Novel & Cerita The City Of Sins

POV: Dante The city glittered beneath me like a kingdom built on lies. I stood alone on the penthouse balcony, one hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey while cold night air swept through the skyline of Aether City. Far below, traffic lights blurred into rivers of gold and red, reflecting against rain, slick streets like blood beneath neon. Most people looked at this city and saw power. Opportunity and luxury. I saw rot. Every building hidden behind me had been built with secrets, betrayal, and violence. Men smiled in public while ordering executions in private. Politicians shook hands with killers. Criminals disguised themselves as businessmen.

She’s not exactly a hero of justice, seeing the fallen victim from ‘The Cannibal’ just made it worse. “Inspector, take Jaemin and me to the crime scene” Rae stiffened. “On it” he replied short. * * * Jaemin sits next to Vaan, while Rae chose the backseat as her domain. She stares outside the police car as the car passes by the colorful street lights. Theister city was built by the millennials who are hungry for technology and advancement. Some even said this city is cursed, and a city of unification of evil.

“Access. Information. The kind of details no journalist could get their hands on.” Ava’s pulse spiked, but she kept her face neutral. “And what do you want in return?” Damian smirked. “Loyalty.” She let out a quiet laugh. “Loyalty? That’s a strange request for a journalist.” “I don’t need you to stop writing,” Damian said smoothly. “I just need you to write the right things.” Ava’s stomach twisted. “You want me to be your puppet.” “I want you to be smart,” Damian corrected. “You think you can expose this world without consequence? That you can dig into the underbelly of Sin City and come out clean?”

It was impossible for someone to stay there. Half an hour later we entered in a city. The city was not very populated. Tall buildings, trees, markets and shops were . People were busy with their own work. Some people stopped to look at the cars of hunters. For any one it was weird to see so many expensive cars driving off at the same time and direction. It was nothing new hunters filthy rich. Just wish that the money was not made by taking someone's life but unfortunately the money is made by taking someone's life.

Her breasts were so huge that I ended up slurping her alluring peaks even more. Curling my fingers on her hair, I pressed my lips on hers again. I tried to be gentler as much as possible, despite whatever longing I was feeling. I didn’t understand anymore why I was craving for more. God, please forgive me because I no longer knew what was happening to me at this time! Forgive me because I could no longer restrain myself from the mortal sin I was about to commit tonight. She seemed to be crying, but I did not care. I could not stop it anymore, so I stood up, hurriedly took off all my clothes, and threw them somewhere in my room. Lust was enveloping my entire body, and my sex drive was rising

*** Ten minutes later, Alex entered the city while carrying Phoenix in his arms. A huge city gate lay ahead. Two large words were written on that towering city gate —Sinless City! Alex was instantly astonished. “Sinless City? It can’t be, right?... This place is the Sinless City of the Witch Kingdom in antiquity?” Phoenix had never heard of Sinless City. Hence, she asked Alex what Sinless City was. Alex recounted the matters about Sinless City and the sacrificial altar of gods of the Witch Kingdom. Phoenix said, “Be careful. This place exudes oddity. I somehow feel it contains a great secret.”

The night stretched across the city like a thick velvet curtain, hiding sins that thrived under its cover. In the heart of the metropolis, a fortress disguised as a penthouse towered above glittering skylines. Behind tinted glass, Damon sat in silence, a glass of brandy in his hand. The world called him many names—ghost, shadow, devil. But tonight, he wanted only one name to remain etched across every border, whispered in every back alley, spoken in hushed tones inside every boardroom: Damon, the Mafia King.

At the moment, there are twenty-four ladies from different origins and they still need more. There ara prisoners from Idestil city, which is the city of dragons. The city of Caprus, a small place where zombies lived and numbers of ladies from each cities. There are ten cities in total, and one of those was the Cabrine city which was ruled by the seven deadly sins. The Vampires!

I became someone I no longer recognized, a man burdened with sins too heavy for anyone else to carry. In time, my life spiraled out of control. The betrayal of my own conscience led me down a path I hadn’t anticipated. I left the military, lost to my own demons, and found myself entangled in the very world I once fought against. The mafia became my refuge, a dark sanctuary where I tried to drown my guilt, my anger, and my sorrow. I became a sinner—willingly committing sins, crossing lines I never would have imagined as a soldier. I justified it then, telling myself it was all I deserved, that I was beyond redemption. But deep down, I was trapped in a web I couldn't escape.

It was a feeling that was invigorating, all-consuming and--- and extremely addictive. Trust me - I knew... “What about Sin City?” he asked, his expression wary. I frowned at the mention of the vampire clan. Sin City! Unlike what the name suggested, it wasn't an actual city, but a nest of vampires - a vampire clan as they referred to themselves. It was located in the downtown of a larger city, only a couple of hours away from our territory. It was an enormous tower; their cover being, that it was a huge pharmaceutical company. Which, I had to give it to them, was a bit brilliant. Nobody ever questioned why humans went in looking fine and seemed a little pale when they got out again. Everyone