The City Of Sins Novels & Stories

Not that I wasn't bothered about the condition of others but Jenny was the collective factor(just don't think too much about it, flip to the next chapter). "Eisii"- sound made to call someone's attention "Wetin una dey do there?, Oya, everybody should come out"- "what are you guys doing there?, Everybody should come out immediately" "So, na Sodom and Gomorrah una dey re-act here, abii"- "So, you guys are here "re-acting Sodom and Gomorrah"? Sodom and Gomorrah- cities destroyed in God in the Bible, for their sins which included sexual immorality.

"So I expect you to do a good job." "Fine, when do we start?" "Now." He pulled her up from the chair, stripped her naked in seconds, and carried her out to the expansive private balcony overlooking the glittering city skyline. The night air was cool against her bare skin, the stars bright above them. Damon pinned her against the thick glass railing. Her tits pressed against the cold surface. He spread her legs and stroked his cock on her soaked slit. “Tell me who you belong to,” he growled..

The city awaited his return, and he would leave a trail of chaos and retribution in his wake as he sought to reclaim his throne as the most feared and respected figure within the city's shadows. The streets of Harmony City were teeming with intrigue and danger, and a storm was brewing on the horizon. Big Shark's presence had ignited a spark that would set the city aflame, and no one would stand in his way as he carved a path of blood and power back to the top of the criminal underworld. The city belonged to him, and anyone who dared to challenge that would suffer the same fate as his former betrayers.

in a few months time we will be packing up the babies and heading off to Bora Bora for this beach wedding for some of the most flammable beings I know! Damn, I really hope they don't die getting married to each other. That'd be horrible. ~ ~ ~ End of part 1 to Sinful Nights...

New York City at night has a cosmopolitan extravaganza, as long as you have money this city is your paradise, if you don't have money then this city is your hell! The devil of hell will be in your ear constantly luring you, trying to call out your desire and greed, and once you respond you will fall into the abyss. The devil of New York is terrible, they are always corroding the heart of the undetermined. Let them fall into the abyss of crime, where they will sell their souls to the devil for money.

Had murdered more than half of their residents when Camilo took the title back as Don. Now we were here to kill again. This time, we were heading to the heart of the place. The Palace of Sin, they called it. A brothel in the lower parts of the town. Addicts and prostitutes littered the place at night. Hung close by, hoping for their kinds of fixes. During the day, it was just another street filled with businesses. A happy place humans came to shop. Now? Now it was going to be filled with blood and ash. Burning this place to the ground after getting all the answers we needed was the best option. If there was nothing to rebuild on, they couldn't pop up like weeds again.

I smiled as we both held hands. "I know, anyway, I'm focused on the road. Rest for now, it looks like we're still far away." He resigned and I followed what he said. I leaned back and put on earphones. I looked outside for a moment before closing my eyes, whispering to myself; I love you BenChua but we are part of the mistake. We are the piece of Unforgiven Sins. Little by little I felt the weight of my eyelids and the only thing I heard from the song I was playing was I love you, goodbye.

Paetyn’s POV I’ve grown to despise this city. Where I used to find joy in the small things, like the hustle of people rushing by, the scent of street cart hotdogs, and the anonymity of being among thousands of people who don’t know my name or story, now I can’t stand it. The people have become too much to handle, setting my nerves on edge, and the stench of hotdogs and mustard makes my stomach twist painfully. And I’m no longer entirely invisible after the scandal with Liam. It doesn’t help that I’ve been desperate to stay under the radar so my ex-boyfriend doesn’t find me.

Expressive touch, Passionate embraces, Strong hands upon me. Oh, those hands. They ignited sensations, Intense and forbidden, Like words unsaid beneath a larger form, a form warmer, wilder, and longer. Moans beneath his sculpted body, a blend of heaven and transgression. Pure desire, a carnal dance of sin. Though prayers for forgiveness may be whispered, The allure lingers, Drawing me back again and again. ISABELLA’S POV If there was something more frustrating, it was having to stay married to a man who was not only old but sexually dull.

They collapsed in a wrecked heap, bodies slick and leaking everywhere, holes twitching ruined, cum pies sealed or oozing free. Zeke's lovers curled close and devoted around him, breaths ragged, skin marked with bites and bruises. "My perfect sins," he murmured soft, voice laced with possession. Remotes went silent for the night, plugs humming low as aftercare. Tomorrow brought bigger deals, Harlan's ghost fully exorcised, Roskov's empire expanding. Deeper depravities waited in the wings, the family bond unbreakable. The empire throbbed on forever, fueled by cum and dominance.