Tom X Tord Sin Novels & Stories

Maddison slowly retraced her steps and went to their table, "Yes, Sister Georgina." Georgina eyed her, "What was that act in the place of God?" Maddison looked down, playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry Sister Georgina but I don't know what you're talking about." "Lying is a sin and you've committed two sins in a day, only Lord knows how much you've sinned, I don't want to report you." "Please do not report me, Sister Georgina, I'll go and confess my sins right away, and beg God for forgiveness," Maddison begged.

“Never say that, honey. Anyway, we were taken to another establishment, ‘WAX’. It’s on the coast. A guy by the name of West runs it. He’s a total slimeball." “Xander West?” I queried, noting Tori’s shock. “Know him, do you?” “He’s my stepbrother. Now estranged.” “I can't blame you for that, honey.” “And that’s obviously an alias. His real name is Alex Rhodes." "Any word on Alpha Thomas?" I asked. "Rita said you had put two and two together.” She put her hands on her hips, looking pleased with herself. “‘Sagittarius’ is Tommy’s new strip club.”

He stared at me deeply, but not with disgust, rather concern. He pulled me in for a hug without saying anything. After a while, he pulled out. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked, holding my hands. “I guess.” I managed. I never thought I would tell anyone about this, but with Arson? I felt safe. “He said it’s the only way for me to stay away from sin. He said We must destroy sin and every sinful engagement. I get whipped each time I disobey him. He is the major reason why I am alive.” I waited for him to say something, but he just kept on looking at me, waiting for me to finish.

She had told him about their scary and terrifying figures and their names. The one who was a tall and had gaunt figure with sunken eyes that glowed like smoldering coals was named Morgrath. Her black robes hung loosely around her skeletal frame, giving her an air of ethereal menace. Morgrath was a master of necromancy, capable of commanding the spirits of the departed to do her bidding. Seraphina had told him was said that she wore jewellery made out of the bones and cursed artifacts, which were remnants of her twisted experiments.

"Many of you do not know my son or that he even exists. Xavier had not been in Florida for eight years he grew up in New York but rest assure you all that he is a great leader. Son, say a few words please" David stepped aside and let Jackson take his place. Jackson made direct eye contact with me and smirked. He knew I was going to come. His eyes flashed different shades of blue then again back to his usual gray color. 'How could he do that? What is h- -? He is just like me, half hunter and half something else because I can not sense his wolf or any wolf genes . "Hello everyone here I am Xavier Morgal. I promise you all I would do everything in my power to protect this family and eliminate t

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

The kind that makes your blood go cold. I tell him everything. The motel. The vague threat. The smirk I could feel through the damn text message. And Alexander smiles. Not the sexy one I love. Not the one that makes my knees weak and my panties wet. No. This smile is pure sin. It's death with a hint of delight. The kind of smile that promises blood, pain, and no mercy. And God help me... I want to see him do it. To Be Continued...

Sinclair turned to Xander and said, “XANDER, YOU PSYCHOPATH! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? YOU CAUSED ALL THIS AND I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!” Xander laughed and said with a smile, “You keep saying you will kill me, that's definitely not helping your case here buddy. All this time, you were focused on me when you should have been focused on the devil you made. This was all you Sinclair, this was all you”

I saw the Duke in his eyes—the man who had loved me through nine deaths—and I saw the Doctor—the man who wanted to save me from the tenth. ​"We have to go dark," Julian whispered, his lips grazing my forehead. ​"How?" ​"We break the dampeners," he said, a dark smile touching his lips. "We give the Sin-Eater exactly what he wants—a taste of the Tenth Life." ​He pulled me closer, his hand sliding up my back to the nape of my neck. The "Forbidden Touch" began to sizzle, a low-frequency vibration that made the champagne glasses on the nearby tables start to rattle.

“You are my mate. You are not bait. You are not a weapon anymore.” Shiloh met his gaze without flinching. “I am exactly what I choose to be. Today, that was the hunter who followed the trail and put your rebel in a cell instead of letting him vanish.” Xavier seized on that single word. “Rebel,” he said. “He’s a boy,” Sophie said. “His name is Toren. His mate died at Spring River. Hunters did that. People like us, following orders. He’s angry and grieving, and someone pointed him at me. He’s not the mastermind. He’s the fallout.”