Unholy Synonym Novels & Stories

My juices were coating them. I felt I have comitted a grave sin. I felt mortified. He is my soon to be step brother and I thought of him in ways I shouldn't be thinking.... I fu*ked up and now I have no idea how I will recover from the new desire which I built for him tonight. At first, it was a mere crush but now it developed into a desire, pleasure, needs and wants. This is unholy.

Just enough to satisfy the guests. To everyone watching, it looked tender, but to us, it was nothing more than another performance. The quiet chapel erupted into applause while camera flashes lit up the room like fireworks. We both turned to the guests with smiles on our faces, and Lucas leaned close enough for only me to hear. “Welcome to hell, Mrs. Hayes.” I smiled sweetly without looking at him. “I was just about to say the same thing, Mr. Hayes.”

do you also want to sleep with me" I sensed his reaction and his intense gaze. I gave him sly smile while walking towards him, his eyes all over my body. "We could do it right now, maybe you'll let me be" Oh God, I haven't done this before, I hope he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity. Is he like other men ? I racked my brain while boosting my confidence. What am I even doing? I clenched my teeth

I stated out loudly but then again there were only a few Vampire's out who could walk in the sun shockingly. "A sanction was made on your name. If anyone dared to touch you there will be dire consequences. Consequences as big as being thrown out of the coven and be left to die as a rogue." Catherine responded. "A rogue?" "Yes, just as a werewolf has his or her own pack, so does a vampire. When a lone wolf or Vampire no longer belongs to a pack, whoever they are is labeled a rogue. A rogue is considered extremely hostile because they have lost touch with their humanitarian side and are just interested in destroying." Catherine elaborated.

The mere thought of it depressed her. Anywhere in the world, a pregnant unmarried woman would be treated as a pariah. She would be rejected by society, she would be subjected to hostility and ill-treatment. Even worse for one without a protector. All doors would be closed and there was no chance to get a decent job or make a living. In the end, such women of ill repute was left with no other choice but selling sexual favor to degenerate men.

“Things are so hard right now, and I—” “Shut up, Elena. Just shut your mouth,” Michael barked, cutting me off with absolute disgust. “You think you can just disappear, break my heart, and then call me whenever you feel like it? You’re nothing but a gold-digging slut. A whore who sold herself to the highest bidder.” The words hit me so bad, tearing right through the remaining pieces of my shattered dignity. “Michael, no, it wasn’t like that—” I choked out.

"Seeing the CEO destroy his assistant's cunt. You'd be fired. I'd be crucified." The taboo terror-lust surged in, imagined cameras possibly playing, a late-night guard glancing up. I ground back, fucking his hand. "Ruin me... please..." He laughed darkly, withdrawing to slap my pussy, and my clit was throbbing from abuse. "Beg louder, Elena. Beg your boss to break you." "Please, Mr. Blackwood... wreck my pussy. Make me cum screaming."