Sinful Tv Novels & Stories

“And I ruined it for some stupid temporary fun.” The friend behind the camera laughed. “You really think she’s never coming back?” “She won’t,” Stephen admitted bitterly. “Especially now that she’s with Blackwood.” The jealousy in his voice sounded vicious. Then suddenly Stephen continued talking. “She deserved better than me honestly.” The room fell silent. Even Sebastian watched quietly now. Stephen looked miserable in the video. “I cheated,” he admitted openly. “I lied. I treated her like shit.” I stared at the screen speechlessly. “She stood beside me when I had nothing,” he continued brokenly. “And I destroyed her.”

I racked my brain, trying to recall if Zed had confessed to me about incidents like these, but sadly, I couldn’t remember any. “Yen, do you still remember when I told you about being frigid? Try to think about why both of you suffer this way. And I still remember you saying that both of you were viewing sex as something sinful. If you were in a seven-year relationship, I couldn’t imagine how many times your emotion almost carried you away, but I am sure you both suppressed the urge. And although this is not my specialty, I can only conclude that this resulted in your difficulty in getting aroused while it caused him this PES.”

"The devil is here! He is mocking us! Satan has cursed my soul, and he’s doing it through her... because my daughter is a wretched sinner!" Father Edmund frowned slightly, gently easing my mother's hands off his arm. "Eleanor, calm yourself. Why would you say that to your daughter?" "Because she’s a prostitute!" my mother screamed, pointing a shaking finger at me. "She sells her body! She fucks men for a living, dragging our family's name straight into hell!" I felt the judgment of every holy statue in the room, but I wasn't about to stand there and let her humiliate me. I crossed my arms, tilting my chin up as my stubborn pride took over.

“Go on, my child. The Lord is merciful.” The grip on my hands grows firmer. I breathe, watching Lady Tina squirming like an earthworm under salt rain. Dammit! Confess already, the Lord is ready to hear your bitching! “I-I had… It was—” Tina's head falls on her palm. Snot and tears. Then she chokes out. “Mother of mercy, save my soul! I had carnal knowledge of my married boss! Adultery is a sin. I accept I’m guilty of it and ask for his divine mercy!”

BEFORE YOU READ Bless me, Father, for I am about to sin. Themes: Forbidden Romance, Priest/Parishioner, Age Gap, Sacrilege. This story explores the fine line between salvation and damnation. If religious themes mixed with explicit erotica make you uncomfortable, this confessional isn't for you. (***) Serena The sound of my heels clicked with a sacrilegious echo in the void of the church. It was late, the sun had already set, and the only lights left burning were the candles casting long, dancing shadows over the ancient wooden pews.

I plead. “He acts like it’s a sin for us to let loose, have fun, and get our rocks off,” Warner says. “It’s not a sin. It’s against the law in public, and it’s just not for me,” I say, explaining to Montana. “Hold on, darlin’,” Warner tells Peyton as he digs in his front pocket. “Something’s popping up.” At his words and devilish smirk, Peyton blushes deep red. This causes Warner’s eyes to light up as his smile grows wide.

“You shouldn’t have walked out there tonight. Don’t think you’ll ever get away with doing that again.” For a moment I’m speechless. I know I shouldn’t have done it, but who is Sinful to give me demands. The only person I listen to is Kael, as my Alpha. “Get. Out. Of. Here,” I snap. Sinful doesn’t look offended. Nor does he look amused, which seems to be his default expression. Instead, he looks concentrated, as if he is trying to remember every detail on my face. “Kael is dealing with a lot right now,” he says slowly. “Leave him be. Don’t be curious.”

In the darkness, she promised herself that she was going to make him regret ever taking her. Serena had spent hours in the dark, her wrists were aching and her mind was racing. She replayed everything she knew about Lucian Moretti. She had heard he was Ruthless and Calculating but most of all, Dangerous. He wasn’t just another enemy in her father’s long list of rivals, he was the kind of man who didn’t play fair.