LOGINHere is the new chapter darlings. Hope you like it.
Caius blinked. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Sloth raised a brow, unimpressed. “This is a cosmic joke, right? You two?Are you lovers?” Damian joined in the conversation covered his mouth, trying not to laugh. “What's with the shock people?” "They're lovers, that's what's shocking!" Caius exclaimed still embracing Tyrel. Lust giggled, brushing his lips against Greed’s ear. “Oh, come now. Didn’t you all see this coming?” “No!” Caius and Sloth said at once. Greed smirked, completely unbothered. “Don’t look so surprised. The line between lust and greed was always thin. I just decided to cross it.” Lucifer rolled his eyes, though a faint smirk tugged at his lips. “You two were at each other’s throats for millennia.” “Still are,” Greed murmured, “just… in more entertaining ways now.” Lust winked. “And unlike you all, we didn’t need divine intervention to figure out what we wanted.” Caius groaned. “Please don’t elaborate.” Allistair, amused but quiet, simply said, “The
A rift of light opened, and Zadkiel’s shattered form was pulled through it, vanishing into nothing. Lucifer hovered there for a moment, his wings still burning, his gaze following the fading glow. He could’ve pursued. He didn’t. Allistair floated beside him, exhaustion in his rainbow eyes. “You let him go.” Lucifer exhaled smoke, eyes narrowing. “No. I let him run.” Below, the Sins gathered around the Tree of Life, its roots pulsing faintly once more, as if drawing breath. Fierro and Marion stood guard beside Alpha Saillus, their bodies battered but unbroken. The wraiths had vanished, the fog dispersing into glittering motes. Alexander and Raine with Shyren and the other warriors and Damian with Blaine also join in. All clearly exhausted but relieved. Greed looked up, resting a hand on Lust’s shoulder. “Well… that was fun.” Lust chuckled softly, brushing blood from his lover’s jaw. “You and I have very different definitions of fun, darling.” Sloth stretched, yawning, h
The world burned gold and crimson as Greed and Lust joined the fray. Their arrival sent a shockwave across the battlefield. The force of two ancient sins reunited, their energy thick and intoxicating. Greed’s wings shimmered with molten gold, while Lust’s aura blazed rose-red, every movement dripping with allure and annihilation. The wraiths turned toward them, screeching, sensing the divine corruption they carried. Lust smiled darkly. “Let’s give them something beautiful to die for.” He swept his hand outward, a surge of pink fire blooming across the field. Every flicker of desire—the wolves’ courage, the elves’ devotion, even the fear of the dying, fed into his flames, turning it into a storm that consumed the twisted wraiths whole. Greed’s daggers sang, gold flashing through black mist. Wherever he struck, the shadows shattered, leaving trails of radiant dust. He laughed, a low, wild sound that echoed like a song of old temptation. Caius grinned from across the field,
In the mortal realm the sky suddenly darkened and inside a limousine as an agent was talking to his artist the person looked at the dark ominous sky and felt the tremor of divine and demonic power. The agent droned on about a world tour contract, unaware of the trembling heavens above. Celeste Valora, the golden-haired superstar with eyes like amethyst fire, wasn’t listening. Her gaze was fixed on the horizon, where the clouds churned with black and crimson light. A tremor of divine and demonic power rippled through her chest, and for the first time in years, the mask of fame slipped. A small, knowing smile curved her lips. “…Cancel my next appointment,” she murmured. The agent blinked. “What?” Celeste turned her head slightly, her tone soft yet commanding. “I said—cancel it.” Her reflection flickered in the tinted window. Gold shimmered, the feminine glamour dissolving like melted starlight until the glass revealed the truth beneath: a man, sharp-jawed, eyes gleaming molten gol
They materialized at the heart of Green Fall Pack, where chaotic forces had torn through once-serene woods. The air stank of charred earth and corrupted ether. In the fog, wraiths screamed as their bodies flickered like broken glass. Wolves, in half-shifted forms, howled in unison as they stood their ground, defending the wounded elves that knelt around the dying Tree of Life. Lucifer's wings unfolded in a fierce sweep of crimson light; the mere pulse of his presence sent a dozen wraiths crashing into dust. “Amor Meus,” he barked. “Contain the breach!” Allistair's eyes shone with silvery light and black as chaos surged from his palms: threads of pure power wrapping around the rift, like glowing serpents, to stabilize the tear between realms. Caius and Tyrel alighted beside Fierro, who stood bloodied yet unbowed, his twin blades still aflame. Marion was at his side, one arm slashed open, yet his expression held fierce relief at seeing them. “About time,” Fierro rasped. “We were s
The light of dawn had barely brushed the mountains when Caius felt it-the faint pull of his mate's bond, a soft golden thread wrapping around his heart. He stood before Lucifer and Allistair, the tension in the Casa del Fierro palpable. The marble floor still faintly burned with sigils from the earlier transmissions; the smell of magic and iron hung heavy within. “Amor Meus,” Lucifer said, his voice low yet keen, “Sloth has awakened. Fierro and Marion are in the midst of battle. The wraiths are spreading faster than before.” Allistair's face hardened, the faint glow of chaos stirring behind his eyes. "Then the corruption has spread wider than we thought." Caius spoke, his voice low, his composure ironclad despite the ache in his chest. “They’ll need us soon. But before that… I must return to Nightshade. Tyrel will sense the chaos if I don’t warn him myself." Lucifer nodded, his eyes softening for but a moment. “Then go. Take strength from your bond and we will need it before





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