7 Deadly Sins Anime King Novels & Stories

Li was shaking in fear. " Someone get me the potatoes," I smiled creepily without taking my gaze off the short chef. I turned around, got a stool, and peeled the potatoes without complaining. " I heard that he can't keep a woman; they all die, and that's why, even at the age of twenty-eight, he has no queen," one of the kitchen helpers said to her friend. They were talking about the alpha king. " Why?" " I don't know... He has a short temper and easily kills them when he's bored," The girl frowned.

“Ahh-“ Just a small swish of his hand made the ground hold Allan down. To do harm to the king is treason. To attempt to murder a royal shall lead to execution. Killing people is already murder and it would carry a great penalty. It won’t be surprising if it was a death that sentenced you. But all of those hold no importance to Clad at all. He hones his talent solely for this very time. To kill those whom he needs to eradicate. To receive the payment that they deserve. And with this plan, no one can even stop him. Even if it is the God of the world,.

he said in a low, dangerous voice, “then we are completely fucked.” The altar in the center of the chamber pulsed brighter. New words burned themselves into the stone floor in glowing crimson letters, forming the first demand: “First Offering: The Altar of Seed. Produce your lust upon the altar. Cum. Squirt. Offer your pleasure. Only then will the next door open.” The voice returned, calm and merciless, as if it had been waiting for their denial. “Refuse… and suffer the consequences.” Tyler snapped again. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the ceiling. “I’m not jerking off on some demonic rock for your entertainment!”

I’m unable to hold in a growl John raises an eyebrow, “Alpha Sin is asleep and not up for visitors, as for Jessie, she hasn’t been here” “I don’t give a shit” and I shove past him, Liam following behind with a grimace. I wasn’t even sure where that assholes room was, but I started banging doors open and flicking on lights, Liam turning them off and shutting them behind me. Finally reaching the end of a hallway, I kick open the double doors of the room and see Alpha Sin sit up in bed, he looks fucking terrible. Like he was hit by a car, scrapes on his arms and shoulders, blood coating his hands, his hair completely sticking up in odd directions and a look of defeat on his face, like he gave z

Tsk, I knew it—it was all their plan! Closing my eyes tightly, my face remained on her chest, and my nose sniffed her scent. I wanted to think straight, but there was something dark lurking inside my head, and it was silently commanding me to commit a mortal sin. I felt like I would go crazy if I would not follow it.

The only thing I could hear was the pumping of my heart in my ears as I stared up at him. I didn’t know what I expected when they dragged me off to meet their Alpha—a crazed beast who fed on blood from mystical virgin creatures like my kind. Whose generation was known for drinking us dry and defiling us, turning us to pitiable humans with a quick countdown to die. Whatever I expected, it was not this image in front of me. Alpha Sin did not look like the rugged, beastly man I’d spent all my life fearing. He looked like a masterpiece of a man—almost seven foot, with razor sharp features, and jet back hair that was slicked back with precision.

“What did you say?” I hated that I was doing this. Hated that I was lowering myself before him. But I did it anyway. I bent down, still clutching my baby, and pressed my forehead to the floor. “Please. Please, have mercy on Andrei. Don’t kill him like this.” I expected the King to refuse, but when I looked up, I found that he had approached me, lips curving into that gleeful little smirk that I had come to know so well. Pride. That was always his greatest sin, wasn’t it? In this madman’s pit of hell, amongst the visions he had seen in these putrid waters, one always stood out above the rest. His ego. A vision of himself wearing a crown made of glass and lies.

Angel could feel his face reddening—even though he was the one with the gun. The weight in the air thickened. Tony’s silver eyes darkened. A storm behind glass. Still on his knees. Dripping in sweat and Angel’s taste. Mouth was bleeding a little on the corner. ‘Maybe from the gun,’ Angel felt guilty. And yet, even kneeling, with only his tight jeans on, Tony looked like a king. ‘A barbarian king,’ he groaned inside his mind. Angel hated him for that. And craved him all the same.

That reaction alone told me everything I needed to know—she knew exactly what that title meant. “You know them,” I said, my voice quieter than intended. It was not a question. Mira lowered herself into the chair near my bed and exhaled slowly, the expression on her face turning grave in a way I had rarely seen. “Everyone in the supernatural world knows them,” she said at last. “The Four Crown Kings are not merely powerful students, Aurelia. They are the strongest beings Noctis Academy has produced in centuries.” She paused, choosing her words carefully. “Each one stands at the peak of their generation. Each commands power capable of shifting political balance across kingdoms. Nobles fear off

The only things left were three dried cherry blossoms that he always kept in his pocket. “I don’t know how many years it’ll take to commit a thousand sins, Eira,” Kael muttered, torn between still hoping to see Eira as soon as possible and resigning himself to the time he’d have to endure. “I’ve killed animals, impregnated sex workers, committed fraud. I’ve done it all. But a thousand is just too many,” he continued. “That’s right.” Kael was so startled that he reflexively jumped up from his crouch like a frog.