7 Deadly Sins Opening 1 Novels & Stories

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

Sins try hard to live unnoticed by anyone. My name is Rayne Martin and I am one of them. I am a Sin. .. “Newsflash, another body was found this morning under a…” the news anchor stated as the TV flashed the place where another dead person was found. “That is just so creepy. It’s obviously one of them again.” A girl accused as she drank her milkshake on a table not too far from me. “THEM? You mean… Sins?” another asked as if confirming they were thinking the same thing.

Kael brought his mouth closer to the woman’s pleasure hole and thrust his tongue inside, making the cashier even less able to control her moans. Pure lubricating fluid flowed from the cashier’s opening, soaking the mat they were using as a bed for their lovemaking. “Any sin, Mr. Alpha. As long as it makes the Moon Goddess angry with you, I can take you back to a time when your Eira was still alive.” The recording of the Seraphim Goddess’s words replayed in Kael’s mind until, without hesitation, he roughly thrust his penis into the cashier’s pleasure hole. “AKH!” she screamed in pain. “Damn, so you’re still a virgin,” said Kael, feeling his pen*s pinched inside her.

She hesitated for a moment but kept her eyes on me before asking, “How do I become a demon?” Her question made me smile. “Usually, a demon is created whenever a human soul commits all seven deadly sins and there is no saving them,” she nodded her head at me in understanding and I chuckled again and shook my head, “Abby, your soul is too pure to commit all seven. Maybe you could get away with a little envy, maybe even wrath, but not all seven.” She shook her head and said defiantly, “You don’t know my sins, I can be a sinner,” she stood up straight in the chair at the last part, she was being stubborn and it was adorable.

I said and they almost cheered. "Boss? why Sin? which power is sin?" one of them asked. "Of course, it's us you fool. Land of Mercy, Milan. Sin, Rome" Theon answered and they all smirked, a certain vibe filled the air stunning me 'I hope they are not planning to fuck out all the brains of our females?' Theon looked at me and smirked too as if knowing what I was thinking. "Now, let's discuss how we will attack," I said with the hope that everything would die down but I did not. Even though they are all paying attention to me but it seems like the Sin atmosphere has come to stay. "The land of mercy will attack the first head leader base this night and wipe them out silently but we will make it

While dead I was certain he wasn’t going to hurt me again. He wasn’t asleep anymore. He was on his feet, backing me with his phone in his ears. “I’d like to arrange a meeting with you and my wife” I stopped walking toward him as I listened. “I think she will be in for confession,” he said and I silently scoffed. It was no doubt he was speaking with the church's reverend father. He wanted me to confess my sins while he wallowed in his? Was this man even sane? He saw himself as all holy while he did evil things, yet I was the sinner.

I slid my fingers down, slicking them in my own wetness, and began to slowly caress my cl*t right in front of his eyes. "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling. He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t.

On the front page was a single headline: “Seven Chosen for the Game of Sins.” There was something off about this and even without reading the whole paper, she knew that she was involved in something she shouldn’t have… “Game of what?” She repeated. Shane met her eyes, and for the first time she noticed the faint glow beneath his wrist… It was an emblem shaped like a circle with seven petals. Before she could speak, the intercom crackled overhead, followed by a voice so clear and mechanical it made her blood run cold… [ Welcome to the Trial of Seven Sins, Cursed Ones. ]

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.“

I hesitate, looking back down the hallway, suddenly unsure of whether I want to see and know more, or if I want to flee from here. I know very little of the immortals who are personifications of each sin and virtue, as mortal schools don’t openly like to teach anything about it, especially about the sins. Yet I know enough to be scared, alongside all the horror stories I was told growing up. All I know is that I should be frightened. Anxiously, I follow Renna away from that dark hallway where Cian dwells. "Wait, why?"