7 Deadly Sins Tagalog Novels & Stories

ELLA : I don't believe my eyes, what I just saw, I was still hoping that it was my illusion but no it turned out to be real, the devil killing someone right in front of my eyes. I wasn't afraid of the devil’s cruel experience but his betrayal ached my heart. Why? Why did he do that? It was so hard for me to trust him and then open my heart for him but what did he do? He has cut open my heart with his betrayal and now I am bleeding internally.

Her brother kept mute again. Hey eyes caught with the paper in his left hand. She look at him, before deciding to take it. She grab the paper, as she narrow her eyes to read whatever it written on it. ' Dear kids. She began reading ' We are sorry for whatever you are about going through. Because, we are sad to tell you that we owe no one money, or debt. Kyla pause, as she swallowed hard.

I didn’t know what this sudden rush of emotions was, but one this what my intuition was screaming at me was that this man was sin. He was danger.

Guilt was eating me alive when I heard it, as the twins were my treasure, and I didn't want to part with either of them. But even as I was caught in a dilemma, the boy in my belly spoke to me in my mind. He told me that Tina and Zach had been having an affair for the longest time and had used black magic to get me pregnant with their child since Tina despised the thought of labor pains. I didn't believe it, until I had a private investigator tail them and was shown records of them going into a love motel together. Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk.

she whispered softly. But even as she said it her throat tightened again. The thought of food alone made her stomach turn. The smell. The taste. Even imagining it was enough. “Please…” she murmured, almost pleading. “I’ll try again later…” Because she had to. Because she knew kahit isuka niya pa ulit she had to try. For now she lay back slowly. Careful. Gentle. As if even that required permission. Her head sank into the pillow. Her body finally still.

“You came seeking truth. Tonight the goddess will take everything from you… through us.” I lifted my head, trying to steady my breathing. The dreams that had pulled me here felt distant now. The quiet life I had left behind felt even farther. “I thought this was about faith,” I whispered. A dark smile touched the corner of Nikolai’s mouth. He stepped down from the altar and circled me slowly. His fingers brushed my bare shoulder, then trailed down my spine, sending a shiver racing across my skin. “Faith is proven in the flesh, little sister,” he murmured. “Words are cheap. But when you’re on your knees, stuffed full of cock and still begging to serve… that is when the goddess listens.”

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.

Guilt weighed me down, and I couldn't drag my legs to the estate to see them. I knew my parents were alive and well. I intended to keep it that way – three, six, ten years from now. I got to work immediately. Now, I crossed the room wearing a simple cotton gown. "Let's see" I mumbled, bending a bit to pick up the files. I skimmed through them quietly, my eyes drinking in the content. The Sins were seven, but only six were documented. I knew of Roderick Blackstone, Sin of Greed, Fabio Rabbia, Sin of Wrath.

Her innocent eyes would water as she gagged on Daddy's thick meat like the eager little slut she was born to be. I stormed to her rooom, my pulse pounded like a war drum, my cock straining painfully against my zipper. I didn't knock, instead I fucking burst through the door. The wood slammed against the wall as raw hunger clawed at my gut. Holy fuck! There she was, my Elena, my forbidden obsession. She was splayed out like a pornstar goddess on her rumpled pink sheets, completely bare and glistening. Her creamy skin flushed pink with arousal. Full, perky tits rose and fell in heaving gasps, nipples stiff as diamonds begging to be sucked raw. Legs shamelessly hooked over the edge of the bed,

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