8 Sins Novels & Stories

I heaved deeply, not wanting to get worked up than I already am. Liam sighed, massaging his temples “Fuck. I really am sorry. I agree I shouldn’t have and I have been a dick this whole time. I’m sorry.” He says, eyes downcast, staring at his lap. I couldn’t help but stare at him, he looked so guilty, so tired and well, maybe that’s his fault but then again. I’ve always been one with a soft heart.

The girl scoffed and smoothly leaped onto the counter, crossing her perfect long slim legs. "Hades will shackle you in the deepest part of Tartarus if your indulgence ruins his plans",the girl who was called Lilith snarled at him and grabbed the glass of blood he held. Her eyes were filled with displeasure as she watched the devil beside her. Laziness was really a sin and she was having a hard time keeping up with Belphegor. He was a sloth after all. Belphegor, one of the seven deadly sins on Tartarus that had been banished by Riven centuries ago, looked up at Lilith and smirked lazily.

“I became greedy for a moment and...” “And you broke the rule, not just one but three rules.” Howard’s eyes widened in horror as Reuel stood up. “Thre..three?” Howard stammered. “First, you issued membership to a man like Boris Green.” Reuel started counting. “Two, you hid this matter from everyone, from us. Three, don’t you know people aren’t supposed to use the emergency door to enter this part of the club? Why did you inform Boris about it?” ‘Fuck!’ Quin cursed at Howard’s foolishness. He now understood why his Masters were this pissed. The first two were still acceptable, but not the third. Definitely not the third.

I actually don't know what changed my mind, and even if I did know, I just couldn't see myself coming to terms with it. Hell was not what I had imagined at all. Who said it was a pit of flames? Given, it's very hot, but it's not on fire per se. The scenery is amazingly beautiful with glimmering lights and shining buildings throughout the realms. It was always nighttime in hell and the lower the level (descending), the hotter it was. There are ten levels of hell. Seven levels are dedicated to the Cardinal sins: pride, envy, wrath, greed, sloth, gluttony, & lust. The eighth and ninth levels are for demons and their quarters. The tenth level is reserved for the King.

Two hours is more than enough to remove this irritated being from the world. "Your majesty, what have I done, I have successfully moved victims to you to kill," he says with no remorse. "You know that makes it four sins in a role," she tells him. "The first for being wicked when I and my father are the only ones to be wicked," "The second is coming here and not succumbing to my might," "The third is taking without permission and lastly the fourth is coming here to think you have a way out," she explained. "Now you see, your last victim had his name Jack," she tells him. "Oh like Jack the dog," he cuts in irritating her.

"That's what I'm doing, aren't I?" "No," I shook my head, "...not there, please. My cunt. Fill me up. Stuff me with your dick, I beg you, Daddy. Have mercy on me," "Be patient, little slut," he told me, an impish grin spreading his lips. Oh god, I've really shot myself in the foot.

Her breasts were so huge that I ended up slurping her alluring peaks even more. Curling my fingers on her hair, I pressed my lips on hers again. I tried to be gentler as much as possible, despite whatever longing I was feeling. I didn’t understand anymore why I was craving for more. God, please forgive me because I no longer knew what was happening to me at this time! Forgive me because I could no longer restrain myself from the mortal sin I was about to commit tonight. She seemed to be crying, but I did not care. I could not stop it anymore, so I stood up, hurriedly took off all my clothes, and threw them somewhere in my room. Lust was enveloping my entire body, and my sex drive was rising

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.“

Waylon said with a frown. Dante chuckled, “Baby, don’t believe that bullshit. If you want to put reincarnation into perspective, although the sins are not dead, it would be an inheritance through chance like, for instance; Wrath is the strongest, but none of his kids would inherit the sin of Wrath and maybe Grayson or Jasper’s child would or a rogue in the wild. One way you can identify a potential Sin is in the way they act. I am always lazy but sometimes there could be no sign. Our little bae might inherit Valentino’s sin of Envy, but he found us as a substitute for parents and is happy.” Waylon was so glad Dante was done talking. Shaking his head he said, “Honey talk to much.”

I was not yet ready to tell about the archangel who was aware of all my steps throughout history. "Do you think I'm strong enough?” "Not alone if the power of the book is that great.” "What if four sins were together? "I asked, and raised my fingers as I enumerated. "Ganance, pride, lust and gluttony. Together, would we be able to do it?”