Bartra Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Wyatt thought to himself a question that was answered by his brother. “I cannot believe Abaddon forced me to work with you fucking idiots.” Daneil was getting angrier every time he spoke. “How about I just send you all back to her and you can find out for me and then let me know.” Wyatt heard a sword being drawn from its sheath and then silence. Wyatt couldn’t believe that the seven deadly sins were scared of Daniel. After a long pause he heard “You don’t want to do that because Mother will be sure to take it out on Elizabeth.” This time it was a woman's voice.

Tom did not take the accusation lightly, his hands clenched under Suzanne’s. The vampire proceeded to explain, “All the seven deadly sins that humanity is guilty of; lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride have somehow created a splinter to the gates of hell. The black mist is but the beginning.” “Technically, you are a part that damnation,” Tom retaliated. The vampire covered his mouth in mock surprise, “Touche…but like I said before, my kind and I played no part in this. Look, I am here to offer my aid. I am not your enemy.”

The other men was shouting something but she couldn’t hear anything. Her hand felt weak that she couldn't even lift it up. She faintly saw how Dye's expression darkened and a creaking sound made all the men stopped. There were cracks everywhere as if the air broke into thousand of pieces while Dye's blood painted his knuckles. “Damn it!” She heard a silent cursed and when she looked at the man's side profile, she realized something. Yes! He was one of the seven deadly sins. Jack the sin of lust. One of the king's in the Cabrine city. But, why did he harmed her? As far as she remembered, the seven of them were the closest friends, so why would he hurt her?

I retorted. "Because we used to be in the same group?" Third said. He have a crystal blue hair. "You already said it, Third. We used to be in the same group it means it was already all in the past. Also, it was just all for convenience, right?" I said That's right. They are my former group mates. We didn't choose to be with each other. It's the people in the underworld that chose us. In the underworld, 7 strong and high people run the whole underworld. They were called 7 deadly sins. First is me the Queen symbolizes the wrath. Yvo the king was the greed. Seref was the Envy. Third was the Sloth. Rex was the Gluttony. Klea was the Pride. Zelestine was the Lust. We're not close because I don't

“Look at me now, or your brother's head would be served to you on a golden platter.” And that threat got to me; I crawled out of my trance, and I came face to face with an insanely handsome man standing at the end of the stairs to the altar. His aura spoke of the devil; jet black hair, which reminded me of someone, was brushed to the back as he stood defiantly in a tux, with a dead rose in his chest pocket. The three buttons of his chest were left undone, giving a view of the tail of a viper; the viper's mouth opened wide against the man's throat.

The predatory, lethal tension that had defined his every step in the blood-slicked streets of Chicago had returned with the force of a hurricane, vibrating under his skin like a dormant engine waking up to destroy. "She has him," he said, and his voice wasn't a roar or a cry of betrayal. It was a low, guttural rasp that hummed through the concrete floor, vibrating straight into the soles of my boots. "She has Adam because I was careless. Because I thought a fire could erase twenty-five years of sins."

Bryan’s gaze was drawn to the report on the floor. He picked it up and scanned it. “Artificial heart replacement…” A flash of anger shone on Bryan’s face. He flung the medical report at me. “Aria Lewis, I never imagined you’d stoop to such despicable tricks for money! “You’re exactly the same as you were seven years ago. Everything revolves around money for you. Nothing matters to you except money!” I stood up and stared at Bryan’s healthy physique. I smiled softly as I silently picked up the report.

It was all too late. _________________________ Sisa* is the deranged mother of Basilio and Crispin in Jose P. Rizal’s Noli Me Tangere. Unable to stand up to her abusive husband, and later the Guardia Civil, Sisa went from one traumatic event to another, causing her to eventually lose her sanity due to the mental burden. This insanity manifested in her wandering around San Diego, calling out her children’s names, and singing songs out of nowhere. [Source: G****e]

The bond, unspoken and unclaimed, pulled taut like a bowstring. Riven reached the bottom of the ravine when the trap closed. A dark chuckle rolled down from the ridge above. “Running again, little brother? How predictable.” The voice sent ice sliding down Riven’s spine. He looked up slowly. A tall figure stood silhouetted against the moonlight, cloaked in black with silver accents that gleamed like fresh blood. A dozen wolves flanked him, their eyes glowing with unnatural silver light. Varak’s elite. And at the man’s side, several betas in dark leather armor gripped drawn blades.