Boar Hat Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

I asked retreating my hand. He wasn’t acting out of drunken confidence. He was clearheaded, sober and the agenda on his face was loud and clear. “I dont like drinking”, he said, his voice deep with an accent I wasn’t expecting. Italian. A chill ran down my spine, and it wasn’t because of how good he sounded. He had power radiating off him, unlike anything I’ve felt in before. Scars adorned his knuckles, but covered in black ink. His hands were steady, too steady to be considered mormal. The stranger was trained - in what? I had no clue.

He continued reading for a while after I entered and only looked up when he had marked the place he had stopped. “Damian,” he said simply as he leaned back on his seat, acknowledging my presence. “Selene is not right for me. She's just,” I began. “You're wasting your time,” he snapped. “This is about your feelings, no one cares about that.” “I can't commit my life to someone that has no value to me. And that's what you're trying to make me do,” I protested. “I don’t want to live a lie.” “You’re already living a lie,” he replied without missing a beat. “You’re living a lie pretending that you have a choice.”

" I stared at him, my heart slamming violently against my chest as a sickening knot made its way to my gut. "You can’t do this, Captain. Please!’’ My voice cracked with desperation as I leaned over his desk. "You know how much this case mean to me. I’m close, so damn close! So so close that I almost found out who the ringleader of the syndicate is. It’s just a matter of time before my team and I bust open the whole syndicate and drag them all to hell!" "A matter of time??" Captain DiCaprio let out a harsh laugh, his face turning a dark, dangerous red as he stepped even closer to me.

My uncle didn't have power when he was in control but after his death, he got them all; power, wealth and even his asshole was enlarged not literally. I've been trying to find the infamous hitman so that I can end him for good but it was impossible until he killed one of my friends. He ended the life of the third best weapons' dealer, Jeremy, and unknowingly grabbed my attention. If he hadn't made that kill, I would've never found out where he was or who he was. Alessio Romano. Jeremy was the one who would supply me with the weapons I needed. When he died, I hacked into his mansion's footage and saw how he was killed by the Alessio who carelessly revealed that he was The Shadow., his code n

I smiled at her before I continued. “Hmm… I went for a few drinks to forget the pain, but I guessed I wasn’t able to control myself. Repentance is always in the end,” I shyly admitted to her, making me bow my head. I continued to eat the soup, but I didn’t realize I already consumed it. That was when I drank the milk.

“Even if the world blames me, even if it’s impossible.” His lips brushed mine, soft, almost reverent. “And I’ll protect you,” he said. “Even if it kills me.” --- The Road to Revenge By nightfall, Nicholas had already mobilized his men, tracking every trace of Damien’s betrayal. I stayed in the study, bandaged and weary, watching as he transformed from the man cradling me moments ago into the ruthless heir to the Rhodes empire. The contrast was jarring—softness for me, lethal precision for anyone who dared cross him.

The blind priest was caught two days later. He was never a priest to begin with. More than a decade ago, he had gone around a neighboring town pretending to tell fortunes and scamming people for money. He had ruined families because of his lies, and someone eventually got revenge on him and blinded one of his eyes. That blind eye wasn't because he had revealed some forbidden secret. It was a mark of shame. During interrogation, he refused to show any remorse. Instead, he held his chin high, acting like he didn't care about anything.

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.”

he didn't seem fazed by the topic or uncomfortable but I knew deep down he was itching for this conversation to end. "Well that clears some stuff up, at least we know the wrath I feel toward Lucifer can be justified by what I am. Then you have the undeniable pride that I've displayed over the years. I guess all I need to do is add greed, gluttony, envy, and laziness to the list and I'd be the poster boy for the seven sins." "You're only half demon, Zion." "So I only experience half the amount of the deadly sins. You do realize how ridiculous that sounds?" I quizzed with a quirked brow.

There was nothing rational about that. “Tell me. Why do they think that I am this pure heart? My heart is far from it.” “Not pure in a literal sense. It just means that you’re not tainted by hate, jealousy, or lust. The seven deadly sins. I told you it’s a lot to explain.” Penny tilted her head to the side, watching him as he ran his hand through his thick, dark hair. “And you don’t want to explain it to me. Why?”