Chaos 7 Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

She let the betrayal coat her like ash. And then she got up. Washed her face. Put on his favorite sundress. And went to church. Because it was Thursday. Because the quarterly audit was in six days. Because if she was going to burn the whole damn thing down, she needed to know what kind of kindling it was made of first. The sanctuary still smelled like guilt. Even after the candles were snuffed out and the choir robes were pressed and packed away, it lingered—in the carpet, in the wood, in her throat. The smell of devotion gone sour. Of secrets soaked into the upholstery. Of her own obedience rotting in real time.

Sophia, God bless her heart pratically handed me her animosity toward Tristan and Alex on a silver platter. All I had to do was nudge her in the right direction and she gladly followed with no questions asked. Back in the quiet solitude of my apartment, I poured myself a generous measure of expensive whiskey. The amber liquid swirled in the glass, while I smiled at the utter chaos that I was about to unleash. This was it. The moment I’d been meticulously planning, obsessing over, for months. The first domino was about to fall. I almost felt bad for Tristan. He was not so bad but he had made his choice, he had picked a side and it was not mine. If you're not on my side then you are an enemy

"I am going to kill you." "I am waiting." Reuel raised his brows and leaned forward with his hands clasped on his knees. "Show us how you will kill us." Craig narrowed his eyes, his rage and hatred consuming him completely. He was not in his sane mind, and all he could think about was how his lavish life had been destroyed in seconds. And it was two men before him responsible for it. "Why?" That was all he could manage to say. He was devoid of his gun to take any action. Damn, the club rules and he was in the Sepehr empire where the Sepehr twins, Azael and Reuel, were the rulers.

He asked shifting his weight up nervously so that his fast betraying cock did not throw itself up in her ass. "Well, you're a criminal family. And I know the city doesn't just praise you for that. Your family handles half the city's needs just like the Belmonts." "So, you're trading up then, power for power." He stated in a thick voice. Sinora moved up a bit, making Cassian even more uncomfortable. He stretched himself up again to avoid contact with her entrance. "I'm trying to live and make Charles, my sister and my mother regret putting me in positions that were meant to destroy me." She muttered, leaning closer and closer to his rising dick.