Derieri 7 Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Dean clenched his strong black fist, and his eyes got green like always when his heart went wild. “Death?” asked Steff, alarmed. “What do you mean by that?” “Either mine or his. There is no other way round to terminate this torment.” Steff’s eyes got coloured as well. They became stainless steel. He got agitated and interrupted Dean before he managed to say anything else. “You don’t mean it, Dean. I can accept Dervel dead, but not you! You don’t deserve to die! It’s Dervel who should atone for his sins!”

I smiled as we both held hands. "I know, anyway, I'm focused on the road. Rest for now, it looks like we're still far away." He resigned and I followed what he said. I leaned back and put on earphones. I looked outside for a moment before closing my eyes, whispering to myself; I love you BenChua but we are part of the mistake. We are the piece of Unforgiven Sins. Little by little I felt the weight of my eyelids and the only thing I heard from the song I was playing was I love you, goodbye.

Vikram Singh questioned her with confusion clearly lingered in his voice ignoring his question Erica starts singing “A tale I tell you of 8 sins First comes pride, you can try but can never hide Second comes greed, you can wish but can never be freed Third comes wrath, you can run but it follows your path Fourth comes envy, you can break but it still so friendly Fifth comes lust, you can hold but it will break your trust Sixth comes gluttony, you can attempt but it’s your destiny Seven comes sloth, you can watch till it makes you rot And now I tell you last and deadliest of them all

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

"If any of you are Krim, I am going to rip you in half, just know that." "Why do you have a problem with Krim?" Ruby demanded as she pushed the others out of the way. "Who are you even?" Dagon laughed. "Just one of the Hell Princes, are you sure you want to get on my bad side right now? I really don't want to have to deal with you reapers too much." "Hell Princes?" Ruby frowned. "Are you the one that Lust mentioned?" "That would be me," Dagon bowed. "Dagon, Prince of Pestilence. It's why I created the seven sins."

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.“

My voice wavered. "I got with you to get my revenge with Adrian. It was all planned. From day one to you coming into my life until now. I did what I wanted. I fucked you. So you can leave." What? I couldn't recognize him anymore. The dam in my eyes bursted open. "What about when you said you loved me?!” I exclaimed as a tears slid down my cheek. My blood turned cold when I heard him laugh. It was cruel and sharp. “You really thought I loved you?” He smiled, but it was as sharp as a jagged knife. In that moment, he truly looked like the name he owned, his sinister bloodline. A DeLuca. “It was never about you.”

Blinking rapidly as if trying to absorb the words, father Reed glared at me when he finally figured it out, clenching his jaw. "You killed him?!" He growled. "Took you so long, priest." I leaned forward in my seat to get a good look at his helplessness. "I'm wondering who's gonna do your dirty work now?" Anger was written on every inch of the priests face. He lifted the gun again and pointed it straight at my head. "You've been acting like a saint, giving sermons…where as, you're still deep in sin." I stood up and walked closer towards him. "Your congregation must be thinking so highly of you, how would they react if they were to find out about this other side of you?"

All he needed was a break and a drink and that was what he did the moment he reached his office, one which he shared with his brother. As usual, his brother had his eyes fixed on the scene happening on the stage. Once in a while, he would glance at the security footage on the television screens on the wall to make sure everything was in order. "Craig Tyrell is here," Azael muttered and focused his gaze on the man, his gaze spitting venom in disgust. "I know. Derek informed me. He won't be able to do anything here." "Remind me why we haven't suspended his membership after the stunt he played with us when he was here last time." Azael turned around to face his brother, who was swirling the dri

I quizzed with a quirked brow. "Yes, I realize that. Every being experiences at least one of those sins in a lifetime but you have light energy in you to give you better judgment. It should be easier to not commit all seven the way most of my kind do," he informed which got me thinking. If lust was one of the seven deadly sins and most dark angels experienced it, didn't that mean that they had pointless sex? If they weren't careful, wouldn't that mean there were more hybrids like me or half-bloods like Alina?