Derieri Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

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?

“What? It's not like I'm wrong! You are always grumpy!” “... Is he always like this?” “You really don't know anything about us kiddo?” “All I need to know is the fact that the seven of you fell from Heaven and became the rulers of Hell and capital sins.” “And do you know who is who?” “Does it really matter?” “You- never mind. We'll enlighten you.” “Beelzebub, capital sin Greed.” “A pleasure to meet you, again.” “Thanks?”

The cold September weather came sooner than it should have, and I welcomed it. I was tired of the flames of Hell and was ready for something new. Regardless of the temperature outside, my blood always ran hot - that’s why I never broke a sweat in the Underworld. My job was to decide the specific afterlife for the sinners, I specialized in the seven deadly sins. Those who committed all seven sins were sent directly to me. I was considered one of the “judges of the afterlife” and my job was to be sure that someone gets the proper afterlife treatment that they deserve.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, causing Demir to fall into a hushed silence as he watched him. “Someday, I will grant you the privilege of meeting my death angel,” he smirked. “Sebastian, we are in a priesthood. Cross me, and I’ll search every corner to ensure your complete ruin.” Demir looked him dead in the eyes. “Teaching me morality, huh? How would you treat the daughter of the man who killed your father, mother, and brothers? He wanders freely while I grieve every night. You can’t understand, and honestly, I have no expectations from you.”

"Oh, so just because I had a little fun with Fiona before the wedding, you’re gonna throw it all away?" I was speechless. My dignity was a "little fun" to him. I regretted every second of those three years. If I hadn't understood Sicilian, I’d still be his pawn. Fiona started screaming, lunging at Damian, trying to frame him. "Damian, are you even a man? Hitting a woman!" She pointed at me, shrieking for the benefit of the tourists. "Look at her! She abandoned her husband! She’s a gold-digger sleeping with her own brother!"

He crouched down so his face was level with Darius’s, his presence heavy and unyielding. “You know I take deals and dares seriously, Darius,” he said, his voice low, raspy, and edged with cruelty. “What deal?” I snapped, fear and frustration twisting through me. “He’s dying and you’re talking about a deal? How much more cruelty do you have left?” Damon lowered himself even further, his eyes fixed on Darius with unshakable intensity. “You will wish you didn’t break this one,” he said, each word intentional and chilling.

“Did you get any other names? any other information about who else might have been interested?” “N-no, Sir. I swear it, I promise I won’t do anything like this ever again. I was just scared that The Deadly One was going to come for me. I don’t want to die.” A sly smirk formed on my lips as I chuckled. If only he knew his worst fear was right in front of him.

This whole scene was a blur to me until I saw in my rear view. I felt the rim of the tire to clear my suspicions. I was familiar with this kind of puncture. As I was feeling around the frayed edges, my fingers came in contact with a small device-like structure. “Gotcha,” I whispered to myself as I unlatched the device. “So it really was tempered.” Someone else is on her too? Little Moretti seems to have dangerous enemies. “What was that?” Sienna asked as stepped towards me. I stood upright to face her.

“ It’s not for men young lady… “ He said that made my mind puzzled. If it’s not for men, then why did I feel like that? Like my stomach was being cooked and boiled with too much heat. My throat even felt like it was being twisted inside. I asked him using my eyes and saw how he stretched his lips that causes his dimple to show off. I don’t care about how those six men will see me as a woman, but this man's charm was always been hipnotizing. In fact, the word handsome is not enough to define how gorgeous he is. “ That's exclusively for vampires only… “ He said that made my body shivered. For vampires? Does that mean------ “ Yes! You’re the only human there. “ He added that made my mind got ev

“ They will know, “ he says behind my back. “ The case Elodie , I needed to speak to you in person about it “ he says. That grabs my attention , I turn to look back at him. And walk to the fridge to get what I need to finish my drink. David took it black , with one sugar. “ What about it ? “ I ask , not looking at him or trying to sound too intrigued. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. “ You need to prove that the sinners did it “ he states and I freeze the milk frozen mid air in my hand. Once I composed myself I put it down and turned to look at him now. He was back looking cold and watching me. “ What does that even mean ? “ I ask. He crosses his arms over his chest and keeps his gaze o