Diane Seven Deadly Sins Hot Novels & Stories

"That explains my right leg's numbness. Inside this smoke, things are getting worse by the minute." "To be honest, I was expecting something else to happen," Selina expressed disappointment. “But it doesn’t matter anymore." Two different weapons are slipping out of Selina's sleeves. Her left arm is holding a dagger, while her right arm is holding a karambit. "As long as you die by my hand today." Selina's facial expression has also changed, becoming fiercer, with her eyes emitting thick killing intent. "Here I come, Damon." This time, Selina takes the initiative and goes after Damon. She dashes in a zig-zag pattern, aiming to thrust her dagger into Damon's right side, which has become his we

Soon, I was sure she would become uncomfortable from what I did, and only when it became too much for her would I let her off, but until then, this was her punishment. “Atticus,” she gasps, beginning to writhe. “It’s cold.” “This is your punishment,” I husk, continuing my attack. “You were a very bad girl for allowing that vampire to touch you.” "That..." she gasps, but stops as I pinch her clit. “Did I give you permission to argue?” “No.” “Then be a good girl and stay quiet before I have to make you.” With each passing minute, I could feel my dark side coming forward and wanting to take over so that it could take Tabitha as its own. This could only mean one thing, and even if I wanted to de

She couldn’t stop the scream. “Please… I... ” “Just wait for me, Sarang,” he growled, locking eyes with her. She glared at him, but her gaze faltered. The veins in his neck and arms were stretched taut, his body glistening with sweat. From this angle, he looked devastating... beautiful and sinful all at once. Her toes curled, hands clawing at the sheets as she fought to hold back the rising wave inside her. “F*ck,” he cursed under his breath. One hand gripped the headboard, and with a final thrust... hard and deep... he grit his teeth.

The heavy weight of Darius’s cock rested against my soaked pussy like a promise and a threat. He dragged the thick, veined length up and down my clit, coating himself in my shame while twenty-five pairs of eyes devoured every twitch of my body. I was naked from the waist up, black mourning dress bunched uselessly around my hips, legs spread obscenely wide on the cold marble altar. My full breasts heaved with every shaky breath, nipples tight and glistening from his earlier mouth.

What if someone gets to touch Beatrice in a way that makes me want to burn this whole place down? However, before I could object, the room erupted with eager, flirtatious agreement. Cindy practically purred, April clapped her hands, and Anna’s wicked grin made me gulp down hard. Beatrice’s gaze locked on me, smoldering like she was already planning something deadly. It was only a matter of time before Clara laid everything out—the cards, a couple of spoons, and a napkin twisted into a blindfold. The table, glossy and round, seemed like a stage waiting for chaos, and the seating arrangement was brutal. I ended up sandwiched between Clara and Anna. Beatrice was beside April across me, and Cind

Sable interrupts, “Talk or Diane suffers.” Fuck. This is a side of Sable I knew existed, but I didn’t know how brutal she could be. After everything we have been through, I guess it shouldn’t surprise me that some part of her is dark now. Shit, there is a part of me that is dark now too. “Not necessary. I’ll tell you what you want to know. Just let Diane go. That’s all I ask.” Anton said. “NO!” Diane screamed. “They will kill you. I won’t leave.”

My voice filled the throne room, echoing through the empty wall back to me as I laid lazily on the throne. My throne. "So when does the plan commends?" I felt the darkness in me switch and the smell of the seven deadly sin fill every edge of the room. Wrath Lust Pride Envy Greed Sloth Gluttony "Erasmus" At the mention of his name, he appeared like fog, looking like the darkness and wearing his crooked smile. As always his two partners flock his side. The lord of the seven deadly sins and his demoness, he takes no pleasure other than his kind.

Emphasizing the number and omitting any meaning of the word currently. “The seven deadly sins.” “Bingo!” She giggles. Proud and loving Daniela’s wit and her very soul that is a shard from the original Princess. “Do you know what sin this book revolves into, Daniela?” “Is I were to guess then, I shall say, the sin of---”

“First of all, I can assure you that your God has nothing to with this. If all, He is completely powerless in this situation. And that thing, that very thing that killed your men, my friend, is called a Sin. One of The Seven Deadly Sins, to be more specific,” I thoroughly explained, trying my best to compose myself. “One of The Seven Deadly Sins has made its home inside her soul. And as to how did it end up in there, I think I might have a clue...” I then absently added as I momentarily lost myself in the memory, faintly reminiscing that fated day, when that foolish mother of hers decided to follow me to The Underworld -even though strongly advised against it- and seduce her way straight to

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?