Greed And Gluttony Novels & Stories

She was precious to me. I followed the family her whole life, keeping watch on her. Any bully in school or a backstabbing friend was given nightmares of their future afterlife if they kept up their behavior. Nothing scares little kids more than a vivid nightmare. While watching the family, I saw Abigail’s father’s other sins; his greed began when he eyed the wealthy law firm that he ended up stealing from, only drawn to the firm because of the beautiful interns, there was the lust. Once he started stealing the money, he bought extravagant cars and jewelry for his wife, that one was pride, and the excessive obsession with wealthy items was gluttony.

- Outwardly I enjoy the success of other people, but in my mind I want what others have. "Are you greedy?" - Outwardly I am content with my wealth, but in my mind I want to get as many gold coins as possible. Aren't you spinning a yarn? "Outwardly I am pious, but in my mind I long to possess a strange woman. "Are you vain?" "Outwardly I am gentle, but in my mind I want every inhabitant of the earth to know my name. "Do you engage in gluttony?" "Outwardly, I keep track of what I eat and how much food I eat. But in my mind, I want to eat as much food as possible.

Fucking her would mean I need to have her forever. It’s funny, isn’t it? The big bad mafia lord fawning over a piece of pussy. And the pussy also belongs to the one person that I should hate. The people that I have been trained to hate all my life. But isn’t that the most exciting thing in the world? Forbidden fruits have never tasted any better. Eve knew that when she fucking ate the apple. I dragged my eyes back to her body, her eyes were on me, fixed on my cock, the hunger blatant in her eyes. Does she know that I know who she is?

"Victor is an aesthetic hedonist. He buys beautiful things and breaks them when he grows bored. If you approach him as a delicate flower, he will take you, conquer you, and discard you again." Adrian's thumb stroked over Julian’s bottom lip, pulling it down slightly, exposing white teeth. Julian felt a shudder run through his core, a sharp spike of arousal that caught him off guard. "You must be the poison he willingly swallows," Adrian continued softly, his thumb tracing the curve of Julian's jaw line down to his throat. "You must be arrogant, elusive, and utterly unattainable until he is crawling on his knees. He must believe you are superior to him in every way—wealthier, sharper, cooler,

“That’s why the scene after had to be hard. The public edge opens you. The private one catches you so you don’t have to walk out of a ballroom still holding it alone.” She nodded against him, marks throbbing in slow time with her heart, cunt still pulsing around the memory of him, mind loose and warm and unnervingly calm. The gala kept going somewhere below them—toasts, glass, reputations being passed from hand to hand. Up here the addiction had taken its favorite shape again: risk first, ruin after, and the floating quiet that came when she stopped trying to be two women in one dress. Elena closed her eyes. The toy was gone. The remote was gone. The marks were not. And the craving, named an

The creature’s mouth, filled with uneven yellow teeth, oozed countless strange black fluids emitting a foul, putrid odor. Another level-eight pinnacle stage monster had emerged—a Glutton. Gluttons, known for their large bellies, relied on constant feeding to maintain their strength. And their bellies secreted a corrosive slime, their most potent weapon. The simultaneous appearance of two level-eight pinnacle stage monsters added to the intrigue. Observing this, Adrian smirked. "You two want to attack me together? Two aren't enough. Bring out your stronger companions, if you have any. I'll handle them all at once."

His name was Belphegor, he was the seventh deadly sin of sloth. He had been laying on the couch since God knows when, he was so lazy to stand up from the couch and ended up sleeping again. A woman walked out from the room, she had a white towel around her chest and on her head, the towel exposed her thigh as she sat herself on another couch with a hamburger and french fries in her hands. Her name was Beelzebub, she was the fifth deadly sin of gluttony. Her bright golden eyes stared at the man who laid on the couch “ Gosh, haven't you slept enough ” she said.

I stated before looking at Cyrus. "Most of you were a dead give away including you, I mean who would look at someone as proud as you did when you saw my eating capabilities" I said a small laugh escaping my lips. "Mässäily" I whisper causing his head to shoot back up his eyes swirling an orange shade again "the name of the demon known as gluttony" I stated matter of factly. "Known as a never ending craving, never able to be satisfied, it can be in multiple ways such as lust and greedy but it's known to fall more under food as a way of coping" I stated.

Of course he did. She peeled back the wax seal. Inside was a single black page, etched in silver ink. No letterhead. No signature. Just ten simple lines: THE TEN SINFUL COMMANDMENTS 1. Never deny your deepest desires. 2. Pleasure is power—wield it ruthlessly. 3. Trust is earned through surrender. 4. Speak only truth—unless a lie is sexier. 5. Pain is a gift. Accept it. 6. Loyalty belongs to the one who ruins you.

Barred from trains and planes, he was unable to find work. They said he’d tried to end his life, failed, and became homeless, living in corners of the city. He now existed only as a shadow in the city, unnoticed and forgotten. No one remembered he used to be a boss or how arrogant and calculating he was. I watched the direction he had disappeared into. For the first time, my last trace of emotion was gone. I realized that not all evildoers meet karmic justice. More often, they weave their own cocoon of ruin. Step by step, their greed, selfishness, ingratitude, and betrayal drive them to the edge.