Romans & histoires How Tall Is Diane From Seven Deadly Sins

They didn’t want her final journey and goodbye on this wicked world to be publicized for everyone to see. Alexander eyed Romeo from across the grave yard and felt his heart go out for him and the woman standing beside him in shades. The woman was dressed in all black, her face was flushed and swallow but her hands were fisted tightly on the handkerchief she was holding and she watched the casket a few inches from her face. The woman was Diane, the mother of Charlotte, the reason why everyone knew the story of Charlotte Pint and how she dead. Romeo had to clench his teeth hard together and held tightly unto Diane when they were slowly descending the casket into the grave. Diane was inconsolab

“It wasn’t her fault. I saw it—Lisa was the one who—” “Silence, Diane!” Lady Sinclair’s voice cracked like a whip, slicing the air with authority. “Don’t meddle in what doesn’t concern you. This is about respect.” Diane flinched, her courage fading under the weight of Lady Sinclair’s glare. Lisa smirked, her lips curving in satisfaction. She raised her chin, feeding on the power she held. Slowly, with exaggerated elegance, she lifted her hand high, her palm poised and ready to strike me across the face.

She looked at him and whispered, “I’m ready.” He studied her for a moment. “You sure you won’t regret it?” "No. I want this." She replied, with certainty. Then, she leaned down and gave Julius a quick peck on the cheek "If I pull this off, the coming nights will be wild..." "I'm counting on that." Julius grinned. The next night, Diane wore dark clothes and moved fast but carefully. She kept her head down, avoiding streetlights and staying in the shadows. She knew the route—Julius had described it clearly and she was smart enough to grab it faster.

The concrete failed me, puncturing deep and forcing out its content enough to make a loud bang. “Lady Samantha!” My eyes widened as Diane groaned on the floor. She couldn’t move, all limbs immobile, lips bursting with blood flowing out like a pipeline of water. “She’s crazy!” I could hear her soft and silent footsteps as she grumbled towards her bed. She didn’t have much stats, nor did she have a wolf to give her strength and regeneration. How could she have defeated two high-ranking Omegas who were going to be promoted after the next battle as assassins?

Chapter twenty five Diane came out of the limousine, dressed in a black kneel length strapless gown with a pair of nude pencil heels and a pair of diamond earrings. Dario offered her his hand which she gladly accepted and they walked inside This is her first time of being to a high class party like this, so she was scared, more like terrified. She wondered if she would trip with all the people staring at her and if she would be able to make decent conversation with anyone, she wished she had asked Elena to accompany her.

Just then, I spotted Levi walk in with his friends behind him. They all strolled over to the front table and sat down. Levi looked back at me. I smiled softly. “Oh my goodness, today is about to be a movie,” Diana said, fixing her eyes on his entrance. I stared right in the direction she was staring and watched a strange girl whom I had never seen strutting it. She was slim and about six feet tall and had long ginger hair with brown eyes, she looked just like a model. All eyes were fixed on her as she walked.

And now she also had some extra motivation, for it wasn't just Jason anymore whom she wanted to impress with her stunning physique. "Mmm, not bad," she said, admiring herself in the mirror before putting on her sports bra and leggings. "Bet I'm hotter than all those high school sluts anyway..." And she would win that bet easily. Standing at a statuesque 5'10", Diane Hartman was truly a marvel to behold. Every inch of her body was toned to perfection, with just enough sleek muscle to give her a tight and fit look, but without going in any way overboard. Her incredible, perky ass stuck out inches behind her back, and the luscious cheeks were unbelievable in their firmness. Below, they gave way

( a mysterious dark mirror floating in mid air with smoke emitting from its sides, a dark figure with only red menacing eyes visible sits on a throne with skulls and bones is seen on the other side of the mirror) THE DARK FIGURE : Hmm, it would seem the plan is coming together nicely, alright then I’ll be with you shortly ( with a menacing voice) THE DEMON GENERAL #2 : We shall await your arrival, my lord… ( the dark mirror disperses). Diane is seen cutting down a demon with a blade made of ice, she cuts through a fireball launched at her and rushes towards her assailant, more demons come in before her to block her path but she is relentless She blocks a scythe from one of them and kicks awa

Diana was beautiful, zero. Shekinah wasn't bad, zero. Zero! All damn zeros!

Diane nudged at her. "I'm...I see so many....so many deaths. So many hangings, so many lyings, so many betrayals, so many backstabbing. Diane, I can't - I can't breathe." With that, darkness covered her vision and she slumped on the stairs.