Howzer Sister Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

"I want three days. Give me everything on Blue Moon—their illegal suppressants, the back-alley surgeries, and exactly how they've been draining the pockets of the poor through medical fraud. I want them to spit out every cent they've stolen, along with a side of blood. As for that accomplice from the Glen Pack... do whatever you want with them." "Got it!" Seven nodded enthusiastically. He tucked an ultra-thin laptop under his arm and vanished into the LA night like a ghost. Nobody would have guessed that this kid was "7"—the genius hacker who had brought the global banking system to its knees three years ago. Seven had always carried a look of natural aggression. Because he'd experienced an

Bob’s tone was sarcastic. Lex looked up, “I have – what have you got on Hades’ sons?” Bob produced a folded piece of printed A4 paper and handed it to Lex who snatched it hungrily. He folded it impatiently. “According to G****e, Hades, who is also known as the god of the underworld had three children, Zagerus, Macaria, and Melinoe. The first is a boy while Macaria and Melinoe are girls. Now if you’d ask me, I think this information is irrelevant. Nothing concerns Greek mythology with Nigerian homicidal maniacs.”

They would not rest until they had brought the Supreme God Destroyer to justice and ensured the safety of the world. Amidst the moonlit expanse of a desolate forest, seven imposing figures, their hulking forms cloaked in the shadows, stood triumphant, their laughter echoing through the silent trees. These were the Seven Werewolf Supreme God Destroyers, an elite group of rouges known for their unmatched power and cunning.

If my tiredness vanishes after this song, then I might include it before we wrap everything up in this karaoke session. "Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine. Suddenly, I'm a fiend and you're all I need. All I need. Yeah, you're all I need. It's you, babe. And I'm a sucker for the way that you move, babe. And I could try to run, but it would be useless. You're to blame. Just one hit of you, I knew I'll never be the same."

He pulled away and giggled, then he rubbed an icy finger over her lips, "You remind me of my Zoey?" Hazel's eyes shot open, "Zoey! As in Zander's sister Zoey?" Dimitri shook his head. "So you're the vampire that killed her, you bastard!" Hazel started to throw punches. As soon as her fist met the vampire's face, her wrist shattered. "Motherfucker!" She screamed out.

It had been covered in dried blood for years. Blood from several sisters killed, mostly by me. I knelt down, shakily raising my hands to the view. I could see numerous flashbacks of them being dirty, covered in blood and tears. -Seventh B-Corfin, thirty-fourth daughter of Corfin. The prodigal with resplendent deadly potential. - I looked to the side seeing the big shadow that follows everyone from here - Say Alison, say. I can analyze your progress and regret to know what I should do with you. - I was silent, trembling, feeling my body being possessed by fear - That - He raises his index finger hearing bangs - It's your work and that of your friend, isn't it? (...) Won't you say anything?

The woman she had seen over Kya's body earlier had driven a dagger straight through Thanatou's back. "Mother?" Thanatou gritted, tossing Alaris to the ground and turning to his newfound enemy. "How dare you?! You killed her? She was your sister, my daughter!" Thanatou pulled out the dagger etched into his shoulder, as muttering filled the air. He tossed the small blade to the ground, like it was a pesky annoyance, and the red river above quaked with thunder and lightning. "She died a traitor and you shall die the same!" Another battle was about to erupt, but this time, the Thanis took sides.

She was my kryptonite after all. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the files scattered across my desk. Numbers, spreadsheets, emails—they all blurred together after hours of staring. We were a family of control freaks, yet somehow, we’d let a viper like Alaric slither right into our home. And Dad? He either couldn't see the snake in his brother's skin or he’d decided to keep it as a pet. Either way, I knew he was going to bite us. I was sure of that, even though Dad couldn't see the truth with his eyes.

Her thumb was hovering over the trigger. "Let her go, Arthur!" Seven’s voice was high and thin. "I’ll blow the manifold! I’ll drown us all in this serum!" Arthur didn't even turn around. "You’ve always been a mediocre asset, Seven. You think a thermal charge can damage the Root? This room is shielded against nuclear force. But please, press the button. I’d love to see if you have the courage to die for a woman who was never your friend." Seven’s hands trembled. She looked at Maya, then at the pulsating walls. Her thumb slipped.

And what I saw shattered me. The Seven weren’t born evil. They were made monsters by the same power we were using now. They gave us fire and when we turned that gift into cages and weapons, when we feared what we couldn’t control… We burned them. A memory hit me. It was a battlefield, ash falling like snow. A woman, radiant, golden-skinned, burning at the seams, reaching out as a sword plunged into her heart. “I gave you flame to warm you,” she said, “not to worship me, not to fear me.”