King 7 Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Her mere touch unleashed that deadly sinner who was prevailing inside him, who knew no edges of morality and gentleness because all he knew was committing sins with everyone and everything. Their bodies aggressive got brushed against each other and Aniya neither tried to stop him nor she tried to stop her own self because she knew what would be the aftermaths of stopping him or her own self at this point and she was not ready to face those aftermaths at all, so she did what he was demanding her to do…her complete submission in front of him and she did submit her entire body to him.

Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her. The children, on the other hand, were given titles before their eradication based on their evil deeds in the war. The eldest son was Satan of wrath, the second oldest was Lucifer of pride, Beelzebub signifying gluttony, Leviathan of envy, Mammon identifying greed, Asmodeus of lust, and Belphegor of sloth. Without hesitation, they were erased and remembered as the greatest evil. As went on, hell began to plague the human world with demons of all kinds.

“What are you scared of, Kovan?” I inquired and stepped closer to him. We have been awake for hours and he wouldn’t even touch me or look me in the eye. The healers are expected to show up any minute from now yet I still haven’t opened up to my mate. I still haven’t freed my mind of the guilt I carried after realizing that I could have killed him for a crime he didn’t commit. He didn’t have a single sin against me. If anything, I was his Sin. I was the Lycan King’s Sin. A hot sin he picked up from a pub and got addicted to.

A baby wailed somewhere far down the hallway. The sound crawled under my skin, digging like claws. Every noise reminded me that Wakeem could find me. Wakeem the King. That was what they called him in the streets—like he was some kind of twisted royalty. And I suppose that he was. He ruled with fear, with money, with drugs. People said his men never missed, that once you were marked by him, your days were already counted. And me? I was foolish enough to steal from him. Not money, not even cash I could’ve stashed and disappeared with. No, I stole his product. His lifeline. His empire’s blood.

Libby POV I was alone, I was an orphan. Not only had my Mother died but now my Father…the culprit, the one that killed him standing before me acting as if he did nothing wrong. “I don’t know who you think you are but you aren’t God.” Her certainly acts as if he is. “No, but I am the King so you fucking better like it if you wish to remain here with my family.” His frame was trying to intimidate me, trying to make me submit but I managed to sneak a tablet in…my human side overpowers my wolf side once more.

the terrifying adrenaline began to morph into a dark, dangerous resolve. I was heading straight into the dragon's den. The Moretti pack was the most ruthless, bloodthirsty syndicate in the entire New York underground, and their Alpha King, Dante Moretti, was a monster feared by everyone, including Julian’s father. He was a cold-blooded killer. But he was also the only man powerful enough to shield me from the wolves outside these doors. Ding. The elevator doors slid open, and the bright, glittering luxury of the Vance Gala vanished, replaced by a dimly lit, suffocatingly tense environment.

Now I knew the truth: I was currency. “Papa, please,” I whispered, voice cracking. “You can’t do this.” My father wouldn’t meet my gaze. “It’s the only way, Sera. The Calderón cartel owns us. This marriage… it clears everything.” The heavy doors opened. He entered like the devil himself had been summoned. Azrael Calderón. The Cartel King.

My voice shook, and my hands trembled in my lap. He sneered. “Do you think I chose you because of affection?” His words stung. “You are so worthless that even the strongest thing about you is useless to your own body.” He snarled before I could respond, making me flinch in my seat. “Your blood is what he needs. The Alpha King is dying. Kaven is the rightful heir to the throne, and if he does not recover soon, he will lose it. And all my effort to make Selene queen will be wasted.”

Those words sliced the king’s heart into pieces, the king felt his breath leave him. Atlas continued quietly, “I’ve tried.” “Father, I’ve tried for years. There’s nothing there.” “I’ve hoped it would change.” His voice cracked slightly. “But it hasn’t.” Then Atlas said the one thing the king feared most. “I don’t want to live a lie.” King Aaron stood up with his heart pounding. “This will destroy everything,” he whispered. Atlas’s eyes softened.

There were some that even proclaimed; how weak the seven were that they choose to rule hand in hand, if it where them they would have ruled the underworld alone and unchallenged. But the funny part was that many of those hot blooded talents didn't even manage to live long as just as they shine for a moment they were either openly killed or assassinated by the veterans mafias that experienced the era of the seven sins as they are still fearful and making sure that another such era never appear again. They don't dare confront the seven brothers but it does not mean they can't take care of weaker threats before they could grow.