Kissmanga Seven Deadly Sins นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Sins?" "Yeah. You haven't realized yet? The daemons who escaped tartarus are the embodiments of pride, greed, sloth, lust, wrath, gluttony, and envy,” he answered as he took his jacket. “The seven deadly sins," he continued as he shut the door behind him.

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

"I, Seven Killings, am truly honored that you know a Bloodied Fiend Sect nobody like me, Brother Xiao." "S-Seven Killings!" The others were stunned to learn that the man in red was Seven Killings, the Bloodied Fiend Sect powerhouse that had been gaining infamy in recent months. The disciples from the Order of the Divine Fire exchanged looks, all looking as pale as ash. They were destined to die today, but even so, they wished Xiao Chen would do the killing. That way, their corpses would at least be intact. "Is that so…" Xiao Chen finally turned around and their eyes once again met. Seven Killings stopped smiling and slowly closed his folding fan.

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

“Sloth, lust, greed, envy, blah blah blah. When did you get religious, Ace?” Taking a deep breath, I ignore my girlfriend and pull out a deck of cards. “Here’s the game.” I pull out seven cards from the deck. “I’ve written the name of the seven deadly sins on the face cards.” Holding them up I show them the cards, each one with a sin scrawled on the top in red sharpie. “I’ll shuffle them and place a card at each spot. No peeking. We all flip our cards at the same time.”

“Keep your head up, Zima. Has anyone ever told you how their first mate died?” I paused, lowering the cup slowly. “How did she die? And why was she killed? No one has ever told me that.” Sophie leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that felt cold against my ear. “Because…” She glanced around, making sure no one was close enough to hear. “Damon stabbed her. Multiple times. All because he could not have her, and he did not want his brother to have her either.” She straightened her back, clearing her throat as if the story weighed heavily on her chest.

Sienna I felt the ground beneath me shift as I saw a figure clad in black leap onto Lucian from behind, wielding a bat. However, Lucian had grown up in an environment full of backstabbers, so he wasn’t fazed when he heard my warning. Instead, he turned and grabbed the bat before it could hit him—at a speed that was nearly inhuman. His icy blue eyes were now frosty with rage, the storm within them brewing to its peak. Anyone would shiver under that gaze. Instinctively, I touched my belly as I backed up, watching Lucian lunge at the attacker. A sickening crack echoed through the space, and the man collapsed, motionless.

She looked up at me with wide, scared eyes, like she wanted me to make everything go away. But how could I? She was shaking in my arms. And honestly… so was I. The floor suddenly shook. The air went icy cold. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. Prince Lucien Devereux. He looked wrong—like he wasn’t meant to be here. His black hair hung over his pale face. His lips were dark with blood. And he was smiling. A slow, cruel smile. Like this was all some sick game to him. His brother, Elias, stood beside him. Quiet. Waiting. Like he was watching a show.

Zeke took charge, fucking her throat with an onslaught that had her gagging and choking, his hands controlling her head like a toy. Imelda, not one to be idle, prodded Tamar's asshole with her fingers, starting with one and curling it inside before adding a second and third, fucking her with them until she was slick. Satisfied, Imelda pulled out of Damien's mouth and lined herself up against Tamar's entrance, easing in slowly. Tamar stilled from the pain, but Zeke thrust his cock down her throat, forcing her to press back against Imelda and moan around him. Zeke signaled for Damien to come closer, and they kissed fiercely, Zeke's hand wrapping around Damien's cock and pumping it roughly, the