Leviathan Seven Mortal Sins Novels & Stories

“That’s why he’s hunting the Alpha’s son the one who ran.” A chill coursed down my spine. “We can’t let him get it. If he does…” “He’ll complete the cycle,” Zevarion said grimly. “And once he absorbs the seventy-seventh Heartstone, the balance between the mortal and divine realms will collapse. His demon legions will rise without limit.” My heart pounded in my ears. “Then this is when the gods need to step in! He’s not even using the prince’s soul anymore, right? He abandoned it.”

Lev hasn’t spoken through dinner, and looks awfully dejected. Lev pulls the covers up, slumping in his pillow. "He's the reason we are in this situation." "If you're going to be mad at anyone, be mad at me." "I could never be mad at you, Amolet.” He turns his head to look at me, light brows furrowing. Other than these past two nights, Lev and I haven’t shared a bed before, although thankfully I’ve been too tired to address the tension. "I just don't want you to be seduced by an Immortal. You're mortal...I mean, not only is he going to out live you, but he's a Sin, which means he's going to want to-"

Guilt weighed me down, and I couldn't drag my legs to the estate to see them. I knew my parents were alive and well. I intended to keep it that way – three, six, ten years from now. I got to work immediately. Now, I crossed the room wearing a simple cotton gown. "Let's see" I mumbled, bending a bit to pick up the files. I skimmed through them quietly, my eyes drinking in the content. The Sins were seven, but only six were documented. I knew of Roderick Blackstone, Sin of Greed, Fabio Rabbia, Sin of Wrath.

You cannot summon yourself, nor refuse the call once chosen. [ 2. There will always be seven participants. When one perishes, another shall take their place. ] [ 3. There are seven trials, each one representing a Sin. Lust, Gluttony, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, and Pride. Each Trial lasts one month in the realm that embodies it. ] [ 4. The goal is simple: Survive. There is no timer, no task, only survival. Yet the world itself will test the nature of your soul. ]

He stared at me deeply, but not with disgust, rather concern. He pulled me in for a hug without saying anything. After a while, he pulled out. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked, holding my hands. “I guess.” I managed. I never thought I would tell anyone about this, but with Arson? I felt safe. “He said it’s the only way for me to stay away from sin. He said We must destroy sin and every sinful engagement. I get whipped each time I disobey him. He is the major reason why I am alive.” I waited for him to say something, but he just kept on looking at me, waiting for me to finish.

I stared at him, my heart turning to stone. Not a single person in this room had a shred of decency. I had completely underestimated Luca. In the three years I’d known him, he’d played the role of the steady, reliable heir perfectly. He always told me he loathed betrayal. Turns out, he was just a hell of a liar. I looked up, my eyes raw as I met his gaze. Seeing the sudden coldness in my expression, he faltered. "Angelina? You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

"That she's supposed to be your second choice forever?" "I didn't—" "You didn't?" Maya cut him off. "Seven times, Corbin. You cast her aside seven times! For the same she-wolf, every single time!" Corbin's fists clenched. "I was protecting Liana—" "Protecting her?" Maya's voice went shrill. "Then who protected Astrid? Who stopped her from becoming the joke of the entire territory?" "I'll make it up to her!" "With what? Another temporary acceptance ceremony?" Maya shook her head. "She's tired, Corbin. She's tired of your games."

"I'm the future Luna of Seven in one pack and I will do something. If I can't do it all right now, I will do it for you later" I assured him and he sighed. "My mum was innocent, she was just a victim. She was battered, and killed. She was just an innocent Lycan but her death made every one of us go mad but we were killed. But of course, not with their physical powers or wolves but with their supernatural witch powers possessed by the so-called moon messenger." Seven explained bitterly, swallowing hard as his Adam apples bobbed up and down. "I want to avenge my mother, Tahira and if you fail me, I will try and die instead to get myself out of here and watch your whole generation perish.

The ritual bowl at her feet pulsed gently, reminiscent of a heartbeat. The blood within no longer flowed like a liquid. It was beginning to stir. She murmured the ancient words, from a tongue older than any scripture, and the blood began to take shape—first a circle, then the mark of flame. A name ignited in her mind. Adrianna. The final soul. The daughter of Giovanni Moretti.

He could do it again and permanently this time. "You said you two were friends. So why the fuck would you want to absorb him?" I asked, not like his answer would do much to make me understand. Nothing could make me understand him killing Cyrus. "Don't you sometimes wish to be your friend?" his cheerful tone threw me off. He was psychotic to say the least. "To have that power… the seven deadly sins are considered gods in hell. Every human possesses at least three. I want the respect that comes with the title and the power they effortlessly feed on."