Novel & Cerita Merlin From Seven Deadly Sins

"HA HA HA HA! Is this it? Is this my destiny? After everything I've went through, after everything I sacrificed, is this the end? Is this the karma for all the people that I've murdered? Is this the end of my journey you ******* Gods! Even if I die here, even if need to exchange my soul to the devil, I will still avenge my people . I will kill Merlin and the rest of the Kingdom!" The maiden was shocked after she heard the name Merlin. It was a name familiar to her, a name that is important for her, a name that is very important for her revenge. Merlin is actually related to Morgana the traitor of humanity. Morgana was originally the Sage of the Kingdom of Alvarez, she is Merlin's sister. But

"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.

I stared at him, searching his face for the man who had held me in the dark, the man who had promised to protect me from the very wolves he was now leading to my door. ​"You really believe I did it," I said, a tear finally escaping and cutting a warm trail down my cold cheek. "After everything... you think I sold you out." ​Lucian’s jaw tightened, a tiny muscle twitching beneath his skin. For a fraction of a second, something fractured in his cold expression, a glimpse of raw, agony, before he buried it back under his stone mask. ​"The IP address was yours, Seraphina," he said quietly. "The signature on the transfer order was yours. I gave you my heart, and you gave my father the weapon he n

She could feel it—a gnawing darkness in her veins, an ancient, unrelenting force that was so much more than the gift she had imagined it to be. Her pulse raced, the pulse of the Heart echoing in her chest. It was all-consuming. Her breath came in ragged gasps as the power roared within her, threatening to spill out uncontrollably. She could see the soldiers stumbling, retreating into the shadows, but the flickering images before her—the rebels, Cassian—were starting to fade, blurring as the magic pulled at her, like a deep, black abyss. "Stop!" Cassian’s voice cut through the haze, but it sounded distant, muffled, as if coming from miles away.

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

Arthur's POV They call me a man with a heart of stone, a soul stained black by the world I command. I have never known pity. I have never understood the concept of mercy. To me, people are either assets or obstacles, and I have spent my life removing the latter. But fate is a twisted poet, and it chose a Tuesday night to test the limits of my coldness.

"Astro has agreed to help me, and I'm convincing Hale next." "You want me to work with you, I assume," Sinful muses, dipping his head back to look at the night sky, the stars glittering wonderfully. "Too bad Hale hates me, and would rather rip my throat out then do what is best for this family." I shiver, despite the warm water that envelops me. I’m assuming Hale is a Sin, one who I have never heard of before. If he is even half as terrifying as Sinful and Cian, then I’m not sure I want to meet him, even if the more powerful immortals we have on our side, the better chance we have against Stace.

And thankfully, till now she has no idea of it, otherwise, I won’t be able to make her stay with me until the wedding. If she knew how powerful she is now, I would be in big trouble, but thankfully my naive Ella has no idea about it at all. I smirked evilly, thinking about my future wife’s innocence when one of the demons nudged me, slightly annoying me. “So, you’re truly in love with that human woman..” He said while looking at me. He is from hell, a slave soul. The dark lord would order him to go and bring people’s souls and he has to oblige all the commands given by the dark lords.

Ha ha! "You...you are...not good. You broke up with me. I hate you!" I say so he thinks that I am dreaming and cursing Darin but that is not the case. Devin, a.k.a, devil will be the one whom I will ever curse to die and rot in hell.

My head couldn't make any sense. "H-How? No, no, no. He isn't dead. No, he is not. Oh, no!" I fell into denial hysteria. Nikola cracked his neck as he rolled his eyes over, "Well, it's done. And If you still can't believe it then let me make it easy for you..." The intensity of his eyes ripped through my heart, "Blueberry, hear me out, I could, I can and I will kill every person that will try to come between three of us even it it means to kill your soul. You are chosen for it. Nothing can stop me, the proof’s right behind me,” He pointed out his thumb. My eyes glanced behind him, the two left bodyguards signalled me to stay quiet and keep him engaged as they picked up the fireplace's spade.