Nine Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

The other men was shouting something but she couldn’t hear anything. Her hand felt weak that she couldn't even lift it up. She faintly saw how Dye's expression darkened and a creaking sound made all the men stopped. There were cracks everywhere as if the air broke into thousand of pieces while Dye's blood painted his knuckles. “Damn it!” She heard a silent cursed and when she looked at the man's side profile, she realized something. Yes! He was one of the seven deadly sins. Jack the sin of lust. One of the king's in the Cabrine city. But, why did he harmed her? As far as she remembered, the seven of them were the closest friends, so why would he hurt her?

I quizzed with a quirked brow. "Yes, I realize that. Every being experiences at least one of those sins in a lifetime but you have light energy in you to give you better judgment. It should be easier to not commit all seven the way most of my kind do," he informed which got me thinking. If lust was one of the seven deadly sins and most dark angels experienced it, didn't that mean that they had pointless sex? If they weren't careful, wouldn't that mean there were more hybrids like me or half-bloods like Alina?

Waylon said with a frown. Dante chuckled, “Baby, don’t believe that bullshit. If you want to put reincarnation into perspective, although the sins are not dead, it would be an inheritance through chance like, for instance; Wrath is the strongest, but none of his kids would inherit the sin of Wrath and maybe Grayson or Jasper’s child would or a rogue in the wild. One way you can identify a potential Sin is in the way they act. I am always lazy but sometimes there could be no sign. Our little bae might inherit Valentino’s sin of Envy, but he found us as a substitute for parents and is happy.” Waylon was so glad Dante was done talking. Shaking his head he said, “Honey talk to much.”

The girl scoffed and smoothly leaped onto the counter, crossing her perfect long slim legs. "Hades will shackle you in the deepest part of Tartarus if your indulgence ruins his plans",the girl who was called Lilith snarled at him and grabbed the glass of blood he held. Her eyes were filled with displeasure as she watched the devil beside her. Laziness was really a sin and she was having a hard time keeping up with Belphegor. He was a sloth after all. Belphegor, one of the seven deadly sins on Tartarus that had been banished by Riven centuries ago, looked up at Lilith and smirked lazily.

"You're so innocent. No, he does eat normal food. But his soul feeds off lust that beings feel. It fills him in a different way. All brothers have it with their own sin. King Mammon is the demon of Greed. He has an intense desire to possess wealth and goods and pursuit of wealth, status and power. King Leviathan is the demon of Envy. He desires everything that other being have. Their traits, status, abilities, situations and possessions. Be careful around the brothers. There are 7 sins in total. I will explain them all to you in time." I nodded to her. Interesting. I mean, rather difficult family, but who was I to judge?

What sin had I committed? ***

After Fennel finished speaking, Philip thought silently for a while and asked, “Is there any way to make him lose his reputation or even get disqualified as a candidate for the chief god election?” Fennel frowned, thought for a moment, and said, “From the looks of it, Leo must commit an unforgivable sin in the sacred city before he can be stripped of his status as a candidate for the chief god.” “An unforgivable sin?” Philip asked. Fennel nodded and said, “There are three unforgivable sins. First, cause a war in the sacred city. Because the people of the sacred city are peace lovers, once a war is invoked in the sacred city, he’ll definitely become the public enemy of everyone. Second, kill

“While I can still feel the truth driving into me.” His breath hitched, and for a flicker of a second—he was vulnerable. Real. “She wanted more than me,” he said hoarsely. “She wanted my power. She thought if she seduced it out of me, she could control it. Rule beside me.” Lydia swallowed hard. “And?” “She used the Seventh Sin without understanding it. She called on what lives below this house. It nearly killed us both.” “What is the Seventh Sin?” He brushed her hair from her face. “It’s not just power, Lydia. It’s addiction. Once you touch it, you crave it. You beg for it. You lose yourself in it.”

But the world she tried so desperately to ignore had finally reached out and dragged her into its jaws. The underground ballroom beneath the ruined opera house thrummed with dark elegance. Massive chandeliers dripped crystals like frozen tears over tables draped in black velvet. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey, expensive cigars, and the metallic tang of barely concealed violence. This was the Syndicate Auction — an annual gathering where the criminal elite settled scores, forged alliances, and traded lives as casually as stocks. Politicians, mob bosses, arms dealers, and tech overlords mingled here under a fragile truce. One wrong word could spark a war. One high bid could c