Nine Satanic Sins Novels & Stories

Liam was, without a doubt, a different level of fucked up. “‘Everyone comes naked from their mother’s womb.’ That phrase is straight out of the Bible, Hilary. When people—even you and me—came into this world, we were immaculate and uninhibited. But as mere human beings, we are also weak and curious. These things are etched in our nature. And the moment we enter this worldly realm, we give in to the false trappings and disassociate ourselves from our original essence. We sin. There are thousands and thousands of ways that we sin, but the most destructive and root of it all that impedes us from our spiritual progress are the seven deadly ones.”

That flicker of something I’d spent years trying to kill. Hope. A foolish, dangerous thing. The conversation outside went on for a while — murmurs, footsteps, orders. I couldn’t make out the words anymore, but I caught the tone: control wrapped in exhaustion. Nicholas was unraveling, even if he didn’t want anyone to see it. He’d built an empire out of silence and precision. But now, the cracks were showing. Maybe that was why he couldn’t let me go. Because I was the one sin he couldn’t cleanly erase.

In the darkness, she promised herself that she was going to make him regret ever taking her. Serena had spent hours in the dark, her wrists were aching and her mind was racing. She replayed everything she knew about Lucian Moretti. She had heard he was Ruthless and Calculating but most of all, Dangerous. He wasn’t just another enemy in her father’s long list of rivals, he was the kind of man who didn’t play fair.

"You really think the worse of me, don't you?" Roxanne opened her mouth to answer but paused. It was not that she thought the worse of him, if she were to describe him in three words, those words would be; Handsome, Jerk, self centered. Simple and plain as she knew it. However, if she were to describe him in five, she would list a few more, such as; Ignorant, insufferable, conceited, pervert. Roxanne shook her head, denying her thoughts. Now wasn't the time to paint her sex partner black in her mind, in fact now wasn't the time for any of this!

*Snow POV* I pulled up my drawstring bag, looking at the notice board. Nikky, Tasha and Bella, The three witches' photos and full names were boldly pasted on it, along with the notice of their expulsion. I didn't mean to sound evil, but they got what they deserved: seducing coaches and blackmailing them, bullying people to join their stupid girl cult, and their circle of madness.

Two hours is more than enough to remove this irritated being from the world. "Your majesty, what have I done, I have successfully moved victims to you to kill," he says with no remorse. "You know that makes it four sins in a role," she tells him. "The first for being wicked when I and my father are the only ones to be wicked," "The second is coming here and not succumbing to my might," "The third is taking without permission and lastly the fourth is coming here to think you have a way out," she explained. "Now you see, your last victim had his name Jack," she tells him. "Oh like Jack the dog," he cuts in irritating her.

he haughtily said. “Demon King of Greed is the highest of them all among the nine higher-ranking devils,” Mammon suddenly segued in my mind. “Well, Greed is the mother of all evil. It is the origin of sins. Greed gave birth to lust, gluttony, anger and other deadly sins. Therefore, it is the most powerful curse in the demon realm. However, Lucreo doesn’t have that curse. Even though I was dethroned from being a demon king, the curse still chose me as its user,” he added.

He smirked before opening the baby oil, pouring a slick amount onto my stomach and pussy. Just as the oil made contact with my skin, I felt a shiver run through my spine and a knotted guilt formed in my chest as I recalled how bad what I was about to do seemed. The oil was warm, but the guilt burned hotter. “Besides, I have a boyfriend at home.” I mused within myself as my conscience began to judge me.

I’ve had it. I draw the dagger back from the shadows and start to play with it in my hands while keeping my eyes on his face. I’m pretty sure that he got my silent message because he finally started to talk seriously again. “The seven princes are the avatars of the seven sins. Lucifer, the eldest, is the avatar of Pride. Mammon, the second, is the avatar of Greed. Third child, Leviathan, avatar of greed. Satan, the fourth, is wrath. Asmodeus, the fifth, is lust. Beelzebub, the sixth, gluttony. And last but not the least, Belphegor, the avatar of sloth.”

“No, dad.” Tilting his head in front of her as if he was trying to solve a puzzle, he replied. “Then are you feeling what humans mostly feel? The sin of sloth, are you perhaps feeling bored?” Is getting bored a sin? Reading her mind, he fed her curiosity. “Yes. The sin of sloth will lead to the sin of gluttony and the sin of greed, and the cycle goes on. That is one of the roots of depravity in the human world, which demons feast on daily. I can turn Gukasho into a toy for you if you are bored.”