Quotes About The 7 Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

she whispered the last part like it was a secret. “You mean…” “Yes, every girl knows what great honour it means to grace their bed,” she said, turning back to her friends as they shrilled in excitement. Did I just hear her right? Did they seriously get into the bus all in the hopes of getting into his pants? Delusion was the worst drug to ever be felt. My pulse thrummed as we neared the gate, in a few minutes, I would be standing in front of the deadliest man alive, plotting his death, and he would have no way of knowing how it had happened.

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.

"Uh, indeed, they will not promote. However, it happens habitually. Consider it… young people living respectively who are very horny. How should that not happen? Moreover, think about the alluring stepmothers as a whole. We're similar to pregnant canines” “It shouldn't work out,” Robert stated. “So!” Derek expressed, “There are a ton of things that shouldn't work out. What difference would it make? We shouldn't do it until we get hitched, yet we begin getting boo at regular intervals at twelve. Who owned that misguided idea?” “All in all, we shouldn't stress over anything and simply do anything we desire, similar to canines as said?? Huh?”. Robert expressed. “I didn't express that. We are sa

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

Damian chuckled, "If I'm taking you somewhere quiet and dark, it's not to murder you." The innuendo didn't go unnoticed. I wanted him to do that, and for a second time that evening, I could feel my self-control starting to lack. I urged myself to stop being a horny little bitch, but how could I control my urges when Damian looked the way he did? Smelled the way he did? Talked the way he did? What the fuck was wrong with me? I closed my mouth, choosing not to say anything because I was afraid I'd tell him to fuck me right there.

The bar was called Black Velvet & Lace. Nothing about it was soft, nor elegant. It was dark, loud in the quietest way, and unapologetically indecent. The kind of place your husband would condemn in a sermon—then visit on a business trip with someone who wasn’t his wife. The walls were black brick. The mirrors were stained with fingerprints. The booths looked like confessionals for sins you didn’t want forgiven. Eden had passed it a hundred times before. Always in passing. Always in judgment.

“What? It's not like I'm wrong! You are always grumpy!” “... Is he always like this?” “You really don't know anything about us kiddo?” “All I need to know is the fact that the seven of you fell from Heaven and became the rulers of Hell and capital sins.” “And do you know who is who?” “Does it really matter?” “You- never mind. We'll enlighten you.” “Beelzebub, capital sin Greed.” “A pleasure to meet you, again.” “Thanks?”

Charlie retorted coldly, “Spencer Fox, you have committed at least five deadly sins! Arrogance is only one of them. Do you know what the other four are?” Spencer said in a terrified manner, “Mr. Wade, I am an honest and practical person who does my duty in a down-to-earth manner. It is true that I am arrogant because of my high position, but how can there be seven deadly sins to speak of...?” Charlie said coldly, “You think too highly of yourself, and you look down on everyone else. This is arrogance!” Spencer hurriedly nodded repeatedly as he said, “Yes, yes... Mr. Wade, you’re right!”

You are allowed to feel deeply without having everything figured out. Welcome to the world of Irresistible Sin. I hope you find something honest here. I hope you find something human. And most of all, I hope you feel welcome. With gratitude, Anne Author

The doors behind them slammed shut with a deafening boom. Everyone jumped. “What the fuck?” Damien shouted, running back to the doors. He pulled hard, but they wouldn’t budge. The windows sealed themselves with a grinding sound, metal shutters sliding down from nowhere. Panic rippled through the group. Then a deep, ancient voice echoed through the entire mansion, smooth and terrifying, coming from everywhere and nowhere at once. “Welcome, little sinners… to The House That Feeds On Sin.” The voice paused, letting the words sink in.