Quotes About The Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

"You must be familiar with the book of Proverbs then. There's a couple of verses there that I know like the back of my palm. They're like my everyday maxim. "There the Lord told us that there are six things he hates and seven are an abomination unto him; a proud look, a lying tongue, hands that shed innocent blood, a heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief, a false witness that speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren.

I sighed in my head because she had started her usual boring sermon again. "Always keep in mind that you are a great child; avoid bad companies and bad influencers; and don't fall into the trap of peer pressure. Is that understandable?" She demanded. "Yes, ma," I sneered with a dramatic salute, and I received a short smile from her. "Lastly, say no to casual sex or any form of sinful relationship; you don't need it now. This is the time to focus and go get your certificate in order to aim higher in your career. No going to illegal parties or indecent dressing! And always read your Bible and attend church. I hope we are clear." She launched out, and I nodded.

He pushed him on the ground making him fall on his back, in a swift, he placed his dark polished shoes on his chest pressing him tightly on the floor while Matteo groaned. "I'm........!" Matteo wanted to say when Lucifer pressed his chest harder. He can't say sorry cause Lucifer hates that word, anyone who mistakenly says it get murdered instantly. "Spare.....me!" He pleaded as he coughed out blood. "Spare!" Lucifer repeatedly, his expression motionless. He bents towards Matteo using his pistol to play with his head. "I don't spare lives, I take lives!" He whispered and Matteo shivered more. Lucifer stood up facing Blaze, who nodded immediately.

Hopefully, this was a sign that the real Zeke would return soon, but I couldn’t help but be worried. “How many more deadly sins are there?” I turned to face Hunter since he seemed to know more than the rest of us. “There are four more. Greed, Sloth, Pride and Envy.” Hunter answered. “Great.” I muttered as a migraine slowly developed. “Looks like there are only three more.” Rex spoke. When I looked over at Rex, he had his phone out. “What do you mean?” “Samantha just texted me and said that Zeke is at home, trying to steal anything of value.” Rex flipped his phone so I could see the text.

He had already made a decision, but he was afraid that his heart would overpower his rational mind. He had a lot of questions for himself, questions that he couldn't answer. He was looking forward to seeing Carnation. He wanted to tell her that his feelings were more than just admiration. He wanted to take her away from Wregan. He only wants Carnation for himself! But a part of him believes it's a selfish move. Then he hears a voice in his head telling him that women are pure evil, and Carnation is already causing havoc in his entire system. This is totally wrong! He needs to get away from all of this bullshit. He wants to make amends with his f*ck'n self and return to his former self. His c

I didn’t know what this sudden rush of emotions was, but one this what my intuition was screaming at me was that this man was sin. He was danger.

The veins on her neck visibly tightened as she stared at me in disbelief. “Are you dumb, or wasn't it obvious?” I seethed with a sneer. “I might be desperately in need of money, but that doesn't mean I'm going to keep begging you to take me back at this restaurant. And also, I won't respect you anymore because respect, they say, is reciprocal.” I added, burning with rage as my voice grew louder with every passing second.

A word chosen specifically because it sounded legal without being legal, chosen to move in mouths and comment sections before anyone had time to examine it. Lila posted nothing. That silence, Mia had learned, was always louder than anything Lila actually said. "Baseless," Sarah read aloud from the couch. "He used it twice." "I heard." "You want me to be angry on your behalf or—" "I want you to order dinner," Mia said. "I've had a long week and I need someone else to make a decision about food."

I kissed him softly, then deeper, tasting salt and sin. “I know,” I murmured against his lips. “When I’m with you, I feel more alive than I’ve ever felt in my life. Maybe some sins are worth burning for.” We stayed there for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms on the desecrated altar. Neither of us made promises about stopping. We both knew we wouldn’t. Some loves are salvation. Ours was beautiful, devastating, and unholy. And we would keep choosing it anyway, until the day someone finally opened the wrong door and our secret burned us both to ashes.

"I am truly sorry for what he did to your mother. I am sorry for the life you were denied. He was a cruel man in ways I am only just beginning to understand. But Margaret, none of that justifies what you’ve done. My father’s sins don't give you the right to murder innocent people." "Innocent?" she screamed, the word ripping from her throat. She tried to lunge forward, the handcuffs clattering violently against the metal bed frame. "Nobody in that house is innocent! You all lived off the blood of people like my mother! You think your 'sorry' fixes it? It doesn't bring her back! It doesn't fix twenty-eight years of being a nobody in my own father’s house!"