Seven Deadly Sin Escanor Death Novels & Stories

They all raise their hands with calculated slowness. Then absolute silence falls between us as we hear the distinctive sound of heels descending the grand staircase. I don't need to look up to see who it is. "Santo," Elio calls in a husky voice, and I already know that I'm going to get beaten to a pulp later this evening. His gaze sweeps across the room and stops on the splinters of blood against the immaculate wall. Elio couldn't care less that I've killed someone in the house. In fact, he hasn't given a damn about anything since Lulu left. But if there's one thing he still cares about, it's his obsessive disorder.

Then, before I could even react, Ethan was there. He grabbed the infected by the shoulder, yanking it back with incredible strength. With a swift, practiced motion, he drew his knife and stabbed it into the creature’s chest, twisting it for good measure. The infected let out a horrible, gurgling screech as it slumped to the ground, dead. I barely had time to breathe before Ethan’s hands were on me, pulling me out of the way. His grip was firm, his movements swift as he guided me toward the exit.

The first death went unnoticed. A scout found him at the edge of the Crescent Vale, a young Lycan curled beneath a frost-thorn bush, blood crusted at his nose, eyes wide open. He had clawed symbols into the earth with broken fingers. Symbols no one recognized at first. Until the second body was found. And the third. By the time the fourth noble son died, entire council halls were silent. They began whispering a name no one had dared speak since the eclipse.

"Good. Let it bleed." He stare at me pulling close, Possessive. But I pulled back, lips tingling, heart ice-cold. "I don’t do feelings," I said. Leon smirked. "That’s fine. I do fire." --- And so, the rebirth was complete. Sera Carter was dead. Arianna Vale was unleashed. And the city had no idea what storm was coming.

“First of all, I can assure you that your God has nothing to with this. If all, He is completely powerless in this situation. And that thing, that very thing that killed your men, my friend, is called a Sin. One of The Seven Deadly Sins, to be more specific,” I thoroughly explained, trying my best to compose myself. “One of The Seven Deadly Sins has made its home inside her soul. And as to how did it end up in there, I think I might have a clue...” I then absently added as I momentarily lost myself in the memory, faintly reminiscing that fated day, when that foolish mother of hers decided to follow me to The Underworld -even though strongly advised against it- and seduce her way straight to

In a blink, he snaps Ayesha’s neck before a piercing scream tore out of Thalia, the sound I knew would haunt me for years to come. When Tatum killed Ayesha, Scar didn’t even utter a peep. Instead, her eyes looked like they have suddenly lost their color, dull and lifeless, just like Ayesha’s color when she hit the ground long enough to decay. Werewolves take faster to rot after death, which is why her body is already dry and sinking when we were forced to walk past her. Thalia’s shoulders sagged, and her eyes were dead on the ground. I move my gaze back to Scar, who was walking on my right side following the path we made to escape, only this time it was back to that shithole.

I had just stepped outside when I saw Olivia's twisted, contorted expression flash in time with the lightning. A split second later, the crimson numbers above her heart flared. "Olivia!" I ran straight toward her without a second thought. The rain beat down on my back as I went. As her death timer started to blare, her terrified face merged with the headlights of a speeding motorcycle cutting through the rain. Lucas and I watched as Olivia was thrown into the air like a ragdoll, followed by the screech of emergency brakes. Olivia hit the ground hard.

From Drugs to Brothels. Killing people was nothing but a game for him. He showed no mercy, nothing to the people who dared to raise their heads in front of him. His games were always dangerous and stained with Blood. Velenoso was the second name of Death. The Poisonous death. Sabrina couldn't believe her sister was married to such a man. Bella shook her head, tears strolled down her cheeks. "No, I heard him talking to someone over the phone…" she whispered and told Sabrina everything she heard.

57: unknown, but looks exactly like her. The burial was calm and heartbreaking, all the good things he spoke of her almost like she was his guardian angel. His eyes soaked with tears but they never came down. It's nice to know monsters cry too because I will take all that means anything to him, driving him to the brink of sanity before his life. It was my sole purpose, my only redemption. His words seemed to move the crowd, I felt the scorpion crawl inside me again, stinging me with its hatred, I want him dead, but what was the use of waiting for fifty-seven deaths if I could not await a burial to see him run to me again.

The triumph in her cackle froze every combatant mid-action. "Your worst foolish mistake...just sealed everyone's fate..." Zoya rasped wetly. "With my last act...I curse your mind linked mate with madness unfettered...and ride his power beyond the veil to resurrect untold hell." Her next words tolled my doom across every plane from guttural ruin of a throat. "May darkness...feast upon your soul at long last...false Scion!" Her vengeful pronouncement ended on an unearthly shriek. Before our horrified eyes her body seemed to rot and come apart into ash carried on an invisible wind into Scar's rigid form. His chains and muzzle clattered to the stones, eyes rolling madly.Then complete unholy stil