Seven Deadly Sins Belialuin Novels & Stories

He explained. Scott sighed "What are they if they aren't sins?" He asked. William turned at them "The Incessants are the seven princes of hell! Sin simulates but not entirely, they represents different concepts in hell different from the seven deadly sins." He began with his hands behind his back majestically "Many believed after my father merged with Lilith, we were the very first siblings to be birth but they were wrong." He said. The bishop was perplexed "What?" "Before our birth, our mother had other children with the known devil himself, the king of hell. We were the second generation, other side of her coin." William replied "that was why I couldn't decide what intrigued him immediatel

"Astro has agreed to help me, and I'm convincing Hale next." "You want me to work with you, I assume," Sinful muses, dipping his head back to look at the night sky, the stars glittering wonderfully. "Too bad Hale hates me, and would rather rip my throat out then do what is best for this family." I shiver, despite the warm water that envelops me. I’m assuming Hale is a Sin, one who I have never heard of before. If he is even half as terrifying as Sinful and Cian, then I’m not sure I want to meet him, even if the more powerful immortals we have on our side, the better chance we have against Stace.

When his head snapped back up, he trembled, his bones trying to break free from his flesh. My eyes broke free from the sight when Aleskander came closer. “Want to spend all night staring at Viktor?” he asked, his voice cool and neutral. There was no hint of rage in them. Just plain ol’ Aleskander. I didn't answer him. Instead, my mind did a recap on the file containing the Seven Deadly Sins. Then my mouth widened, realization settling in. “He's Viktor Von Stein? The Sin of Gluttony?” I murmured under my breath.

Guilt was eating me alive when I heard it, as the twins were my treasure, and I didn't want to part with either of them. But even as I was caught in a dilemma, the boy in my belly spoke to me in my mind. He told me that Tina and Zach had been having an affair for the longest time and had used black magic to get me pregnant with their child since Tina despised the thought of labor pains. I didn't believe it, until I had a private investigator tail them and was shown records of them going into a love motel together. Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk.

"If it weren’t for Kieran’s power you would be long dead, dog. We needed eyes, you had two. If it weren’t for our plan — the moment you entered our gates, we would’ve killed you." Belial, the shy and meek demon approached the trio. "Brothers… we should go. We should go now… Abbadon said we should leave her immediately. She’s about to die anyway, right, right?" Was Belial’s timid question. By the hint of his shallow voice, he could feel Abbadon’s impatience. Also, he hated this place. Belial had always hated the scent of dogs. He wondered what his brothers saw in the other lands. The West was already perfect. But since he doesn't want trouble, he goes with the flow and simply follows whatever

My voice filled the throne room, echoing through the empty wall back to me as I laid lazily on the throne. My throne. "So when does the plan commends?" I felt the darkness in me switch and the smell of the seven deadly sin fill every edge of the room. Wrath Lust Pride Envy Greed Sloth Gluttony "Erasmus" At the mention of his name, he appeared like fog, looking like the darkness and wearing his crooked smile. As always his two partners flock his side. The lord of the seven deadly sins and his demoness, he takes no pleasure other than his kind.

He said coldly, and got up. Her heart dropped to her stomach, and she let out a scoff so loud she didn't know where it puffed out from. He was right, and that made it even worse. "You want to get revenge on Charles Belmont? You'll die, and maybe, you'll stay dead this time. A powerful man can do nothing for a weak woman." Cassian downed the last of his bourbon and placed the glass down on the minibar. A butler walked into the living room as if on cue and picked it up. Tears filled Sin's eyes as his words continued to register in her subconscious.

She rested her hand gently on her stomach, her heart aching. Only she knew how much courage it took to decide to never carry a child… and yet Zayren hadn’t let her go through with it. She hated him for stopping her... but somewhere, deep down, a small part of her was… relieved. Maybe even thankful. But that didn’t erase the sin he was trying to drag her into. How could she live with herself if she gave in... when he belonged to someone else? If she agreed to what he wanted, she knew she'd be killing her own soul in the process.

She let the betrayal coat her like ash. And then she got up. Washed her face. Put on his favorite sundress. And went to church. Because it was Thursday. Because the quarterly audit was in six days. Because if she was going to burn the whole damn thing down, she needed to know what kind of kindling it was made of first. The sanctuary still smelled like guilt. Even after the candles were snuffed out and the choir robes were pressed and packed away, it lingered—in the carpet, in the wood, in her throat. The smell of devotion gone sour. Of secrets soaked into the upholstery. Of her own obedience rotting in real time.

You cannot summon yourself, nor refuse the call once chosen. [ 2. There will always be seven participants. When one perishes, another shall take their place. ] [ 3. There are seven trials, each one representing a Sin. Lust, Gluttony, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, and Pride. Each Trial lasts one month in the realm that embodies it. ] [ 4. The goal is simple: Survive. There is no timer, no task, only survival. Yet the world itself will test the nature of your soul. ]