Seven Deadly Sins Belialuin Novels & Stories

( Sebastian's POV ) It has been six years away from home, six years on the run from my elder brother Beezebulb. Sebastian Gane wasn't my real name, it was a fake name I assumed after I ran away from hell. I had been the sole ruler of hell, I maintained leadership for so long that I didn't think that trouble would rise, but it did. My own brother stabbed me in the back and betrayed me. All the time he rallied my demons and deceived them, he eventually turned all my loyal demons against me and left me with no option than to escape hell. Beezebulb wanted me dead, he sent several demons after me but I have been able to kill them all. I knew that demons were still searching for me, so I had to bl

The man who also wanted her dead. "What if I told you that I know the truth?" Isaac's voice was a hiss now. "What if I told you that I know Arthur Blackthorne killed your mother?" I felt the air leave my lungs. What was he saying? "He’s just using you," Isaac continued. "I want you to stay close to him. I want you to find his weak spots. And then, I want you to tear his empire down from the inside. Do it for her. Do it for your mother."

She sits for a moment longer in the dark, her hands in her lap, her expression making its way back to the version of itself that faces the world — serene, controlled, with the faint quality of untouchability that the clan elders attribute to excellent breeding and she has never bothered to correct. One sentence surfaces through everything else, settling at the bottom of her like sediment. She has known it since she was old enough to understand it. Has known it the way she knows her own name, her clan sigil, the mana resonance frequencies of her bloodline — not learned, but present. Carved into the deepest part of her, below the journal entries and the categorized fragments and the controlled

“Why would you say that?” He shakes his head and retorts. “Because Apolliana is Abaddon.” I reel back as if I was slapped in the face. “What the bloody hell are you talking about, Michael? Lana is not Abaddon. The scriptures all say that I am Abaddon.” “They are wrong, Lucifer. The fates confirmed it after we imprisoned her. Apolliana is Abaddon. She is the destroyer. She had already shown signs of her immense power. That is why we couldn’t risk letting her out of her prison. Once you forfeited your place in heaven, you damned her as well. Rapelles toi,” Remember. “It’s all about balance. She is the second half of your soul, but her soul was dying, killing all of the good inside her. The fat

"Why can't I stop? This is so dangerous… Goddess, you feel so good and Ubel is telling me to keep going. Tell me to stop, Sera, please, tell me not to cum inside you." "Sera, are you ok? What's that noise? Whose voice is that? Mum and Dad are going to be furious if you've let someone in the house when they specifically told us not to " Tabitha rattles my door handle and instantly Abaddon slips out of my body, grabbing for his jacket and fumbling around with a condom.

It is true that I was running short on time, but if her question is really that important, I'm willing to spare some time. Ivana felt her own urgency kick in, having seen how badly I wanted to be on my way, "Ah, about Liliana… She already went back to her house, you probably guess that the appearance of those entities is related to her." Indeed, that was the most logical conclusion of them all. "She did mention something about helping humanity against the malice brought by Sin. What she probably means is fighting against those Princes of Hell." I said. "Well… I believe they call themselves the Seven Cardinal Sins… they are a special kind of Demons… like how Liliana is a special kind of Spiri

If you choose good,the way of life will be hard ,there will be many huddles that you have to overcome but every good deed has its fruit ,but never do anything to achieve something in return,do it because you want to. Choosing bad is an easier way of life ,which people think.To them it is a shortcut,fast money, power and fame but they forget there is no shortcut in life . Every pride hath its fall and every king can be a beggar on that day. Nothing stays permanently.You never know what your future holds but you can improve it by your present feed . Years went by and the magic user started worshiping Goddess Selene as their mother.The witches and warlocks who decided to stay evil still worship

His touch was feeling sinless for the very first time. Without taking his eyes away from her glossy ones, he took a step closer to her. He stood in front of her. "It's not always about what we deserve in our life, cara mia," he uttered in his huskily tender voice, peering deep inside her glassy hues. "Because if it was then I wouldn't have been still breathing after the numerous lives I have turned lifeless till now," his words shook her heart. Bellyana had already told him about this side of his but hearing it from his mouth was feeling more painful. No, she was not feeling afraid that if he had taken so many lives, then he could take hers too with no second thoughts but now she had that fa

Russ announced as he leaned back with a sly smile on his face. "Seems we are not in agreement," I stated as I crossed one leg over the other, watching the expression change on Giovanni's face. "Do not play with me, Hack Hyland, I can be your worse enemy or your salvation," Giovanni bleated as his face began to turn a shade of red, slamming his fist down on the table.

The woman I became causes me to cringe. I wore my jealousy, envy, and pain like a cloak. The shroud festered and grew with each joyful mother I glimpsed. I was hyper-focused on what I couldn’t have instead of celebrating what I had. I coveted other mothers, and that’s a sin. I’m not naïve enough to believe I am free of sin, but coveting others... That’s not the real me. I can’t believe how my green-eyed monster fed on my despair, and it grew with each passing day.