Seven Deadly Sins Clothes Novels & Stories

I pushed the heavy doors open, and there they were, seated like absolute kings of the underworld. Julian wore a crisp white shirt, unbuttoned low to reveal stacks of heavy silver necklaces around his neck. He looked incredibly hot, like a dangerous pop star. Sebastian was perfectly suited in a dark tuxedo, his gaze entirely calm, yet completely dark. And Adrian, he wore a fitted black shirt with the sleeves folded tightly to his elbows. He possessed a dark, suffocating gaze that could easily draw a woman in and seal her shut forever. I stood in front of the desk like a helpless prey waiting to be pounced on.

King Aaron’s eyes darkened slightly. “I need to be sure.” — Three days ago, there was another ball at the palace. Lady Seraphina arrived in a gown beautiful and seductive enough to get any man’s attention. Her breasts were open enough to get any man’s attention and her gown had a nice slit showing her beautiful thighs, she was not indecently dressed but no man would pass without taking a second look at her. He watched as she walked towards Atlas and hugged him but Atlas didn’t even bat an eyelid for a man standing before a woman as beautiful as that.

Alastor finally asked, a bit put off with the blatant staring. Sean looked like Alastor had run over his cat or something. Or that he had told the older man that Harry had eaten the last piece of pizza. “Is... that really what you're planning to wear?” Alastor looked down at his clothes, a bit confused and suddenly feeling a bit... insecure. He was wearing what he usually wears: plain shirt and jeans. He had dressed himself casually and in all black, though–aside from black being his favorite color, it was actually a subtle nod to his mate being a goddess of the shadows or something, he actually thinks it's kind of fitting since his mate seems to favor the color too since she wears too much

Elara was really finding joy in her sinful friendship with Meela, which she saw as a bright spot in her dark life even though the secrets with the Lennox men were still there. Her mom called her one day advising her about her indecent dressing which she said had gotten worse and also about how same sex making love is a sin in Gods eyes. Talking about sins, Elara was far gone in them and she was sure that God no longer cared about her bullshit. He must be tired of hearing the name Elara Voss. **Mom:** Baby, how are you? **Elara:** I am fine mommy. Just stressed a lot these days from shoots. How are you?

The Seven Sins are the most powerful demons, after Lucifer, to ever exist. Feared by all and wielding unbelievable power, they can wreak havoc without even meaning to. Hence, they mostly remain in their strongholds and barely ever step out to grace the outside world with their presence. They are Pride, Lust, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Sloth and Gluttony.

Then in addition, his eyes are silver with white horns on his head and a collar around his neck that has red stones with the word WRATH. Cream's the mirror opposite of Ber. Wearing the exact same thing, except his outfit is white, and his hair is Ber's red while his irises are red with a red halo around his forehead, and his collar with white stones spelling SLOTH. I always knew they were hot, I'd be blind not to notice it, but now— I haven't felt as close to heaven and hell as I feel just looking at them. "It's actually a pretty idea," He says with a grin, "This whole seven deadly sins thing. Suits us."

~Meanwhile~ The convoy of blacked-out luxury cars rolled through the cemetery gates. The procession moved with an eerie, funeral-like slowness, as if the very air was thick with grief and accusation. Serena sat in one of the customized vehicles. She looked poised yet visibly tense in her stylish mourning attire - a black customized over-the-knee dress that probably cost more than most people's monthly salary. To her left sat the silent, stone-faced Seven. On her right lounged Killian, sprawled with casual arrogance with a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. His grey eyes glinted with barely contained malice as he gazed out at the gathering crowd.

Guilt weighed me down, and I couldn't drag my legs to the estate to see them. I knew my parents were alive and well. I intended to keep it that way – three, six, ten years from now. I got to work immediately. Now, I crossed the room wearing a simple cotton gown. "Let's see" I mumbled, bending a bit to pick up the files. I skimmed through them quietly, my eyes drinking in the content. The Sins were seven, but only six were documented. I knew of Roderick Blackstone, Sin of Greed, Fabio Rabbia, Sin of Wrath.

Now, you can stop acting. "Thank you," Cain looked at his hospital wear, "You don't know how much it irritates me to wake up in a wear like this. I have always told you that no matter what happens to me, always make sure I wear designer clothes." He looked at the wear with disdain. It was a normal patient's cloth of a sky blue robe and big pants. The top had ropes holding it together on its front side. Cain picked up one of the ropes and said, "What is this? Am I dead? It looks like funeral wear. Even at my funeral, if I am wearing something like this, I will wake up from the dead to correct the mistake."

"The two biggest women... They are possessed, Arianna. They recognized both of us. Your guardian put us here to take them back.” "We can't kill them," I murmured nervously. "We're going to be real prisoners if we do that.” "I thought of the same thing," she said darkly. "But you don't know the worst part. Each demon has a kind of aura that identifies him. We, the seven deadly sins, have a shining aura, indicating that we belong to royalty. They, in addition to having already realized that they are possessed by fallen angels and not just smaller demons, have an aura in shades of red, an aura made of pure lust.”