Novel & Cerita Seven Deadly Sins Elizabeth

“Keep your head up, Zima. Has anyone ever told you how their first mate died?” I paused, lowering the cup slowly. “How did she die? And why was she killed? No one has ever told me that.” Sophie leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that felt cold against my ear. “Because…” She glanced around, making sure no one was close enough to hear. “Damon stabbed her. Multiple times. All because he could not have her, and he did not want his brother to have her either.” She straightened her back, clearing her throat as if the story weighed heavily on her chest.

My wolf felt the same thing as he whimpered and growled inside my body. Elizabeth broke from my control and glared at me. Without a doubt, she was a pretty woman with silver hair and emerald eyes mirroring the glaze of the forest. However, what was lying inside her beauty was hatred and disgust. My piercing eyes ran all over her and I felt horrified when I saw the ring again. The silent sound inside the car reverberated amidst us. After the muffling tranquility, I opened my trembling lips. “Did you lose your purity over that cursed man?”

Elizabeth took a long, slow sip… and said the words like she was discussing the weather. “I killed her.” I blinked. Tapped my ears. Surely I heard wrong. This bitch did not just say she killed someone! “You did WHAT?” I shouted. Elizabeth sighed, rolling her eyes. “I killed the maid, Selena. That’s what I said.” “ARE YOU MAD?!” I screamed, grabbing my hair. “Why would you KILL her?!” “Because I needed her identity,” Elizabeth replied calmly. “Relax. No one will find her. And since she was new, it won’t matter. Her records weren’t even processed yet.”

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.

Emphasizing the number and omitting any meaning of the word currently. “The seven deadly sins.” “Bingo!” She giggles. Proud and loving Daniela’s wit and her very soul that is a shard from the original Princess. “Do you know what sin this book revolves into, Daniela?” “Is I were to guess then, I shall say, the sin of---”

Elizabeth’s murmur resonated in the eerily cold prison walls. “My lady, you will never know the misery I experienced in the priest school. I missed you for every second, but I cannot see you, lest my parents influence the mercenaries to kill you. It is better for you to hate me this way, than for you to continue loving me and cherishing me as a person. Let us just meet in the Kingdom of God, that is, if He will not punish me for my countless sins that I have done to you, and put me in Hell. If he will throw me in Hell, I will gladly accept it, for I have sinned, and I truly deserve it. I am very sorry, My only love, Elizabeth.”

says Sebil, the Albert wondered "How could they kill her, she's more than just a simple, immortal creature. Half-vampire and a half Lycan, strong as both but doesn't have any weakness. How could she even be killed?" Sebil then starts explaining that: "One of the witches cast a spell on Elizabeth, they're both related to each other. If anything happens to one of them it will happen to the other. The same witch is going to sacrifice herself …" She stopped, then Elijah finished for her "If she dies, Elizabeth will die too." "Exactly!" Says Sebil, "But it's only going to work when the moon is bloody, meaning a week from now." "I don't get it … Why do they want her dead this much?" says one of th

“And I will not do that to you.” She turned then and walked away, back toward the edge of the village, back toward the path that led to water and shadow and truth unfiltered by mercy. No one followed. No one stopped her. No one named what they feared. They did not say demon. They said: “Unclean.” They said: “Wrong.” They said: “She should not be breathing.” Elizabeth understood now—fully, finally—that she had crossed something that could not be uncrossed and the living, in their instinctive wisdom, knew it too.

Unremorseful sinners like him need to be expunged. Good, Beth, this way we can be of assistance to our mate. We’ll weed out any nuisance that there’s to prove a hindrance to the ascension of his throne. No one will be spared- “Elizabeth! What are you doing? You’ll kill him! Do you want to be termed a murderer and have blood on your hands?!”

The last thing I want to do is to speak about Harriet right now. “You killed her because she insulted me,” Elizabeth whimpers. “Why?” “You are the Luna of this pack. You deserve to be treated with respect.” “Nico and Damen did not treat me respectfully, yet they are still alive,” Elizabeth whispers. “That is different,” I lie. “They are my family.” Elizabeth begins to stare off into nothingness again. “Is that the first time you have seen someone die?” I ask her curiously. Elizabeth shakes her head no. “I have seen death more times than I would like to admit.”