Novel & Cerita Seven Deadly Sins Fanfiction

sister; it was written into the architecture of my life. I could feel Damien tense beside me. His shoulder brushed mine, and I could feel the vibration of his anger. I held my breath, terrified of what would happen next. Would he snap at Steven? Or would he, like every other man in my life, succumb to the gravitational pull of Amara’s beauty and take her side? I braced myself for the betrayal, for the moment he would realize that the "brains" weren't nearly as exciting as the "beauty." But before Damien could speak, Steven added a final thought, his voice regaining its professional warmth.

Her tears were not giving up on her, just like her pain which was not giving up from hurting her heart over and over again. Squeezing her glossy eyes shut, she was about to snuggle her head on her knees but stopped, feeling that huge shadow towering over her curled up figure. Nina took her head upward and this time, her soul got deprived of every kind of sensation by finding that person in front of her again and by seeing that precarious vileness in his dusky gaze, she understood it really very clearly that this night was going to be the beginning of that forbidden sin between their bodies, hearts and souls.

“‘Everyone comes naked from their mother’s womb.’ That phrase is straight out of the Bible, Hilary. When people—even you and me—came into this world, we were immaculate and uninhibited. But as mere human beings, we are also weak and curious. These things are etched in our nature. And the moment we enter this worldly realm, we give in to the false trappings and disassociate ourselves from our original essence. We sin. There are thousands and thousands of ways that we sin, but the most destructive and root of it all that impedes us from our spiritual progress are the seven deadly ones.” He groped her right breast with his right hand. She yelped a cry. “You have really nice breasts. I bet a lot

“Well, I need to double-check if you are not a serial killer, I don’t want to be killed while having sex.” “I’m not a serial killer, Jaan. But I’ll make sure you wish you were dead before I end up doing things that I want to do with you…” He put his hand on my thighs and gave them a light squeeze, but it was enough for me to turn. Helen, my wolf was getting desperate to taste him, to get under him.

He accepted her words and in return wanted her to accept his touch, his closeness, his sin. Closing her watery eyes, Aniya wrapped her arms around his neck which made him press his mouth against her lips because this was what all of this was about. He traded his sin to her and in return, she accepted to become a sinner. It was nothing more than the trade of acceptance.

I erupted with a savage growl, ropes of cum shooting across her tongue as she swallowed hungrily, milking me dry with suction and strokes until I was utterly drained. We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, panting and slick with sweat, the room thick with the scent of our depravity. Reality started to seep in, cold and sharp, around the edges of the bliss. "That was—" I began, but she silenced me with a finger. "A one-time mistake that never fucking happened," she said firmly. "Marcus can't know, your girl can't know. This was just... Scratching a hitch." I nodded, but deep down, I knew the lie would fester, a bomb waiting to detonate.

I nodded, moaning again around his cock, his grip on my hair became tighter and he came. Just like I was ordered, I swallowed every drop, eagerly licking the head of his cock in case I missed any. I so badly wanted to please him. He chuckled. “Greed is one of the seven deadly sins.” “So is lust,” I offered with a playful smile. “Indeed,” he said, putting his cock back in his pants. “Get back into position.” I immediately obeyed with my hands behind my back, on my knees, legs spread. He nodded approvingly. “So what did you fantasize about me when you touched yourself last night?”

Reader Discretion is advised. I gasped for air as Maurice and I summoned the Seven Deadly Sins. The little shack we had been given was covered from wall to floor in Sigils and offerings, a testament to our determination. Yet, we were done as we summoned the last of the Sins of my Uncle Wrath, our resolve unshaken. The air crackled with a tension so palpable it was almost tangible. The once-quiet shack was now a storm of dark energy, the air swirling with an ominous hum as the last of the Seven Deadly Sins materialized before Maurice and I.

[KRISTEN] I've seen so many of the world's worse sides: greed, lust, anger—almost all the seven deadly sins colliding into my destiny like it was an ordinary day. Not only that, but I've also experienced almost all of it and later destroyed every single piece of me. This made me think about ending my life as soon as possible. "Stop! Why are you doing this to me?!" I could still hear myself shouting those words, crying for help, with no other words to utter but to ask why he would do such a thing.

Always envying other deadly sins. Beelzebub the fifth deadly sin, a woman with red hair, she is the sin of gluttony. Always eating 24/7. Wrath the sixth deadly sin, a man with golden hair and golden eyes, he is the sin of anger. Always angry for everything. Belphegor the seventh deadly sin, a man with brown hair and golden eyes, he is the sin of sloth. Always lazy. With Lucifer they complete the seven deadly sins, but as Lucifer was no longer in hell they left and roamed around the earth deceiving people.