Seven Deadly Sins Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

No emotions, just blank there and that was a thing to worry about. I had no clue why I was here. What sin did I do to attain the devil’s attention? His sharp jaw looked like a weapon ready to slaughter the lamb—me. I sighed loudly, my eyes joined with his and God knew from where I got the courage to look straight in those piercing hazel eyes.

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

‘Johnny Depp… in his 30’s’ Angel gulped. He was a fan. ‘This man would be popular with the ladies.. what with his good looks and voice..’ And the stranger's eyes. ‘Silver…’ Molten silver. Angel had never seen anything like it. It was magnetic. It could suck your soul in and get hypnotized into doing carnal things. The man was a living, breathing sin incarnate! He shook the cobwebs away from his mind. ‘Shut up Angel! Think of other things! Think of literally anything else!’

I shook my head slightly slapped Mier's shoulder to say slow down. "It is one of the seven deadly sin- Gluttony." Tatsu said while eating his food. "You know about that? You know it is cool. I want a book about that but I couldn't find it and if I could, I can't afford to buy that book." I felt sad a bit but it was okay. I already learned a lot about those deadly sins. "Want me to buy you some books about those?" Saicki invade to our conversation. I became shy.

Zeus said she will be freed from this curse if someone summons her continuously for three days straight after midnight before next lunar eclipse when Goddess Selene pleads for forgiveness for sabotaging Hades's work,God of Underworld. Because of her biased decision to save her loved one's life ,Hades lost two souls. Hades hated Selene for that for so long that when he got the opportunity to take his revenge he joined hands with the devil and started the war between the shifters and magic users.Devil used his dark magic to start conflicts between all supernatural creatures.Hades wanted to kill every child of Selene,the children she created by taking two souls from him.He knew the shifters wer

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

Reuel commented as he fixed his gaze on his prey while Azael continued to monitor the situation outside the room. “Master Reuel, I...” Howard trembled in fright. Words failed him at such a critical moment and he gulped as he waited for his death sentence. “What? Cat got your tongue?” Reuel sneered, his eyes cold and emotionless. “What happened to your fear when you issued membership to Boris Green? Didn’t you know he wasn’t someone who’d ever be allowed in this part of the club?” “I’m so sorry, Master.” Howard kneeled immediately as he begged for mercy. “I became greedy for a moment and...”

CHAPTER 2 — HATE AND HEAT I should have pushed him away. Instead, I stood there frozen as Caleb loomed over me in the small, dimly lit guest room. The only light came from the dying fire downstairs filtering through the window, casting long shadows across his sharp features. His grey eyes burned into mine with years of pent-up frustration and something far more dangerous. “Make me,” he had said. Caleb took another slow step forward, his grey eyes never leaving mine. The room felt smaller with every inch he closed between us.

The doors behind them slammed shut with a deafening boom. Everyone jumped. “What the fuck?” Damien shouted, running back to the doors. He pulled hard, but they wouldn’t budge. The windows sealed themselves with a grinding sound, metal shutters sliding down from nowhere. Panic rippled through the group. Then a deep, ancient voice echoed through the entire mansion, smooth and terrifying, coming from everywhere and nowhere at once. “Welcome, little sinners… to The House That Feeds On Sin.” The voice paused, letting the words sink in.