Seven Deadly Sins Holy Knights Novels & Stories

However, such an equalization relied on the sacrifice of these believers and might not guarantee success. After all, the combat prowess of the Holy Illuminati's holy knights and holy warriors was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. In addition to possessing the strength of pre-Sanctuary and Sanctuary level, they had a significant advantage in equipment. The enchanted gear they wore made it nearly impossible for an ordinary person to inflict any damage with a mere blade. Engaging in battle with ordinary believers against holy knights would be akin to a death sentence. Even with an army of 200 thousand, it was uncertain whether they could defeat a thousand holy knights, given the overwh

They collapsed in a wrecked heap, bodies slick and leaking everywhere, holes twitching ruined, cum pies sealed or oozing free. Zeke's lovers curled close and devoted around him, breaths ragged, skin marked with bites and bruises. "My perfect sins," he murmured soft, voice laced with possession. Remotes went silent for the night, plugs humming low as aftercare. Tomorrow brought bigger deals, Harlan's ghost fully exorcised, Roskov's empire expanding. Deeper depravities waited in the wings, the family bond unbreakable. The empire throbbed on forever, fueled by cum and dominance.

Book 2: Unraveled, 7 Deadly Sins: Gluttony Montana I hate Las Vegas, and I hate girls’ trips. How stupid must I be? “Let’s fly to Vegas for two days. It’ll be fun! Just us girls shopping, eating, gambling, and dancing.” I spoke those words. How innocent I thought their meaning to be. Our other girls’ trips were fun. We let loose, we partied, and we returned to Iowa prepared to resume our daily lives.

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.

Seb said while eying Nat’s grave. Theo came out of the graveyard; he was drenched in the rain. He looked above and closed his eyes, “Till today, the world had witnessed Benedict Nathaniel Knight’s love towards his brother. But from today, this world will see the love of Bennett Theodore Knight towards his brother.” “Today, I Bennett Theodore Knight, is taking swear on my brother’s grave that those people will pay for every drop of blood which my brother had shed,” Theo said and glancing back at the graveyard with red eyes went from there.

I felt how the knife penetrated her skin. She grunted, “What have you done?” She was staring at the blood on her hand, not from a man this time. Before I could answer, I heard orders being yelled from the outside. It was the knights. For the first time, I was glad that they arrived. Gabriel is safe now, I assured myself, and it lessen my shaking. I then turned to Mother Renata, and imagined the things they would do to her due to her many crimes. There was an ancient civilization on the west that upheld a code that governed everyone. That code stated that anyone who would commit murder would be murdered. Do the knights believe in that too? There is a big possibility. “You should flee, and nev

Cosmic Darkness is not a good choice in this kind of situation. “Dark Celestial-Divine Magic: Dark Knights!” I shouted and then, I pointed my celestial weapon that had turned into scepter to the swarm of lowly demons. Many knights wearing heavy metal black armors appeared on the air simultaneously and they came with black Pegasus. They attacked the enemies nonstop, slashing them from everywhere until those demons become smithereens of black ashes.

My head couldn't make any sense. "H-How? No, no, no. He isn't dead. No, he is not. Oh, no!" I fell into denial hysteria. Nikola cracked his neck as he rolled his eyes over, "Well, it's done. And If you still can't believe it then let me make it easy for you..." The intensity of his eyes ripped through my heart, "Blueberry, hear me out, I could, I can and I will kill every person that will try to come between three of us even it it means to kill your soul. You are chosen for it. Nothing can stop me, the proof’s right behind me,” He pointed out his thumb. My eyes glanced behind him, the two left bodyguards signalled me to stay quiet and keep him engaged as they picked up the fireplace's spade.

This was known as the holy war. The seven children played a great part in bringing despair to not only mankind but the heavens. From heaven's greatest angel they fell to the position of the seven princes of hell. However, with their power combined they still could not kill a god. After their defeat, Freya was eternally sealed to a holy cube. Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her.

The mass was already starting when we arrived but thank you because we were still able to catch up. And as we listened, I couldn’t help but turn to my left. He was sitting there and he was focused on the mass. Lord, is this the one for me? If your answer is yes, I will not refuse. "Stop looking at me like that I know, I'm handsome" Its weak voice caused me to look back to the front. "N-no!" I whispered. He just smiled foolishly and immediately returned the focus to the mass, I didn't even look because I might blame him for being naughty. I don't want to add my sin again because of my mind.