Novel & Cerita Seven Deadly Sins Next Gen

He could do it again and permanently this time. "You said you two were friends. So why the fuck would you want to absorb him?" I asked, not like his answer would do much to make me understand. Nothing could make me understand him killing Cyrus. "Don't you sometimes wish to be your friend?" his cheerful tone threw me off. He was psychotic to say the least. "To have that power… the seven deadly sins are considered gods in hell. Every human possesses at least three. I want the respect that comes with the title and the power they effortlessly feed on."

“And you all know what it cost him. He died protecting it. Protecting us.” A few of the older soldiers bowed their heads. She continued, quieter but harder. “The DeLuca empire doesn’t fall tonight. It doesn’t scatter or sell itself to the highest bidder. It tightens. Every dollar, every name, every piece of ground under our control—comes home. No leaks. No charity. No fear.” “Yes, Don,” Vince said first. “Yes, Don,” echoed around the hall like thunder that didn’t need the sky. Sasha took a breath. “Mazzo Marino no longer has access to any of our systems, accounts, or safehouses. Pull every authorization tied to him or his father’s name. The Marino line ends tonight.”

Evelyn gritted her teeth, black blood began to seep from the veins at her neck and along her arms. “Shut up… I am not you.” “Are you sure? When you used blood to save him… you accepted the sins of your ancestors.” Genesis laughed, the sound echoing from the depths of the abyss. “Primal blood does not choose the weak. It chooses those willing to sacrifice everything.” --- Crimson Pact temporary base in the southern bunker. Adrian burst into the control room, shouting over the alarms: “Seraphim is out of control! Power levels are increasing exponentially!”

But the world she tried so desperately to ignore had finally reached out and dragged her into its jaws. The underground ballroom beneath the ruined opera house thrummed with dark elegance. Massive chandeliers dripped crystals like frozen tears over tables draped in black velvet. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey, expensive cigars, and the metallic tang of barely concealed violence. This was the Syndicate Auction — an annual gathering where the criminal elite settled scores, forged alliances, and traded lives as casually as stocks. Politicians, mob bosses, arms dealers, and tech overlords mingled here under a fragile truce. One wrong word could spark a war. One high bid could c

“ Yup “ I agree , I pick up the folder off of the desk and have to stop myself rolling my eyes at the crime scene photos. So sloppy , so fucking messy. The kill looked ammature too. “ Keep on this, get Skip to hack whatever he can think of to get more information. Whoever this is , is pissing me off. No one goes against The Sinners like this and gets to walk away “ I snap throwing the folder down. I grab the keys for my sports bike and my helmet and walk past them. Just as I am about to exit the office, Saint calls out. “ Make a move Carnage “ he snaps knowing full well where I was going. I grunt sounding like Beast as I take off to get my fix.

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

Can be the bringing of New Gen again will be approved by Argen? New Gen is his own specialty and method to conquer this unfair, threatening, and insanity of Versailles. Beheading people to offer a blood into its abundancy of where it costs much grieving, sins, and unbearable memories. He didn’t make a move as he could to get the Queen dethrone in Versailles. He’s still under investigation and seeking for a perfect way to solve the mystery to break the curse that tangled in Clus’ dogma.

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.

I grabbed the gun on his desk, playing with it a little, before I held it at him “You held a gun at my wife today.” His men were alert as they did the same, holding guns at me. Gabriella moved away from the scene, but not Tazio, who looked at the gun in my hand. I knew what was in his fucking mind. “Don't you dare,” I whispered back at him. “Kill this motherfucker. I can handle this shitty men of his,” Tazio whispered through gritted teeth, and Father burst into a loud, throaty laugh. Every demon possessing us now was born out of him. From the horns on his head to the claws and fangs, the Bellucci brothers inherited it from him.

News of Vincent and Denise seizing the Young family’s assets jolted him back to life. Determined, Liam began to systematically dismantle their partnerships with other companies, using every means at his disposal to crush them in the business world. Yet, he never finished them off completely, choosing instead to toy with them, dragging out their suffering. The relentless pressure drove Vincent to develop a gambling addiction. He threw money around at the casinos until he racked up insurmountable debt. Desperate, he sold every organ he could, but it wasn’t enough, and he soon died from an infection.