Seven Deadly Sins Oc Novels & Stories

“This is the world and the book that those seven originals are imprisoned. Am I right, Carlos?” Winona then deduces, asking Carlos for confirmation with the tone of her voice that’s wanting only a positive response. “The seven originals?” Carlos teases, and a bit dragging the fact that Winona knew all too well by now that it was the truth. “Right,” Winona replies and quickly confirms his words. “The seven deadly sins.” Drawing a sinister smile to confirm her words. Carlos then giggles, amused by the fact that Winona is getting the hang of this little charade that they are been doing.

************** The evening was shrouded in dark lights as Marco and his goons approached Santiago's house. As they entered the house, Marco's eyes fell upon Santiago, a broken figure standing before him. The scent of fear clung to the air, mingling with the weight of desperation. The room was stifling, suffocated by the oppressive tension that hung in the air. Elena's father stood trembling before the imposing figure of Marco Moretti, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. His voice wavered as he spoke, each word carrying the weight of his desperation. "P-please, Mr Marco," he stammered, "I beg you for mercy. I... I need more time to find the money. My family..."

And his face — His face was soft. Not cruel. Not cold. Not the face of a Don assessing a threat. Soft. Like he is remembering something. Someone. A version of himself that died a long time ago. I close my eyes. She's not special, Lucinda said. But I know better. Anne is the most dangerous woman in this house. Because she has something I never will. Luca's heart. And I don't know how to kill something that is already dead.

“Next time, Marco, you follow the orders. Not your gut.” He nodded, slumping his shoulder, "I'm ready to take any punishment." I lifted a shoulder, "I don't have to give you a punishment, you gave yourself one when you showed your face to Alessandro De Luca. He won't kill me, I know that, but he will gladly kill the boyfriend of his husband and remember you’re the wanted driver that conveniently slipped past his security cameras.” I narrowed my eyes. “You signed your death sentence the moment you stepped out of that car, he won't hesitate cutting you in pieces"

The hammer came down on another finger, and blood splattered across the table and Sebastian’s face. In the dim light, his contorted expression made him resemble the devil. The room went silent as his demonic look sent a chill down everyone’s spine. Watching his ruthless side was something his soldiers and Capos got used to. In just two years, they saw terrible horrors. Sebastian’s revenge had no limits, and the last traitor met an even more brutal end. “Don’t play with your life. I won’t give you a third chance. Give me the name,” he warned.

“Blood for blood. Debts don’t die because a man prays for mercy. There is always a price.” I could feel Adora’s eye on me, but I didn't care. She was the price for her father's sin, and that was final. Damon looked up at me as if he’d expected something old to happen. But no. He got exactly what he deserved: a quiet, relentless, and inevitable punishment. He opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again, searching for anything that would buy him a second he did not deserve. His eyes darted from me to his daughter, who stood right in front of him, now speechless.

He smirked slightly, recalling how she dashed out of his office as if he would kill her. But he won't deny the fact that he liked it. He knows it's forbidden, that's why it's attracting him more. Alluring him to do something sinful. He was no saint, more like the devil. Though he appears like a respectful man, he has taken enough souls that if some sane person knew they would stay miles away from him. In his world, he was the most ruthless of his kind. A merciless beast. Both vicious and powerful. The great Alpha Xander Colt of Moon pack.

"You keep trying to save me, Zale, but you can't save me. This is who I am. You can't change me because I don't want to change. I love cocaine, it makes me feel good." "It'll kill you," I cut her off, wanting her to understand that this was a dark road and with the way she was carrying on right now, it would only be a matter of time, "is that what you want? To die? And leave nothing behind. Don't you want to live life to the fullest, Beauty? Don't you want to do silly things like go fucking sky diving or actually walk down the aisle? Don't you want to have children? Don't you want to actually live?"

Cassian pulled her panties off and wiped his hand with it and then tossed it on the floor. Sin noted this with revulsion. Did he hate women? Or did he just love demeaning them? He took off his shirt, revealing heavy biceps and abs, Sinora swallowed. He was completely ripped. And on top of that, he had the face of god like man. It was hard to tear her gaze away from him. He caught her eyes, holding them in a heated confrontational stare for a moment, before turning away coldly.