Seven Deadly Sins Power Level Novels & Stories

It was just as clear as the scent of tobacco on his breath. I forced him to look at me. Forced him still as I summoned out the purest energy from him, his soul. As the gray substance swirled around in the air, I could see all that he was. A pervert. A monster. A destroyer of hope and happiness. A being of minimal talent and power. He was pathetic. I sucked his soul down, letting it fill me until it was completely gone. What a shame. It didn’t give me the feeling I thought it would.

The dark lord would order him to go and bring people’s souls and he has to oblige all the commands given by the dark lords. He doesn’t need to kill the people and feed himself to prolong his capacity and powers unlike me. He is just an ordinary slave demon not as powerful as me. “Yeah, I guess so.” I shrugged, I don’t know why but I felt like being shy, seriously? Are devils shy? F**k, this human is really changing me into something different. I cursed, annoyed and when I looked up the demon slave was still rooted in his place. “What?” I snapped at him, annoyed.

Maddison slowly retraced her steps and went to their table, "Yes, Sister Georgina." Georgina eyed her, "What was that act in the place of God?" Maddison looked down, playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry Sister Georgina but I don't know what you're talking about." "Lying is a sin and you've committed two sins in a day, only Lord knows how much you've sinned, I don't want to report you." "Please do not report me, Sister Georgina, I'll go and confess my sins right away, and beg God for forgiveness," Maddison begged.

he said without hesitation. Her head snapped up at his certainty. “You don’t have to believe it yet,” he added. “But I do. I’ve seen it, Eden. You’ve carried more than most people could even survive. And you’re still here. Still standing. Still fighting.” She wanted to argue, but the words caught in her throat. “I hate this,” she admitted. “Needing anyone. It feels weak. I feel weak.” “Needing someone isn’t weakness,” Callum said. “It’s human.”

Her mere touch unleashed that deadly sinner who was prevailing inside him, who knew no edges of morality and gentleness because all he knew was committing sins with everyone and everything. Their bodies aggressive got brushed against each other and Aniya neither tried to stop him nor she tried to stop her own self because she knew what would be the aftermaths of stopping him or her own self at this point and she was not ready to face those aftermaths at all, so she did what he was demanding her to do…her complete submission in front of him and she did submit her entire body to him.

An utterly inappropriate statement. “What?! Aren’t you afraid everyone will find out about your evil intentions?” she screamed. Kael gave a low laugh and embraced the woman. “I’m not afraid at all. If necessary, everyone should know,” he replied casually. Because that was indeed his goal, and it was the way for him to meet Eira. A thousand sins. He had to commit a thousand sins so that the Moon Goddess would cast him out from among her servants; that way, Kael could worship the Seraphim Goddess, who would lead him to Eira.

Unshaken. ‎“You fool,” she whispered. “You actually think this will last? That she won’t run the moment she sees the real you?” ‎He stiffened. ‎“You forget who you are, Kane. You were born of sin—an abomination, a monster, the darkest stain on humanity. Reborn through blood, forged in chaos. Everything you touch crumbles. Just like your mother. Just like me.” She smiled, cruel and proud. “You are my greatest creation, my son. My masterpiece of ruin.”

Sage Despite what everyone said, what they will continue to say, despite the anarchy he raises, Dante Sokolov is sin wrapped in a gloriously beautiful male human body. And he's what truly living feels like. This substantial, nebulous force that could never be watered down or put out. When we agreed to be friends with benefits last year, I knew he'd be bad for me. I never really cared. I was caught up in his hot body and sexy accent that felt velvety in my ears.

this is tormenting me. [Demon of Sloth -Elite rank] The unique evolution of the demon race endowed with the power of sloth, one of the seven sins. ??????????? Class- Necromancer Special skill- Resurrect Sloth skill- Negate +15 INT +5 AGI OKAY choose Demon of sloth this instant! Hahaha, seven sins…. I remember fantasizing about having the power of sins. In fact, I know everything about them, this must be fate! It even has more skills than the dragon one, which means it is stronger right. Yepp obviously I won't change my decision.

The woman I became causes me to cringe. I wore my jealousy, envy, and pain like a cloak. The shroud festered and grew with each joyful mother I glimpsed. I was hyper-focused on what I couldn’t have instead of celebrating what I had. I coveted other mothers, and that’s a sin. I’m not naïve enough to believe I am free of sin, but coveting others... That’s not the real me. I can’t believe how my green-eyed monster fed on my despair, and it grew with each passing day.