Seven Immortal Sins Novels & Stories

Apart from a few forgotten libraries and some songs in Ter Sami- an extinct generic language of supernatural beings- the Seven Sins remain mostly unknown. To give off the impression of immortality, the heir takes on their name upon ascending the throne. So if the heir of a Sin ascends the throne, his or her True Soul merges with the Sin’s true essence and becomes the Sin itself. That is why it is said that a Sin never dies- because they literally never do. They live on in their offspring.

How many times he’d denied me only to force me over the edge again until I was sobbing and begging like a broken toy. I was broken. And I had never felt more alive. Silas stood at the foot of the bed, watching me with those black eyes that had haunted my dreams and nightmares for days. He was naked, his powerful body glistening with sweat, his thick cock still hard and glistening with our mixed fluids. Tattoos covered his chest and arms like dark scripture, shifting with every breath. He looked like a god of ruin quiet, terrifying, and completely in control. “Come here, Liora,” he said softly.

She clearly didn’t want to be here, but she, too, understood the gravity of the situation. The soft hum of inaudible murmurs hung in the hall, occasionally pierced by the groans of the elder impaled on the chandelier above. I tapped my fingers against the armrest, watching his agonized body writhe in pain. His cries for mercy had reduced to pitiful whimpers. This was the dark part of being an immortal. Being an immortal wasn’t always all about roses and daisies. One wrong decision, one misstep and an immortal’s life could turn into an eternal suffering.

I’ll die, and he’ll still live. “What are you thinking about, sweetheart?” I don’t hesitate to respond. “About how we’ll be separated at the end.” He lets go of the horse to frown at me. “What are you talking about?” “You’re immortal, Sin.” “Yes, I am. Is there a problem with that?” He watches me with a frown lines his forehead. He looks innocent, like he doesn't know where my questions and concerns are heading to. I scoff. “I can’t believe you don’t see the problem here.” When he stares blankly, I continue to speak. “You’re immortal, Sin. I am not.”

“First of all, I can assure you that your God has nothing to with this. If all, He is completely powerless in this situation. And that thing, that very thing that killed your men, my friend, is called a Sin. One of The Seven Deadly Sins, to be more specific,” I thoroughly explained, trying my best to compose myself. “One of The Seven Deadly Sins has made its home inside her soul. And as to how did it end up in there, I think I might have a clue...” I then absently added as I momentarily lost myself in the memory, faintly reminiscing that fated day, when that foolish mother of hers decided to follow me to The Underworld -even though strongly advised against it- and seduce her way straight to

Its voice vibrated in their minds, omnipresent and ancient. “You have reached the heart of my domain, anomaly. Every pulse of your bond disrupts threads I have maintained since the first dawn of creation. Will you endure… or be unmade?” The immortal beside Seraphine spread his wings, silver energy crackling along the feathers. “They feel the bond,” he said quietly. “Every heartbeat, every surge. And yet… they cannot predict its chaos. That is why we endure.” The ground quaked violently as the First Immortal struck, sending pulses of raw cosmic energy cascading outward. Shards of fractured reality collided, twisting, snapping, spinning. Shadows lunged for them, attempting to sever the connect

This must be a trend. Excitement bubbles within me. I could live here. How pretty is this? A quaint village where you live off the land. Humble, like the Immortal Thought is. However, a large red X on my screen suggests this isn’t my new home. Disheartened, I ignore the screen until we reach the next station. Another two passed and I didn’t get off. Both belonged to Sins - Immortals whose entire being is to sin - so I wasn’t bothered when I was given an X.

Elder race are stoic but scientifically adept civilization who pioneered the immortality system for they believed that sinning is the only way to liberation or for 'real awakening'. Many will definitely see this as an outlandish theory. However, according to them, humanity was originally divine. But somewhere in the history, someone from their inner circle tried to play god and trapped souls into matter to power its infernal creation. So much that even death wasn't an escape since one would only be reincarnated and just moved on to live their next life exactly the way how they used to do it, like a cycle. Thus, eventhough, it may sound backward, they propagated the idea that we should star

These Sins may think they are invincible, but I could make him throw his head into this fire in an instance. Although that might be a bit dramatic. “Exactly,” I say smoothly, turning around to face him. “She’s my mate. That’s the problem.” Revel doesn’t quite understand the whole mate thing. Being a Sin, the idea of having someone loyally indebted to them is deliciously tempting. To them, it doesn’t mean so much. However, to a pure blood, it’s a bond we have been deprived of our entire lives. We have watched many happy mortals indulge in this with no second thought. For us immortals, our fates kept mates from us until now.

Guilt weighed me down, and I couldn't drag my legs to the estate to see them. I knew my parents were alive and well. I intended to keep it that way – three, six, ten years from now. I got to work immediately. Now, I crossed the room wearing a simple cotton gown. "Let's see" I mumbled, bending a bit to pick up the files. I skimmed through them quietly, my eyes drinking in the content. The Sins were seven, but only six were documented. I knew of Roderick Blackstone, Sin of Greed, Fabio Rabbia, Sin of Wrath.