Sin Of Envy Novels & Stories

Why would I be taught humility and self-hate my whole life only to be told by the very ones I was supposed to fear that I was life itself? "Jealousy," Ethan said softly, "quickly turns to envy. Envy is a dangerous thing because you end up wanting so desperately what you'd never been given in the first place. The greatest sin an immortal can commit is to laugh in the face of what we are… and want." His eyes were sad. "He wants you." "To kill me?" I whispered hoarsely. "No." Ethan cupped my chin with his smooth fingers. "He wants to possess you, and believe me when I say you'll like every part of that possession — until he leaves you. Dark Ones always leave, and you'll die."

The Seven Sins are the most powerful demons, after Lucifer, to ever exist. Feared by all and wielding unbelievable power, they can wreak havoc without even meaning to. Hence, they mostly remain in their strongholds and barely ever step out to grace the outside world with their presence. They are Pride, Lust, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Sloth and Gluttony.

she muttered inwardly, the flames of envy burning inside her. She was consumed by the fire of jealousy spreading within her. How could Devan, a person she considered insignificant, be so happy while she herself was trapped in a life filled with hatred and sorrow? Sandra tried to shut off the television screen, attempting to rid herself of the images that made her uneasy. However, the vision of Devan and Lisa's happiness continued to haunt her thoughts. She felt like she was trapped in darkness, unable to escape from the envy that consumed her heart. In her overwhelming despair, Sandra realized that she had to take action. She couldn't continue to be engulfed in the jealousy that plagued her.

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.

Saying it to Sinclair felt like peeling back a layer I had kept hidden. His jaw tightened, eyes flashing with something protective and hungry at the same time. “He was a fucking idiot.” His voice dropped lower, intimate. “Any man who couldn’t make a woman like you lose control doesn’t deserve to touch you. Look at you, Natasha. You’re trembling right now and I’ve barely touched you.”

Why? Because of jealousy and envy, you become a bad person. You do things you shouldn't do. You do things you thought you couldn't do on your own. But because of those two, you can handle it you do. Money is the root of evil, yes. But envy and jealousy can also be the root of evil.

She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face Or maybe she wanted to taste it. Damn him. Damn her. Enzo clapped his hands togracingether. “Alright, lovebirds, let’s focus. We’ve got an empire to burn down.” Serena’s heart was still . She could not allow herself to be in a bigger trouble because she had always been drawn to dangerous men and Lucien is top in that list.

This story contains explicit content please read if you are above 18. ************************************************** Ava All Men suck. If not that i like dick so much, I would give up on them. Who the hell knocks up their fiancée’s best friend? Who the hell fucks their own best friend’s fiancée? Where’s the damn girl code?

“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.

A dark smirk tugged at his lips. “Well, well,” he drawled, voice low and mocking. “Look at you. Standing here dressed like a desperate slut, waiting for someone to fuck you properly. My father still not satisfying that greedy pussy of yours?” Serena’s breath hitched, but she refused to back down. She tilted her head, letting the robe slip open a little more on purpose. “Better than waiting around for an angry little boy who can only talk shit but never actually delivers,” she shot back, her voice smooth and venomous.