Sin Of Greed Re Zero Novels & Stories

I smiled as we both held hands. "I know, anyway, I'm focused on the road. Rest for now, it looks like we're still far away." He resigned and I followed what he said. I leaned back and put on earphones. I looked outside for a moment before closing my eyes, whispering to myself; I love you BenChua but we are part of the mistake. We are the piece of Unforgiven Sins. Little by little I felt the weight of my eyelids and the only thing I heard from the song I was playing was I love you, goodbye.

He injected a false note of pragmatic concern into his voice. Noah blinked, caught off guard. He looked around his own room as if seeing it for the first time, then his gaze snapped back to Nathan. A slow, surprised smile spread across his face. The composure he’d worn like armor began to crack, revealing the raw, eager excitement beneath. “So… you’re gonna do it?” he asked, the hunger in his voice unmistakable. “Yes,” Nathan whispered, wiping at an errant tear with a shaking hand. “Anything for the money.”

The cold, hardened mercenary who usually only cared about data and crypto-transactions was staring down at me with a soft, intensely protective gaze that made the air in the room feel suddenly heavy. "You've already built a shadow network that most syndicates spend a decade fighting for," Zero said softly, his dark eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that hadn't been there when we first met. "You're not that frightened girl who ran into the rain anymore. You're the ghost running this city's underground. Take a breath, Aria."

It was a brand new day on the trading floor, but the atmosphere inside the executive suite felt less like the start of a business week and more like the pristine silence of a freshly cleared battlefield. Jade Sinclair stood behind her auxiliary desk, her movements fluid and utterly deliberate as she organized the morning’s physical briefs. Her charcoal-grey blazer was back on, the fabric sharp and entirely free of creases, her black silk shirt buttoned tightly to her throat. She had not slept, nor had she allowed a single line of fatigue to mar the pale, untouchable iron of her jawline. Her dark hair was fixed into its signature flawless knot, exposing the cold, calculating focus in her pier

Just then the person who had been knocking opened the door and got inside the room with a frown on his face but Wrath ignored him as he laid Serefina on the couch. The man had same golden eyes like him, black hair. He was tall and lean in physique with an annoying smile on his face. He was Mammon, the second deadly sin of greed. “ Wait ? You killed her already ” Mammon said when his eyes landed on Serefina but Wrath ignored him. “ Come on, did you finally kill her ” “ Can't you see she's still breathing or are you blind ” Wrath glared at him. “ Whoa, calm down I'm the one who is suppose to be mad at you cause I have been knocking on the door and you refused to open it ”

"Son, I don't think referring to yourself as the devil is anything any Christian would want to do." I turned to face him, hating him already. Then reached out my hand for a handshake. "Father Reed, it's a pleasure to meet you." "And you're—?" Father Reed trailed off as he waited for my reply. "Damien Raeken." I clenched my fist, letting my gaze roam his appearance. "You did mention that God forgives all who sins. So…you mean, God would forgive every sinner who confesses their sins?" "Yes," he replied solemnly, but I wasn't sure that meant he agreed.

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.

Zero sat on a block of ice in the middle of the frozen Sterling garden. His lips were blue, his expensive suit ruined by frost. He was surrounded. Jackson held a gun to his head. Liam stood by with hands glowing violet. Alex was recording everything. "It's over, Zero," Jackson said coldly. "Give me the names of your remaining cells. And tell me who supplied your tech." Zero chuckled. A dry, rattling sound. "You think this was about conquest? Or money?" Zero looked up at Jackson with pity. "You act like a CEO, Sterling. You think everything is a transaction."

A mansion, a large apartment downtown, a Maserati, ten million dollars in cash, and one percent share of his publicly traded company. All this was a small token of sincerity? "Fine." I signed with the pen. "I'll accept the compensation." Although Ethan loved me now, who could guarantee what would happen later? When men stopped loving you, their hearts could easily turn to stone. I had to keep something of my own to rely on. I did not hide this from Ethan. I just did not tell him the exact amount. However, he did not react much to it. "If he's giving it to you, just take it. No matter how much he gives, he owes you.

That whole rotten family has been eyeing my dad's fortune ever since. When Shawn saw that my face had gone pale and I was standing there without saying a word, he thought I was furious. His tone softened, and he reached for my hand. "Nina, I know this is unfair to you..." I stepped back immediately, avoiding his touch, and I forced down the anger in my heart. I did not fully believe those words. So, I took a deep breath and said, "What if... I said I don't want to?" Impatience appeared on Shawn's face, but he quickly replaced it with helplessness. "Nina, Suzie took a stab for me back then and almost died. I must repay that debt. If you truly love me, don't make things difficult for me right