Sins Vanity Novels & Stories

"When I use my power from the sin of sloth, I can see people's powers and predict what they'd probably do. This is one reason why I said that I know all. Now do you get an idea of how many powers could possibly exist? It may take forever before you know every single power there is to know of." "I see... But the powers of each sin do share some base characteristics?" "Yes, they do. Powers of lust centers around manipulation of the mind or emotions. Powers of greed centers around hoarding and stealing. Powers of envy centers around jinxes, hexes, and curses. Powers of gluttony centers around devouring. Powers of wrath centers around the enhancements and battle prowess. Powers of pride centers

"Sins?" "Yeah. You haven't realized yet? The daemons who escaped tartarus are the embodiments of pride, greed, sloth, lust, wrath, gluttony, and envy,” he answered as he took his jacket. “The seven deadly sins," he continued as he shut the door behind him.

One should commit the sins healthily. Feel greed, but don’t be too greedy. Be greedy enough to live a comfortable life not a luxury life which comes by snatching others comfortable life. Have pride, only when you achieve something. Show wrath when some one wronged you. Be jealous and make that jealous as your motivation and work hard. Lust, show your lust to the one and only person in your life. Be lazy only when there is no work. Eat, when you are hungry. But Louis Beatrice’s body was filled with all these sins which were irredeemable.

"That guy? He's about to realize what happens to people that cross me." "What are you going to do to him?" "I think you should be more worried about yourself, Evelyn. You're in no state to worry about someone else." "Julia! That man has a family!" Evelyn protested. "His son is just ten." "And that should bother me, why? I'd be doing his family a huge favor by getting rid of that excuse of a human being. Besides, it's all your fault This wouldn't have happened if he didn't agree to help you. That man has committed two unforgivable sins. First, The sin of ungratefulness. Out of the goodness of my beautiful heart, I lent him a huge sum to sponsor his gambling addiction and he was just going run

Both men were taken aback. “Gossiping like women in broad daylight. You should be ashamed of yourself.” Vincenzo’s tone was calm, but threatening at the same time. Both men quickly bow their head, slightly panicking. “We’re sorry, sir.” They apologized. Vincenzo did not say anything else, but at the same time, he knew what they were saying was the truth. Vincenzo has stayed with Dante for a very long time. He knew what his friend and boss was like. In the past, Dante was indeed, a womanizer. He would seduce women here and there and slept with them before dumping them afterward.

If you choose good,the way of life will be hard ,there will be many huddles that you have to overcome but every good deed has its fruit ,but never do anything to achieve something in return,do it because you want to. Choosing bad is an easier way of life ,which people think.To them it is a shortcut,fast money, power and fame but they forget there is no shortcut in life . Every pride hath its fall and every king can be a beggar on that day. Nothing stays permanently.You never know what your future holds but you can improve it by your present feed . Years went by and the magic user started worshiping Goddess Selene as their mother.The witches and warlocks who decided to stay evil still worship

Trying to prove she hadn't done the things they said. She started a new page. This one wasn't about defense. At the top she wrote one word: Everything. And then she began to list—methodically, coldly, the way Dom had taught her by example—every single thing she had given, and every single thing she was owed.

His thumb catches a tear. He brings it to his tongue. Licks it. Smiles. “You taste like vanilla,” he murmurs. “You’re such a delicate little thing aren’t you? I can’t wait to taste other parts of you my darling” A sob rips through my throat, raw and panicked. He laughs — giggles — like my terror is a joke only he gets. The van slows. Gravel crunches under the tires. Jibril keeps smiling while he steers with one hand and wipes my tears with the other, collecting them like something precious.

His voice barely a whisper. Alessia’s eyes burned into his. “Then I leave. And this time, not even your men will find me.” The words tasted like gasoline in her mouth. She wasn’t bluffing. Not anymore. Too much had already been stolen from her. Dante closed the distance slowly, as if approaching the edge of a cliff. “You want to carry my sins?” His voice cracked for the first time. “Because once you see the full darkness, Alessia… there is no return. You won’t just hate me. You’ll hate yourself for ever loving me.”

Her innocent eyes would water as she gagged on Daddy's thick meat like the eager little slut she was born to be. I stormed to her rooom, my pulse pounded like a war drum, my cock straining painfully against my zipper. I didn't knock, instead I fucking burst through the door. The wood slammed against the wall as raw hunger clawed at my gut. Holy fuck! There she was, my Elena, my forbidden obsession. She was splayed out like a pornstar goddess on her rumpled pink sheets, completely bare and glistening. Her creamy skin flushed pink with arousal. Full, perky tits rose and fell in heaving gasps, nipples stiff as diamonds begging to be sucked raw. Legs shamelessly hooked over the edge of the bed,