Novel & Cerita Sins World

"He's sweet and dedicated, and he'll always be there for me, always. I could never seek to abandon him. I would never want to abandon him. I can't kill him." "If you can't, then you can't save the world," Juniper replied. "You want to save the world and make the future one where everyone can live, you must get rid of the Sins when they arise. Do you know which Sin is responsible for this life's dismay?" "Sloth." Holly spat the word. "She's ready to kill me over Eros."

But the world she tried so desperately to ignore had finally reached out and dragged her into its jaws. The underground ballroom beneath the ruined opera house thrummed with dark elegance. Massive chandeliers dripped crystals like frozen tears over tables draped in black velvet. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey, expensive cigars, and the metallic tang of barely concealed violence. This was the Syndicate Auction — an annual gathering where the criminal elite settled scores, forged alliances, and traded lives as casually as stocks. Politicians, mob bosses, arms dealers, and tech overlords mingled here under a fragile truce. One wrong word could spark a war. One high bid could c

Vikram Singh questioned her with confusion clearly lingered in his voice ignoring his question Erica starts singing “A tale I tell you of 8 sins First comes pride, you can try but can never hide Second comes greed, you can wish but can never be freed Third comes wrath, you can run but it follows your path Fourth comes envy, you can break but it still so friendly Fifth comes lust, you can hold but it will break your trust Sixth comes gluttony, you can attempt but it’s your destiny Seven comes sloth, you can watch till it makes you rot And now I tell you last and deadliest of them all

Tom did not take the accusation lightly, his hands clenched under Suzanne’s. The vampire proceeded to explain, “All the seven deadly sins that humanity is guilty of; lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride have somehow created a splinter to the gates of hell. The black mist is but the beginning.” “Technically, you are a part that damnation,” Tom retaliated. The vampire covered his mouth in mock surprise, “Touche…but like I said before, my kind and I played no part in this. Look, I am here to offer my aid. I am not your enemy.”

"She is a traitor's daughter after all." What kind of sin was that? Rayven had gone through all sins. He had cheated, lied, slandered, manipulated and oppressed people for his own benefits. His tongue was filthy, his hands were stained with blood, his heart darkened. He was the evil and monster people called him. They just didn't realize how right they were.

His black eyes were calm but dangerous, and even his neat hair carried a hint of wildness Each step commanded silence, and without meaning to, I held my breath. He looked like the sin dressed in a suit. “I will go straight to the point,” his voice carried, calm but commanding. “I will rank everyone for the new academy season…” Then it hit me…a pull. Strong, unshakable, crawling under my skin. Goosebumps rose, my chest tightened, and no matter how I fought it, it drew me closer. The strangest part was it led straight to him, standing there like sin itself.

Cassian pulled her panties off and wiped his hand with it and then tossed it on the floor. Sin noted this with revulsion. Did he hate women? Or did he just love demeaning them? He took off his shirt, revealing heavy biceps and abs, Sinora swallowed. He was completely ripped. And on top of that, he had the face of god like man. It was hard to tear her gaze away from him. He caught her eyes, holding them in a heated confrontational stare for a moment, before turning away coldly.

Tears filled my eyes as they replayed in my head. “My brother was a disgusting pervert, an abnormal freak who had also been possessed by a demon of lust,” I said in a small voice. “He said those words over and over to me till it stuck in my head, as if they were directed at me.” My mind replayed the way I had felt whenever he had opened his mouth to say even a word. And I would feel it deep down inside of my chest. Aiden the disgusting, the pervert, the freak and the demon possessed.

The darkness was suffocating, a heavy blanket that wrapped around me like a shroud. It was the only way I could describe the feeling of being wrongly accused, of being framed for a crime I didn't even commit. The weight of the world's scorn bore down upon me, a crushing force that threatened to extinguish the light within me. "You... you killed my daughter!" a woman in her forties screamed as she sprang angrily toward me. Everyone gathered in the pavilion as they took a look at what just happened. Several whispers and inaudible mutters enveloped my ears as they looked at me with pure disgust and hatred for something I didn't even do in the first place.

I didn't like why the three of us were tied to her just as it was said in the prophecy that my chosen one would come from the territories of the human world and I'll share her with my two enemies. I cleared my throat and tried to be calm but I failed woefully because my hands were shaking to destroy, I was restraining too much fire and if I unleashed a side of me, I would burn this city down # "Tell me Flower, who the fuck is Silvio?" Vladimir asked sweetly but I could see behind his crimson eyes that he was one second from snapping some that made our mate scared. She was a fucking jewel and so priceless. I've never seen anyone intrigue me as this woman. Her chestnut hair was tied in a pony