Sloth In Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

Every image of him with her burned through me like fire, and the guilt mixed with jealousy until I couldn’t tell which was worse. Chiara’s voice echoed in my head — He’s trouble. Elena’s too — You can’t play with him and walk away. They were right. And still, I couldn’t stop wanting to hurt him back. To make him feel what he’d made me feel. I stood up, breathing hard, my reflection trembling in the fountain water. “Fine,” I whispered to myself. “If he wants to play, I’ll play too.” My hands curled into fists. The guilt faded, replaced by something colder, sharper.

Zaden attention darted to every syllabus she just said. There is something strong on the seventh mountain that made her undetectable by the territory patrol pack. His view drown in the lake when a gentle finger ran from his temple to his jawline. He snapped his head to see Selena in her black eye. His heart fluttered as his wolf threatened to push through but he didn’t let his wolf take control. “What? I can’t have my mate now?” she slid off his hand and questioned in the most seductive, husky voice.

He smirked slightly, recalling how she dashed out of his office as if he would kill her. But he won't deny the fact that he liked it. He knows it's forbidden, that's why it's attracting him more. Alluring him to do something sinful. He was no saint, more like the devil. Though he appears like a respectful man, he has taken enough souls that if some sane person knew they would stay miles away from him. In his world, he was the most ruthless of his kind. A merciless beast. Both vicious and powerful. The great Alpha Xander Colt of Moon pack.

“Even if the world blames me, even if it’s impossible.” His lips brushed mine, soft, almost reverent. “And I’ll protect you,” he said. “Even if it kills me.” --- The Road to Revenge By nightfall, Nicholas had already mobilized his men, tracking every trace of Damien’s betrayal. I stayed in the study, bandaged and weary, watching as he transformed from the man cradling me moments ago into the ruthless heir to the Rhodes empire. The contrast was jarring—softness for me, lethal precision for anyone who dared cross him.

The man with her does not want to see tears in her eyes for someone else. He envied Leonardo, another sin. And if she comes to count, she realizes that the man is one sinner. Pride for his mind, thinking, cleverness and wrong deeds. Greed for Alessandra’s care, love and affection. Lust for her body. Envy for the whole damn world because it is better than him for Alessandra. Gluttony for punishments, pain, sufferings, cries and begging. Wrath because of mistakes, lies and wrong words which he despises the most and lastly sloth, his lack of empathy and sympathy. He does not put effort into understanding others’ pain and feelings. He just thinks about himself and does not get aroused or happy b