Supreme Deity Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, causing Demir to fall into a hushed silence as he watched him. “Someday, I will grant you the privilege of meeting my death angel,” he smirked. “Sebastian, we are in a priesthood. Cross me, and I’ll search every corner to ensure your complete ruin.” Demir looked him dead in the eyes. “Teaching me morality, huh? How would you treat the daughter of the man who killed your father, mother, and brothers? He wanders freely while I grieve every night. You can’t understand, and honestly, I have no expectations from you.”

She turned her face away, but he caught the tear that slipped down her cheek. “I wish I’d never met you,” she said. “I don’t.” She met his gaze, her eyes red-rimmed. “I’m going to die.” He shook his head. “Not if I can help it.” “You already tried. And now we’re trapped.” “I’m not finished yet.” She almost laughed. “What are you going to do? Fight your way out of a ritual to create a literal deity?” “If that’s what it takes.” Adrianna stared at him, and for a fleeting moment, she saw the boy hidden beneath the man—the lost child shaped into a weapon by their father. Someone who had never learned to be gentle, honest, or free. Yet here he was, offering her all three.

He seemed to be a kind of powerhouse whose whims were capable of shaping the very fabric of reality. Opposite him sat a figure with horns protruding from his brow. His hair was disheveled, while his face was pale. An aura of morbidity enveloped him, with wails of torment and echoes of sins past surrounding him. The cries were filled with suffering, murder, sin, bad luck, and other untoward disasters. Embodiments of greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion were present too. Five different poisons coiled around him like a black chain of order, imparting those spirits in hell with the seven deadly sins.

Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her. The children, on the other hand, were given titles before their eradication based on their evil deeds in the war. The eldest son was Satan of wrath, the second oldest was Lucifer of pride, Beelzebub signifying gluttony, Leviathan of envy, Mammon identifying greed, Asmodeus of lust, and Belphegor of sloth. Without hesitation, they were erased and remembered as the greatest evil. As went on, hell began to plague the human world with demons of all kinds.

Seriously, I am a devil and I am supposed to be a murderer, why can't she accept this and move on, for how long do I need to explain everything to her? I told her I didn't become a devil because I wanted to, I was forced by that evil man who captured my soul. F**k, at this moment I felt like killing Ella, this is why I hate humans. While I was feeling extremely annoyed, Ella said something that completely amazed me. "Would you stop killing innocent people if I married you with whole heart and love?" she said, looking at me with hope in her innocent teary eyes. Oh Dark Lord, I felt like melting under her soft, pleading gaze. No, Ella, I couldn't stop killing people because the length of our l

She nodded and soon, they disappeared into the bottom of the cave, leaving the horses outside. ... TARTARUS Inside a damp cave with no light, a man with red eyes stared at the red liquid inside the glass dome. There were six other figures standing before him. They were the seven devils; Hades, King of the underworld and sin of pride. Mammon, sin of greed. Asmodeus, sin of lust. Leviathan, sin of envy. Beelzebub, sin of gluttony. Satan, sin of wrath. And lastly, Belphegor, the sloth.

“First of all, I can assure you that your God has nothing to with this. If all, He is completely powerless in this situation. And that thing, that very thing that killed your men, my friend, is called a Sin. One of The Seven Deadly Sins, to be more specific,” I thoroughly explained, trying my best to compose myself. “One of The Seven Deadly Sins has made its home inside her soul. And as to how did it end up in there, I think I might have a clue...” I then absently added as I momentarily lost myself in the memory, faintly reminiscing that fated day, when that foolish mother of hers decided to follow me to The Underworld -even though strongly advised against it- and seduce her way straight to

"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.

Not many would try to explain a relationship as a 'battle with death'. "Aubrey, you still don't get it do you?" Zeus asked as he chuckled out, pinching the bridge of his nose. "He's exactly like Hades, very blind to the problem in his way of things." He chuckled as Hades sighed out as he lazily glanced towards Zeus who couldn't stop chuckling to himself. "Aubrey what we are trying to say is your soulmate is likely to get killed faster than you could realise it. Soulmates, whether you like it or not are very vibrantly open and can draw in different energies. Gods and goddesses learned to sense bad energies from good as you are learning right now. But your soulmate is a child and she will beco

“Of course she is. No argument there. You do raise her, shelter her, and risk your peace of mind over every breath she takes. My mistake.” I shut my eyes for a moment, letting the silence stretch. “You think this is funny?” I say finally. “Tristan,” Saint replies, and this time there’s no amusement — just that quiet, dangerous calm that makes the skin of weaker men crawl. “You spent years running from shadows. Try not to become one. Sometimes the devil you see isn’t the one waiting to burn you.” I grip the phone tighter. “Is that a threat, Padre?” “It’s advice. You should try taking it once in a while.”