The Lion Sin Of Pride 소설 & 이야기

Now, they held on to past glory like relics, polishing bones and pretending it was gold. “He’s proud,” Julio said carefully. “But not stupid. He knows you’ve consolidated more power in the last year than he’s had in the last decade.” Lucien turned slowly, glass in hand, and studied his second. “And that’s exactly what makes him dangerous. Pride without power is quiet. Pride with nothing left to lose?” He raised the glass to his lips. “That’s when men start thinking they’re gods.” Julio exhaled, nodding once more. “You want me to send a message?”

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

“You could have killed him” Nico rubs his face “I couldn’t have, mate bond” I point out, none of my attacks were deadly, my wolf wouldn’t let me anyways “It looked like you were gonna kill him” Liam chuckled and I had to fight from laughing with him “That’s not the point, you can’t do that in his territory, he could have you killed for attempting to take his pack” “He started it” I growled, my amusement fading rapidly ‘He deserved it’ Nya said to me, she was feeling smug with how the fight had turned out, preening with proud energy

At least he would have been able to be the beta he was born to if not for the mistakes I committed in the past. I wouldn't even be here, I could have died a honorary man if I had heed the advise of my beta and the clamours of my people for peace. My pride so much clouded my thoughts that even when my mate, the one destined by the moon goddess to be my equal, made the decision I should have made, of making peace with the crest pack. Instead of agreeing with her, I locked her up making sure no food and water gets to her just because I felt my pride and ego was hurt. At the end I didn't kill just my mate through malnutrition and dehydration, I killed my unborn child, the one that was meant to r

" Don't fuck up whatever I have for you, nobody can love you the way I do, because deep down you know you are an empty selfish soul that has nothing to give in return and this one time somebody gives you a chance, you ruin it with your stupid pride. " His words were slow and calculated, each word hitting home where he intended them to. " What ?" I asked trying to keep my tears at bay. One wrong move and the basin of tears in my head would come rushing out of my eyes. "Be strong, their is no room for weak people," I could hear my sub conscious shouting at me. This once be strong for me. He came closer stalking me like prey while I moved backwards until my back hit the wall. " Now give m

“The sin that is viewed as the rebellion against God, where it presumes to possess excellence and glory that belong to God alone. Wherein the danger of which is that most people are unaware of their pridefulness.” Now holding the first box as he already knows to whom he should give it to and have the experiment to see and to give birth to the future embodiment of it. She opens the second box as a golden-brown color flame illuminated along with its ball-like of fire that represents its soul. She then introduces as she lay the foundation of the chosen sin. “Greed.” Snapping her finger as the numbing and chomping noises of people eating like there are no tomorrow echoes to the entire room.

“What did you say?” I hated that I was doing this. Hated that I was lowering myself before him. But I did it anyway. I bent down, still clutching my baby, and pressed my forehead to the floor. “Please. Please, have mercy on Andrei. Don’t kill him like this.” I expected the King to refuse, but when I looked up, I found that he had approached me, lips curving into that gleeful little smirk that I had come to know so well. Pride. That was always his greatest sin, wasn’t it? In this madman’s pit of hell, amongst the visions he had seen in these putrid waters, one always stood out above the rest. His ego. A vision of himself wearing a crown made of glass and lies.

A homeless man gave him a bag containing two red and blue stones. “Good young man. You have the ability like a God, but you still humble yourself and think that above the sky, there is still another sky. Keep your attitude like this!” the voice he heard said. Inwardly, Nicko returned the whisper and promised to do what he had to. He promised not to be arrogant and make things worse. He will use all the advantages given to him at the right time, not to show off. There have been many examples of those who died because of their own pride. Like a lump of iron that fire will not destroy but by its own rust.

“He came to condemn a crown he cannot bear. The Lord, if He speaks, should know I am not a shepherd. I am a lion.” Her gaze didn’t waver. “Even lions tremble when Heaven roars.” “And yet here I am,” he said, voice cool, “still unshaken.” Her silence pressed against him like wind against a stone cliff. And then she spoke again, quietly: “Your pride will ruin you, Samarth. It already wounds those who love you.” He exhaled, deeply, the ache in his chest growing heavier. “Do you think I don’t feel the weight? Do you think I rest easy at night, knowing I have become both savior and slayer in the eyes of my people?”

Before he could react, all of his remaining men were also killed, their heads torn off or their limbs torn apart by the lions. "Please, forgive me." The four lions descended from the hill and immediately bit the bandit leader's hands and feet. After that, at Long Chen's command, the lions pulled simultaneously while biting the bandit leader's legs and hands. The pull of the four lions caused the bandit leader such intense pain that he screamed loudly to the sky. The prince and princess watched the cruelty in fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. The cruelty Long Chen committed was even crazier than the cruelty of war. Torturing the bandit leader like that was tantamount to putting him