The Lion Sin Of Pride Novels & Stories

" 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?”

Lionel’s own fire powers make him impassive to her little display. To have both an inner wolf and maintain their bloodlines powers…it is so rare to have both in this day and age. It serves to remind me of just why this particular pack was in power. “What is this nonsense! We are here to confront that woman.” His mother grounds out. Lionel continues as though she never spoke. “But you raised your son better than to be a fool, mother.” He sneers. “I am your mother! How dare you speak to me like this!” She snarls. That last sign of disrespect sets him off. “AND I AM YOUR ALPHA!” Lionel roars.

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

Hayden walk further into the room cautiously and stood not too far from pride dark. " You have been killing innocent humans. when did it started father ? " His face is full of surprise and disbelief. " Hayden slow down " Pride sounds so apologetic and sorry " This is the only way for me, for us to be more powerful " " Powerful? common father, you know how i am. do you expect me to be happy after what i witness? " " Enough Hayden ! The Beast lord give me no choice. " Pride shouted " He threaten me, saying he will take you away from me. Do you expect me to stay still ? "

“Now listen to me, you fucking spoiled child.” The way the King, his mate’s father, calls him a spoiled child makes Luca want to just…shrivel up and die. “I don’t want a single one of your excuses, and I know that you have them. That you were drunk? Learn how to control your liquor,” Sinclair gives Luca a shake as he bites out the words, a pulse that vibrates through Luca’s entire body. “You were angry? Control your fucking emotions. That she betrayed you? She has another mate, Luca, and one who comports himself far better than you did this morning – so fucking learn from him.”

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?”