The Lion Sin Of Pride Novels & Stories

“Everything is going smoothly with the collection of sins. There are a couple spirits who may be too tainted to save, though. He reported around a mouthful of pride. It was his preferred sin and honestly, he was a very proud man. He took pride in everything he did and was respected for it." As usual, we ate and left as quickly as possible, wanting to avoid Hellebore and usually Lazarus, but he was playing patient to my little flame right now, so who knew when he would resurface. I gritted my teeth at the thought of how close he was to her, that bastard was way to sneaky for his own good.

But God forgive me, Blake Luca is the definition of ‘A man made in sinful flesh…’ tall and broad-shouldered, his body carved like he’d spent every minute of his life lifting heavy dumbbells in the gym. He wears a tight white shirt that shows off his hard chest, the sleeves rolled up to expose thick, veiny forearms. His black pants cling to his strong thighs, and the heavy bulge pressing against the fabric between his legs is impossible to miss. A massive dragon tattoo curls up his right arm, its dark scales etched in black and red. The beast’s snarling head disappears beneath his collar, right at the base of his thick neck. And his face—God! This man is a beautiful sin.

Zora boomed violently, with his deep menacing voice rumbling through the room. "Nah, you're the one sitting pretty here all day, getting worked up all because of a freaking bitch… a mothefucking freaking sickling bitch…" Menelik retorted, shooting a fiery gaze at Zora. "You're terrified, panicking and all, not even because of me, but a fucking bitch, damn!! man you're a disappointment… you're just acting like a little frightened animal— just like you've always been…" Zora stood up, his muscles bulging beneath his tawny fur. "How dare you speak to me like that, Menelik! I am the Lion King, and you will show me the respect I deserve."

I was going to poke a wild bear without fear . "Wow, great speech Alpha Knox but you are forgetting something here ,my dear. A king stays a king until his subjects throw him out. They hold that much power to uproot your throne of arrogance and pride . You did not earn it .You were born in it that is why you are standing where you are today.I think your sister would have a better alpha than you ever could have been. Your people deserve better than an alpha who most of the time lives under the influence of alcohol and has his fun with different women ". I heard grasps from all around but it didn't stop me there. I am going to say everything on his face that his people always wanted to say on h

It made me realize that even though I have taken many insults from these people because of their jealousy of my looks but I wasn't really letting bygone be bygone as all the insults I heard and received so far made it back to my mind. I was puzzled at first but then I later realised that I can never take any insult and let go. Pride is in my blood, is in our blood, the Luther blood, how can I just let go of humiliation? If not because those people were ants in my eyes I would have killed them all as all the insults I have received flashed in my mind. And I didn't kill them for another reason, which is because I want to leave a room negotiation with the Lord of this base, because once I start

What a joke! How many men in wealthy families weren't deceitful or hypocritical? They loved to highlight their wealth by belittling others' poverty, their nobility by emphasizing others' lowliness. They used the smallest act of charity to showcase their supposed grandeur! Crushing others' dignity to build up their own pride was a primal instinct in men like Lionel! No amount of ointment could hide his ugly soul! Back in her room, Chloe stared at herself in the mirror. The swelling on her forehead was quite visible. She pulled her bangs down, managing to cover part of it.

I had everyone exactly where I wanted and none of them were aware of that fact. "Pride will surely be the death of Carter," Malachi said suddenly. "How do you mean?" My smile fell as I watched him. "The council of elders had a meeting with him and pleaded with him to avoid the party but he blatantly refused." Malachi smiled sinisterly, "He let his ego blind him and now, he's walked straight to his doom." I nodded. Werewolves, especially Alpha's were know to be prideful creatures. The level of pride and arrogance was extreme that they let ego overrule their rationality. And that was the biggest mistake of Carter's entire existence.

The two stone lions at the entrance, particularly large and standing erect with paws waving as if they were dragons soaring to the heavens, their mouths open towards the sky as if their roars could shake the earth and sky. Seeing his calls ignored by Kiran, who was instead scrutinizing the Lions Club, Charlie sneered, "Kiran, we at the Lions Club are not to be trifled with." "Not to be trifled with? And why is that?" Kiran retorted with a cold laugh. Spit! At that moment, Joe finally relaxed his body, shaking it off and spitting on the ground, "Because we're powerful. To bully us is to court death." Faber trembled with fear upon hearing Joe's curse at Kiran. This was courting death!

Her pain echoed through my bones. And that’s why I couldn’t look at her, because every time I saw her… chained, angry, humiliated, my wolf tore into me with guilt. Every time her voice screamed in rebellion, something in me begged to go to her. To fix it, fix everything like I knew I could. But I couldn’t. Because I know my pride wouldn’t let me fix it. This wasn’t the first sin my wolf disapproved of, and it sure as hell wouldn’t be the last.

Living in Sedar's shadow refusing to stand at his side, and run our family empire together. Yet, here I stand. A master of devastation, a civil man, who's willing to burn cities to the ground until all that remains is ash. A menacing dark prince with nothing to lose, and so much to offer. I am a lion to be feared, and everyone will hear me roar when a single hair on one of my loved ones is touched...