The Second Coming Of Gluttony Manhwa Novels & Stories

However, looking at Mammon’s grim expression, I knew that my hunch about this phenomenon was correct. The sixth demon prince is making his appearance. The demon prince of glutton—Belzeebub.

Grumble. Jae Woon ashamedly clutched his bloated stomach as the blushing on his face is becoming prominent as time ticks by. He's hungry. The last thing he eats is some snacks from his favorite cafe. The snacks sure are a mouthful, but, they are unable to make himself full, to the point he didn't need any other food. Jae Woon is afraid to venture beyond his room as his knowledge about this world is limited, and from the harsh treatment he received before, this body is hated by any person out there. Going outside is proved to be an arduous task, and he is not a brave person.

The noxious scent of her body’s struggle, its rot and decay, still carried on every breath and in every word she spoke. This was long after she’d forgotten what it was like to even consider eating a plate of food, her long-ago life of baking apple pies and roasting chickens stuffed with lemon, feta and herbs a distant memory. Her days, sun-up to sundown, a battle between a body weakened by neglect and obsession and her desire to please the only man, the only real man, she’d ever had. Now, a week after he’d said— “Your tits suck and your ass looks like shit”

I stated before looking at Cyrus. "Most of you were a dead give away including you, I mean who would look at someone as proud as you did when you saw my eating capabilities" I said a small laugh escaping my lips. "Mässäily" I whisper causing his head to shoot back up his eyes swirling an orange shade again "the name of the demon known as gluttony" I stated matter of factly. "Known as a never ending craving, never able to be satisfied, it can be in multiple ways such as lust and greedy but it's known to fall more under food as a way of coping" I stated.

He is coming back in the next chapter with lot's of spice and sweets (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ ser feliz 🌹

Joonjae's eyes widened in shock. Shujin's mouth was covered in red blood while her hands held a half eaten rabbit with its insides ripped out. Upon seeing Joonjae, the woman let out a wheezing laughter and violently bit into the dead animal's stomach, tearing it out with her teeth. "Hwang Joonjae," she giggled, her teeth stained with red blood and limbs. "We meet again."

The creature’s mouth, filled with uneven yellow teeth, oozed countless strange black fluids emitting a foul, putrid odor. Another level-eight pinnacle stage monster had emerged—a Glutton. Gluttons, known for their large bellies, relied on constant feeding to maintain their strength. And their bellies secreted a corrosive slime, their most potent weapon. The simultaneous appearance of two level-eight pinnacle stage monsters added to the intrigue. Observing this, Adrian smirked. "You two want to attack me together? Two aren't enough. Bring out your stronger companions, if you have any. I'll handle them all at once."

This is not an end, but a beginning for a new story. Thank you very much for reading my first work. I, Aldho Alfina, apologize to all readers because the ending was shortened. The author is currently focusing on a novel entitled 'The Ruler of the Dragon God', so that this second novel can be completed perfectly.

“Your memories… they’re back?” Gluttony shrugged, biting into the burger again. “Yep. Vacation’s over.” He gestured to the battlefield. “And damn, you all throw the best parties.” The Sins stared at him. Greed cursed. Lust rolled her eyes. Pride smirked. Sloth blinked slowly, unimpressed. Lilith just smiled. Gluttony stretched, bones cracking. “Alright, kiddies. Let’s clean up this mess before master and his mate which I just heard of, comes back from hell."

FUCK ME, STEP DADDY 2 Lila’s knees sank into the thick rug as she knelt before him, completely naked, her skin flushed from the short walk down the hallway. Her heart thundered so loudly she was sure he could hear it. Marcus towered above her, bare-chested, the low-slung black lounge pants doing nothing to hide the thick ridge of his erection straining against the fabric. His hazel eyes burned into hers, they were dark, possessive, and impatient.