The Seven Deadly Sins Book Novels & Stories

Each witch and warlock has their own portal that helps the to travel anywhere in the world. I wish I could have one then at least my money to buy flight tickets would have been saved. Lucky them. I opened the book and started reading through the pages . According to the book during the early age demons used to venture the world in shadow .No one could see them. In the dark they lured other creatures to commit sins but at a time when they were not satisfied they wanted to be in this world and wanted to come out from the shadow. By their power they lured the minds of the people who worshiped them to sacrifice an innocent person's life.To enter in this world the devil needs an innocent person's

Guilt weighed me down, and I couldn't drag my legs to the estate to see them. I knew my parents were alive and well. I intended to keep it that way – three, six, ten years from now. I got to work immediately. Now, I crossed the room wearing a simple cotton gown. "Let's see" I mumbled, bending a bit to pick up the files. I skimmed through them quietly, my eyes drinking in the content. The Sins were seven, but only six were documented. I knew of Roderick Blackstone, Sin of Greed, Fabio Rabbia, Sin of Wrath.

"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.

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

While dead I was certain he wasn’t going to hurt me again. He wasn’t asleep anymore. He was on his feet, backing me with his phone in his ears. “I’d like to arrange a meeting with you and my wife” I stopped walking toward him as I listened. “I think she will be in for confession,” he said and I silently scoffed. It was no doubt he was speaking with the church's reverend father. He wanted me to confess my sins while he wallowed in his? Was this man even sane? He saw himself as all holy while he did evil things, yet I was the sinner.

“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

and handed Ashley a neatly bound menu of services. Ashley took it and skimmed through the pages. “I...” Ashley's mouth uttered something without her fully realizing it. Although it was more like murmuring to herself, the maid could still hear it clearly. “I feel like I got hit by an apocalypse yesterday." While her eyes and focus were still tracing the various writings and images printed on the menu book, she continued her mumbling that kept coming out of nowhere. The words spilled out before she even realized it, a raw confession wrapped in tired humor. Driven out like lava begging to be released, she could no longer contain it.

Vincenzo and Pietro were also left speechless. “No way, there is no way all of these could be true.” Dante denied. “My mother left me when I was a baby; she’s dead by now,” Dante told her. “I’m not dead! I am alive and well!” She shouted, causing everyone to fall silent. Delina sighed and placed a hand on her forehead. “This is my karma, I shouldn’t have done what I did. Look at these, one of my son has no idea who I am and the other one hates me.” She murmured to herself.

Chapter 3: Sacrilegious Surrender The weight of our escalating sins pressed upon me like the stone walls of the convent, unyielding and cold. Each dawn brought the tolling bells, calling us to prayer, but my devotions had twisted into something profane. From the pulpit, I spoke of redemption, yet my gaze lingered on Elena during mass, her form shrouded in black but her posture betraying the subtle shifts—thighs pressing together, cheeks heating under the veil. She was unraveling, her faith fracturing under the onslaught of desire, and I reveled in it. The priest in me recoiled, whispering of damnation, but the man—the dominant force she'd awakened—yearned to push further, to bind her not jus

Other than Azael and Reuel, the three men jumped to their feet instantly. They were utterly spooked to find blood and immediately, their gaze turned to the twins. Oddly, the brothers were calm as they sat in their chairs. Their face was unfathomable and Elise couldn’t make out what was running in their minds. However, it didn’t matter to her. They may deny as much as they want. But eventually, their crimes would come to light one day. After all, karma was a bitch.