The Seven Deadly Sins Zeldris Novels & Stories

Wyatt thought to himself a question that was answered by his brother. “I cannot believe Abaddon forced me to work with you fucking idiots.” Daneil was getting angrier every time he spoke. “How about I just send you all back to her and you can find out for me and then let me know.” Wyatt heard a sword being drawn from its sheath and then silence. Wyatt couldn’t believe that the seven deadly sins were scared of Daniel. After a long pause he heard “You don’t want to do that because Mother will be sure to take it out on Elizabeth.” This time it was a woman's voice.

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

And she knows, as she carries her basin through the dark corridor, that the heir to the Armenise syndicate has just broken something that cannot be repaired, and the woman in his bed is the reason, and the morning will bring consequences none of them can yet name. Afterward, I stand at the window of my quarters. The broken chair leg is in my hand again. I picked it up without thinking, and now I hold it the way a man holds a thing he is not ready to put down. The olive groves beyond the courtyard wall are dark, and I can see the small orange glow of a cigarette where Salvatore keeps watch near the eastern gate.

… When they displayed the sisters, they were left alive—but with their limbs amputated—in two large urns. We were shocked by the intensity of the brothers' insanity. Zagreus even beamed at me. "Don't worry. This is just the overture. Once their wounds heal, we will cut them up bit by bit again! Until they are dead and in pieces!" "What about their company?" I asked. Zion answered excitedly, "No worries! We've purchased the Steins' company. You will own it tomorrow!" The sisters—whose eyes had been blinded—cried tears of blood.

Jaxor was brutal strength, but Riven was refined violence efficient, merciless, and terrifyingly in control even when blood trickled from his own brow. Harlan kept up his torment, bending Elowen over the ropes again near Riven’s side. He thrust against her ass harder this time, hands sliding inside her shorts to cup and spread her cheeks. “Feel that, girl? This is what you get if the Reaper loses. Veyl will ruin you.”

Azrael reasoned and waves her right hand where a silver band ring is placed on her index finger. “If you wanted to know what it feels, of course, it’s a hell of torture,” Nae answered sarcastically and glances over her right shoulder where Azrael touched, the burn was now gone but the pain when it touches was too much to handle. Nae pointed to Azrael, “That’s made of Adamas.” Azrael shrugged because she can’t keep her laughter and said nothing.

She replied. "How did she kill them?" "She summoned a hellhound. She said she would never do such a thing and to her, it was considered evil. She's not a witch or anything like that. She's supposed to be a lorekeeper but she was born with powers. Powers that I have to." Zel said. "What exactly is bothering you, Zel?" "You don't understand, do you?" She shook her head. "To summon a hellhound, a deadly exchange must be made. I fear that my mother has made a deal with a demon."

Dragging out the pink chair in front of her dressing table, she sat on it and continued reading the bamboo scroll; Unfortunately, the news leaked. The Sonders had their immortal skins torn away and were banished from Long Sheng Jie. Consumed by hatred, they sacrificed their pure souls to the fallen angels in pursuit of revenge. Demons were demons, after all. They cut off the Sonders' once-pointed ears, reshaping them into a rounded form. To fully control the plant elves, the evil Lord replaced their torn skin with a layer of green slime and added wagging tails as symbols of obedience. From that moment on, they became Mynheex, followers of Rvedge, the home of evil.

Then again, by Arah’s account, Fractured Sylphs were treated as outcasts even among their own. Arah drew a steadying breath. “Zephyr’s their leader, Gildeon. He’s an Awakened Fractured Sylph… like me.” His posture shifted, eyes narrowing. “Like you?” “I’m Awakened.” She looked down at her restless hands. “Zephyr helped me access the Dark Plane. He pushed me past my limits, forced me to unleash my power.” Gildeon sat straighter, air drawing sharply into his chest. “So that’s how you killed both Zylas and Drusden.”

They said it was made by the mixture of blood and flesh of the sinners sent to the Underworld. "How are you my youngest sister?" It was Zuriel's voice. Elisia felt her heart pound. Zuriel was considered one of the most ruthless kings of the Underworld. When she left Acheron, her brother was still the ruler of Semel, but he was already known as the prince of war. Her brother's appearance was extraordinary. The creatures of the Underworld talked about him and they were all enchanted by his looks. However, if you looked closely, he had many scars all over his body and the most visible was on his face–a burned scar.