The Sin Of Pride Seven Deadly Sins นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her breasts were so huge that I ended up slurping her alluring peaks even more. Curling my fingers on her hair, I pressed my lips on hers again. I tried to be gentler as much as possible, despite whatever longing I was feeling. I didn’t understand anymore why I was craving for more. God, please forgive me because I no longer knew what was happening to me at this time! Forgive me because I could no longer restrain myself from the mortal sin I was about to commit tonight. She seemed to be crying, but I did not care. I could not stop it anymore, so I stood up, hurriedly took off all my clothes, and threw them somewhere in my room. Lust was enveloping my entire body, and my sex drive was rising

“Of course she is. No argument there. You do raise her, shelter her, and risk your peace of mind over every breath she takes. My mistake.” I shut my eyes for a moment, letting the silence stretch. “You think this is funny?” I say finally. “Tristan,” Saint replies, and this time there’s no amusement — just that quiet, dangerous calm that makes the skin of weaker men crawl. “You spent years running from shadows. Try not to become one. Sometimes the devil you see isn’t the one waiting to burn you.” I grip the phone tighter. “Is that a threat, Padre?” “It’s advice. You should try taking it once in a while.”

I didn’t know what this sudden rush of emotions was, but one this what my intuition was screaming at me was that this man was sin. He was danger.

The pressure was intense, forcing my head up as his thumb gripped the firm line of my chin. “It was supposed to be supervised by my son,” Matthew whispered, his breath hot and smelling of black coffee against my nose. “Now he is shot. Because of your utter stupidity. Because of you.” I tried to swallow, but the tight grip made it impossible to speak. A single tear slipped from the corner of my left eye, tracking a hot, wet path down my cheek until it hit Matthew’s thumb. He didn’t soften. Instead, he leaned closer, pinning me completely against the wall.

“ The sin of pride. “ He added. Why do I feel that I need the ten commandments now? They are all classified as sins but why do they have a perfect physical appearance? I shook my head and looked at the guy who’s obviously in his deepest thoughts. Seems like his mind is not here. “ This is Hearts, the sin of sloth. He’s always like this so don’t be confused. “ The man named Jake said. Sloth------a lazy one? He have a long reddish hair and an eye glasses. I can definitely see through what kind of sin he is by just looking at his tardy eyes. But still, a handsome one.

She nodded and soon, they disappeared into the bottom of the cave, leaving the horses outside. ... TARTARUS Inside a damp cave with no light, a man with red eyes stared at the red liquid inside the glass dome. There were six other figures standing before him. They were the seven devils; Hades, King of the underworld and sin of pride. Mammon, sin of greed. Asmodeus, sin of lust. Leviathan, sin of envy. Beelzebub, sin of gluttony. Satan, sin of wrath. And lastly, Belphegor, the sloth.

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.

he murmured. I sucked him until my jaw hurt and finally he came. I swallowed every drop, eagerly licking the head of his cock in case I missed any. I so badly wanted to please him. He chuckled. “Greed is one of the seven deadly sins.” “So is lust,” I offered with a playful smile. “Indeed,” he said, putting his cock back in his pants. “Get back into position.” I immediately obeyed with my hands behind my back, on my knees, legs spread.

“While I can still feel the truth driving into me.” His breath hitched, and for a flicker of a second—he was vulnerable. Real. “She wanted more than me,” he said hoarsely. “She wanted my power. She thought if she seduced it out of me, she could control it. Rule beside me.” Lydia swallowed hard. “And?” “She used the Seventh Sin without understanding it. She called on what lives below this house. It nearly killed us both.” “What is the Seventh Sin?” He brushed her hair from her face. “It’s not just power, Lydia. It’s addiction. Once you touch it, you crave it. You beg for it. You lose yourself in it.”

"So what did she do with this power?" "She achieved the unthinkable," the maid said, her voice dropping to a hushed tone. "She used the energy to trap the seven deadly spirits—manifestations of the sins themselves. they're seven deadly sins : wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony. But originally, they are more than mere concepts. They are entities, powerful and destructive. Trapping them required strength beyond comprehension." My mouth went dry at the thought. "And she succeeded?"