The Sinners Novels & Stories

She sighed and observed them. 'Where are you guys? We are coming.' I heard Vanessa in my mind. They can't just walk here! 'The 12 sinners are here, be careful. Some of them can see you even if they are not looking, keep hiding. We are inside the abandoned building, and we are now witnessing them glow.' 'Copy that.' Steel said. "They are coming here," I said to Ivory. She looked at me and smiled a bit. I can't help but to smile too, I rarely see her doing that and it was so nice to witness.

He accepted her words and in return wanted her to accept his touch, his closeness, his sin. Closing her watery eyes, Aniya wrapped her arms around his neck which made him press his mouth against her lips because this was what all of this was about. He traded his sin to her and in return, she accepted to become a sinner. It was nothing more than the trade of acceptance.

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.

"Shinee, you're wrong. Does your past unnerve me, yes. But I'm not looking to change you or to hope you have other abilities. Trust me, I want nothing more than for you to be who you tell me you are, for you to be who you act like when you're with me." It couldn't be more true. As much as I would like to believe that the kindness Shinee has extended me recently is a part of his behavior, of his personality, I know better. He is a Sin, one who has lived a long time, and has made more mistakes than I could ever imagine. That I know for certain.

TWENTY-FIVE YEARS LATER~SICILY IN ITALY> ••• The large iron gate of the training hall opened from the top, falling on the ground heavily, causing dust to fly up as the trainees marched into the ground in one single line. They all have a similar smell, the smell of blood, they're Bloody Sinners anyways. Sin-Nation is the deadliest gangsters clan in Italy, and they're called Bloody Sinners for recognition anywhere in the Underworld.

I said and they almost cheered. "Boss? why Sin? which power is sin?" one of them asked. "Of course, it's us you fool. Land of Mercy, Milan. Sin, Rome" Theon answered and they all smirked, a certain vibe filled the air stunning me 'I hope they are not planning to fuck out all the brains of our females?' Theon looked at me and smirked too as if knowing what I was thinking. "Now, let's discuss how we will attack," I said with the hope that everything would die down but I did not. Even though they are all paying attention to me but it seems like the Sin atmosphere has come to stay. "The land of mercy will attack the first head leader base this night and wipe them out silently but we will make it

Book 2: Unraveled, 7 Deadly Sins: Gluttony Montana I hate Las Vegas, and I hate girls’ trips. How stupid must I be? “Let’s fly to Vegas for two days. It’ll be fun! Just us girls shopping, eating, gambling, and dancing.” I spoke those words. How innocent I thought their meaning to be. Our other girls’ trips were fun. We let loose, we partied, and we returned to Iowa prepared to resume our daily lives.

I giggled and escaped the mouth of Abia, “Don't worry Karissa, all your questions will be answered any moment now.? She said before sipping her tea once more. Sin, looking tensed, already visibly sweating, finally made eye contact with me, and I met his gaze with a shake of my head in disbelief. I honestly Don't think I can trust him anymore. Sin finally stands from his seat and begins walking back and forth with his hands on his chin. He finally speaks up, stuttering at his first few words. “O-okay, L-listen guys, I'm sorry I haven't told you about my brother all along, but you have to trust me on this one; he is no good; he's just a demon; I mean, we all have secrets. We can't share with a

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.

I knew for a fact that none of those prayers would reach heaven. Then the service started. Father John began slowly, his voice deep, infuriating, and commanding, filling every ear and heart. At first, I believed I could survive it. Maybe if I didn’t listen, maybe if I did not look at him, maybe if I zoned out, I would be fine. Maybe I could actually endure. And then he began. “Sin.” I gulped. “Begins as a small seed, unseen, almost harmless. But if you ignore it? It would destroy your soul.