Vice And Virtue Novels & Stories

“Oh, I’m sorry.” “There is no need to worry. My name is Micah, and I am your brother. I’m one of the Virtues, like you. I’m humility, and Sariah is Diligence,” Micah explains. He’s so calm, while my mind is whirling. I’m Temperance, a Virtue created by the Moon to give mortals morals and a healthy way to live. Thought told me so myself. And surrounding me, are two others, who I have never met, but who just saved my mind. I’m not as surprised as I thought I would be. In fact, I’m relieved I’m in their presence.

How to rule. The man I swore I’d never become. Viktor’s eyes gleamed as he saw the hesitation flicker across my face. He twisted his wrist, slashing across my side, and shoved me back. “See?” he spat. “You hesitate. You still think you’re better than me.” I caught my balance, blood soaking into my shirt. “I’m not better. I just still know the difference.” “Between what?” he sneered. “Mercy and weakness?” “Between living for power and dying for love.”

I held his gaze, a spark of defiance flickering in my eyes, and replied, "True victory is not achieved through deceit and treachery. In the end, it is a hollow triumph, as emptiness shadows every step you take." The words hung in the air, a testament to the resilience of truth and integrity. It was a quiet defiance, a gentle reminder that true success could never be usurped by those unwilling to abide by the principles of fairness, honesty, and loyalty. With that, I turned my back on Herodotus, leaving him to dwell in the consequences of his actions.

“Please, stop it. Florence is innocent. Look, it wasn't deliberate. Right now, you sound like Sophia. Has Sophia been feeding you her annoying theories of how Florence doesn't respect her? Please ignore it. Florence is a nice woman.” Iris sighed in total exasperation. “There we go again! “She said in pure exasperation. “I knew you would defend her,” her voice dropping but losing none of its intensity. “You seem to forget that I grew up in this house long before I moved to Paris. I know Florence. I know the things she is capable of. Trust me, you don't know her half as well as you think you do. It's so unfortunate that you are completely blind to it.” “That's not true,” Adrian said, his patie

[Charity, the friendship of man for God, which Unites us to God] [The most excellent of the Virtues] [Associated Skill - Prophecy Artwork - Divine Blessing] I continued to receive random information on such things, but I wasn't particularly concerned because these things weren't new to me. As someone who held one of the sins, what I was thinking was along the lines of, "Should I remove a potential enemy?" As a holder of a virtue, I knew the status I was shown was not all it seems, because having possessed a sin myself, I understood how powerful it can be. Tch. That's a pretty annoying power. Prophecy, the ability to see the future. This alone was enough to convince empires to wage war for su

As a result they were put on a pedestal by normal humans which allowed them to turn into self-serving scums who think they can do anything as long as they can save some people, they can make up for being human scum for the rest of the time. It’s in human nature to take advantage of the chaos that befalls others to help yourself. Noah walked up behind Alexander and took a look below at the large group of people and also the man still attempting to break through the gate, he couldn’t control the anger he felt towards the group below, the world hasn’t gone to shit yet and people are already coveting things that belongs to his beloved; he felt himself sinking into his anger and felt it slowly mo

Capability is virtue, stronger than any storm. You build up space within. Give some time outside. You make it. You build it right again. In virtues, may your life reside. Departed from pain, if any. Any. Amen. Do not enable count. Do not shout loud. You use your speech for your silence at heart to get revealed by your words, of your speech. You rejoice. Enjoy life. As believe in no hypocrisy, but life. Loud like shine. Reason like virtue. You dwell in accommodation. You build system. You survive life. All odds that rise. You rehearse perfection. Achieve it, for you can believe it.

That person has everything; family, money, comfy lifestyle, good career and social respect too (some places) but that person's success is not a life lesson or guidance for anyone because that person is living for himself, not for others. If you say you are in love, do you have the guts to sacrifice that love for pride and justice? No, we are always scared to lose that person and never avoid taking a stand for pride and justice. We love to pamper that love and spoil ourselves so that we forget who we are, why we are.) AND THAT QUESTION WAS THE ALARM FOR VIHAAN AND FIRMLY ANSWERED “ CREDIT”.

Words were exchanged incessantly, creating constant turmoil. The consequence is that Ryan inadvertently lost points in the eyes of women, being criticized for lacking respect for the female gender and being too arrogant towards them. He became a disgrace to manhood when he argued, hesitated, and made things difficult for a woman. Men should be generous and behave politely toward women. Meanwhile, Ivy was classified by men as a difficult woman to tame. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also proud and hard to match. Moreover, Ivy was judged by her peers as lacking in feminine virtue. The accusations seemed illogical, but they had to be accepted, ultimately due to Ryan's fan club, which i

says Dane. "Mercy..." I say slowly, tasting the word in my mouth, "the virtue that is regarded as the forgiveness of what is wronged of you. To let go. An act of kindness to the crook. The feeling of pity. A relinquishment of bitterness in the light of wanting to move forward past what has happened." Dane smiles. "That's one way of saying it." "Should I have mercy?" I ask. "Having it is good. It wouldn't hurt," says Dane.