Wrath A Seven Deadly Sins นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Since when did he care about anyone ? He never cared for anyone. Does that... Does that mean he was slowly growing a soft spot for Serefina? No. No, never. He was Wrath, the sixth deadly sin. He was the devil who takes people souls and leads people into commiting sins so they will be punished in hell and not growing a soft spot for them. Just then the person who had been knocking opened the door and got inside the room with a frown on his face but Wrath ignored him as he laid Serefina on the couch.

The Seven Sins are the most powerful demons, after Lucifer, to ever exist. Feared by all and wielding unbelievable power, they can wreak havoc without even meaning to. Hence, they mostly remain in their strongholds and barely ever step out to grace the outside world with their presence. They are Pride, Lust, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Sloth and Gluttony.

The mattress creaked under them: her ass slapped against his thighs with wet sounds. Dorian moaned loudly as she used him. The sudden friction after so much denial felt overwhelming. Pleasure shot through his cock and balls. Her pussy was soaked and hot. It squeezed him on every downstroke. Seraph’s breasts bounced with the rhythm. Her nipples stayed hard. She placed her hands on his chest for balance. Her nails raked down his chest, leaving red marks. The sharp scratches burned on his skin. They added to the intense sensations flooding his body. Dorian’s wrists and ankles pulled hard against the cuffs. The chains rattled with each thrust. His body stayed spread open while she rode him. Swea

The girl scoffed and smoothly leaped onto the counter, crossing her perfect long slim legs. "Hades will shackle you in the deepest part of Tartarus if your indulgence ruins his plans",the girl who was called Lilith snarled at him and grabbed the glass of blood he held. Her eyes were filled with displeasure as she watched the devil beside her. Laziness was really a sin and she was having a hard time keeping up with Belphegor. He was a sloth after all. Belphegor, one of the seven deadly sins on Tartarus that had been banished by Riven centuries ago, looked up at Lilith and smirked lazily.

Tom did not take the accusation lightly, his hands clenched under Suzanne’s. The vampire proceeded to explain, “All the seven deadly sins that humanity is guilty of; lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride have somehow created a splinter to the gates of hell. The black mist is but the beginning.” “Technically, you are a part that damnation,” Tom retaliated. The vampire covered his mouth in mock surprise, “Touche…but like I said before, my kind and I played no part in this. Look, I am here to offer my aid. I am not your enemy.”

Russ announced as he leaned back with a sly smile on his face. "Seems we are not in agreement," I stated as I crossed one leg over the other, watching the expression change on Giovanni's face. "Do not play with me, Hack Hyland, I can be your worse enemy or your salvation," Giovanni bleated as his face began to turn a shade of red, slamming his fist down on the table.

He could do it again and permanently this time. "You said you two were friends. So why the fuck would you want to absorb him?" I asked, not like his answer would do much to make me understand. Nothing could make me understand him killing Cyrus. "Don't you sometimes wish to be your friend?" his cheerful tone threw me off. He was psychotic to say the least. "To have that power… the seven deadly sins are considered gods in hell. Every human possesses at least three. I want the respect that comes with the title and the power they effortlessly feed on."

Waylon said with a frown. Dante chuckled, “Baby, don’t believe that bullshit. If you want to put reincarnation into perspective, although the sins are not dead, it would be an inheritance through chance like, for instance; Wrath is the strongest, but none of his kids would inherit the sin of Wrath and maybe Grayson or Jasper’s child would or a rogue in the wild. One way you can identify a potential Sin is in the way they act. I am always lazy but sometimes there could be no sign. Our little bae might inherit Valentino’s sin of Envy, but he found us as a substitute for parents and is happy.” Waylon was so glad Dante was done talking. Shaking his head he said, “Honey talk to much.”

I just needed it to end so, so much. "You think that brain-dead old man of yours gives a fuck about your opinion?" Roderick also found his tongue. I gazed at him. Vittoria caressed his chin with a palm, and I bit my lips until I tasted metal. "Fabio wants you to be the new Sin of Wrath. You and you alone." Deep, soul-cutting hatred rested in his voice as he seethed. "I'll never accept it without your permission, Roderick! I'm your wife!"

He seemed to be a kind of powerhouse whose whims were capable of shaping the very fabric of reality. Opposite him sat a figure with horns protruding from his brow. His hair was disheveled, while his face was pale. An aura of morbidity enveloped him, with wails of torment and echoes of sins past surrounding him. The cries were filled with suffering, murder, sin, bad luck, and other untoward disasters. Embodiments of greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion were present too. Five different poisons coiled around him like a black chain of order, imparting those spirits in hell with the seven deadly sins.