Novel & Cerita Wrath: A Seven Deadly Sins Story

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.

I have made her as my will to live then days passed by and all I can feel is wrath. I thought it was because of what she’s done and all of the things that I’ve lost because of her but looking at her now, I’ve finally understand where’s my wrath is coming for. She abandoned me and I thought that she never loves me because she never seek me again. That’s where my wrath begins. I’ve loathed her for not loving me enough to find me and make peace with our relationship and when I had the chance to saw her again, I was just blinded by that fake wrath of everything that happened to us. I’ve blackmailed and manipulated her so that I will have her in my life again. It’s the only thing that I know how

“I will make you taste tears of blood, dear devil.” Finn’s wolf stirred, roaring inside him as he leaned in, voice dropping to a growl. “You have seven days to enact your revenge. Do whatever you can with me… and I will do whatever I want with you,” he whispered, sliding his hands slowly between her thighs, sending a pulse of heat through her entire body. He pressed closer, wings brushing her sides, lips grazing hers as his words sank in like fire. “But if you fail… on the seventh day, I claim not only your soul, but you.”

he said in a low, dangerous voice, “then we are completely fucked.” The altar in the center of the chamber pulsed brighter. New words burned themselves into the stone floor in glowing crimson letters, forming the first demand: “First Offering: The Altar of Seed. Produce your lust upon the altar. Cum. Squirt. Offer your pleasure. Only then will the next door open.” The voice returned, calm and merciless, as if it had been waiting for their denial. “Refuse… and suffer the consequences.” Tyler snapped again. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the ceiling. “I’m not jerking off on some demonic rock for your entertainment!”

I saw him step forward, reaching toward me, but before he could take another step, a lightning bolt struck the ground at his feet, forcing him back. I ignored him. I could not stop now. With my eyes clenched shut, I embraced the agony tearing through me as my rebirth continued. “By fire’s kiss and midnight’s breath, Unchain my soul from silent death. Grant me flesh, fierce and new— A vessel strong, a heart untrue. With every scar, I claim my throne. No longer weak. No longer owned. I shall rise, fierce and blessed. Bring them to ruin—lay them to rest.” I bit down hard, tasting blood as I choked on the final verse. The sky responded in fury. A thunderous cascade of deafening roars cracked thr

This faint gleam of light, representative of brightness and goodness, obliterated the crafty gloom that shrouded him. That sharply defined, handsome face, which once I loved so profoundly, now seems even more chilling the deeper I loved him. Who would have thought that the famous CEO Jared, standing under the sunlight representing justice and brightness, would harbor such darkness and sinister malice within him? To think he would throw the prenup I signed to keep my identity hidden to the wind just to destroy me. Was crippling.

"I gave you one chance. That was it. I can't trust you again. I look at your face and I feel sick, you know that? Every second with you, I'm reminded of the child you had with Sophia. Of the nights you spent tangled up with her. We can't start over, Vince. I'm only asking you this—stop following me." I don't know whether it was the blood loss or heartbreak that made him collapse. His men arrived soon after and took him away. When he cut off his own arm, and I didn't even blink, he should have known— Forgiveness was never an option.

My Other Face: No Mercy. Alpha Rowan's POV Festus's scream was the sound that finished my morning. I smirked and took the seat opposite him. He hadn’t lasted long. Panic licked his skin and sweat had made his collar dark. The pleading came in rhythm, urgent bursts. "Please, boss. He threatened my family. Please, have mercy." I smiled a slow, humorless smile. "Do you know why they call me the unforgiving spirit of Draevyn?"