Wrath Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Lust kneeled on the ground crying while his lover Greed console him who has a grim face, Gluttony and Sloth mouth agape as their eyes going red, tears threatening to spill from their eyes when they saw how Wrath fell and blood seeped out on his chest and mouth. Jophiel's ones lovely golden eyes now slowly turned to crimson red and a pinkish hue. His ones white as snow, now a crimson red color. His aura a dark one as blood and thorny roses emerge from her. Wrath seeing his beloved Jophiel in this though in pain, touched his cheeks tenderly trying to calm him. But Jophiel continued to released blood and thorny roses that seem to flood the whole ground and all fell on the ground as they choked

I retorted. "Because we used to be in the same group?" Third said. He have a crystal blue hair. "You already said it, Third. We used to be in the same group it means it was already all in the past. Also, it was just all for convenience, right?" I said That's right. They are my former group mates. We didn't choose to be with each other. It's the people in the underworld that chose us. In the underworld, 7 strong and high people run the whole underworld. They were called 7 deadly sins. First is me the Queen symbolizes the wrath. Yvo the king was the greed. Seref was the Envy. Third was the Sloth. Rex was the Gluttony. Klea was the Pride. Zelestine was the Lust. We're not close because I don't

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

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.

There were some that even proclaimed; how weak the seven were that they choose to rule hand in hand, if it where them they would have ruled the underworld alone and unchallenged. But the funny part was that many of those hot blooded talents didn't even manage to live long as just as they shine for a moment they were either openly killed or assassinated by the veterans mafias that experienced the era of the seven sins as they are still fearful and making sure that another such era never appear again. They don't dare confront the seven brothers but it does not mean they can't take care of weaker threats before they could grow.

(MENTAL ILLNESS) PRIDE, GREED, LUST, WRATH, GLUTTON, SLOTH, AND ENVY, AND THE VERY CORE OF THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS. IF YOU ARE ASKED, FOR YOU, WHAT DO THE SINS STANDS FOR?

Often very attractive with yellow eyes but need to be constantly on the go, kind of like puppies. Then there’s vampires. Pale, elegant, weirdly posh, intelligent, bloodsuckers. And who can forget high elves? Tall, beautiful, clear eyes, long lives, connections to nature, natural leaders. Self important bastards to be honest. Like most fairies, I’m on the short side with pointed ears and colourful hair. Mine’s purple actually. But otherwise, I look like my older brother, Russell, and my mother. Slender, pale, grey eyes. Russell’s just me with dark hair and a growth spurt. Normals don’t really have a “look” but if you look at my dad, a middle aged balding white man, you’d say he’s normal looki

"Who are you calling a bitch?" Tara was already upset after driving in circles but failing to locate me. She broke down after Preston laid his hand on her. Sitting on the ground, she wailed, "You are still in love with your first crush, after all! Preston Whitmore, remember: you were out of my league before the partnership with Harlan Group. Now that you're rich, you immediately go to your first crush! I will not let that happen." Preston shot Tara some looks, but she was too busy crying to notice his hints.

"We know that means you just don't agree with where your own intelligence has led you." I gave him a bored look. "Alright, Mr Nosey." Xavier chuckled at me softly, I gave him a small smile. "The elder said it would 'dull' me." I said, feeling their attention shift to considering and attentive. "My Heat causes my primal needs to amplify," I considered for a moment. "In human terms, it's a mix of the seven deadly sins; lust, glutton, sloth, pride, envy and wrath." Theo rose a brow. "You feel envious?"

Because I had loved her in silence far too long. “Because she’s Sylvara Swiftfang,” I said simply, the name tasting like smoke on my tongue. “And she’s the only one I want.” Lycus dragged a hand through his hair, biting back curses. “I thought you killed that schoolboy crush years ago. Instead, you’ve chained yourself to war with two rival packs at once.” I smiled. He could call it madness, but obsession was my sharpest weapon. “She’ll love me,” I said, my voice steel. “And if she doesn’t, I’ll give her back in seven months.”