Wrath Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

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!”

In unbearable regret and pain, Julian watched helplessly as his body was torn apart piece by piece. In the final moments before his death, Julian struggled to turn his head and looked toward the hidden camera in the corner of the hallway ceiling. He knew I was watching. He reached out with a hand reduced to bone and torn flesh, grasping weakly toward the camera, his eyes filled with a desperate plea for forgiveness and remorse for his stupidity in this life. Then his vision sank into darkness, swallowed by the zombies' bloody maws. I sat in front of the screen in the bunker, watching Julian being devoured with no expression on my face. I felt nothing as I looked at the regret in his eyes bef

"Different? You would have sent a check. You would have paid for my silence just like he did. You wouldn't have invited me to your table. You wouldn't have called me sister." "Thats not true, but I am sorry," I said, my voice steady and low. "I am truly sorry for what he did to your mother. I am sorry for the life you were denied. He was a cruel man in ways I am only just beginning to understand. But Margaret, none of that justifies what you’ve done. My father’s sins don't give you the right to murder innocent people."

Now he is building each of the plans with someone else, and I am left in the darkness. "You deserve the pain, you choose to be hurt and miserable, blame yourself," I whispered and leaned against the wall. Hoping to have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow is another battle to make a living. And I'll go back to black.

Maddison slowly retraced her steps and went to their table, "Yes, Sister Georgina." Georgina eyed her, "What was that act in the place of God?" Maddison looked down, playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry Sister Georgina but I don't know what you're talking about." "Lying is a sin and you've committed two sins in a day, only Lord knows how much you've sinned, I don't want to report you." "Please do not report me, Sister Georgina, I'll go and confess my sins right away, and beg God for forgiveness," Maddison begged.

she said watching his body language. “Yes of course.” He said looking at her. “He’s one of the elites of the underworld, there are four of them. Sin, torment, Anguish and Death.” He said looking forward. “We’ve dealt with them rarely, so we don’t know a lot about them. We know they start wars, invite plagues, they merge the realms together.” He said looking back at her. “They are not someone you want to mess with if you cant deal with a lot of pain and suffering.” “I don’t want any of that to happen, how do I stop it?” she said looking at him.

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.

Genad had already placed on the anti-device, and although he had turned into an angel, the darkness within him as a demon still ran loose, and with a place filled with holiness like the heavens he would probably be scorched the moment he entered. Just as expected, at their entrance they were screened by the seven beastly statues that represented the seven deadly sins. Due to the immense hate within his heart, Genad would have been found guilty of the sin of rage but because of the device, 60% of the scrutiny was passed, and for the remaining 40% he passed by tucking his hate deep within his heart.

"The two biggest women... They are possessed, Arianna. They recognized both of us. Your guardian put us here to take them back.” "We can't kill them," I murmured nervously. "We're going to be real prisoners if we do that.” "I thought of the same thing," she said darkly. "But you don't know the worst part. Each demon has a kind of aura that identifies him. We, the seven deadly sins, have a shining aura, indicating that we belong to royalty. They, in addition to having already realized that they are possessed by fallen angels and not just smaller demons, have an aura in shades of red, an aura made of pure lust.”

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.