Novel & Cerita 23 Minutes In Hell Book

"Hmmmmm," "Feel this? Sooner or any minute or hours, this would go down and drill your ass hard till it bleeds. Mind you, it would take me hours before I bust so, get ready and be used to it. This will be the only dick that will fuck you till eternity, Keatton. If any dick would then prepare yourself the same as the guy who'll put his dick inside you. My torture room is open for anyone and they can cry there for mercy but no one will show or give to them,"

“If anyone looks at us funny, all the demons will see is a pack of wild Hellhounds.” “That sort of makes sense.” I broke away from the group, walked into my tent, and pulled off my jeans and shirt. My fingers trembled as I fastened the pants and pulled up the zip of my hoodie. The trip shouldn’t take that long, considering the elevator ride had taken an hour once Hades’ secretary had ordered the infernal contraption to slow. We would probably run through the network of tunnels I’d seen in Rocco’s o ce, which might mean that we wouldn’t encounter any demons until we reached the villages.

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Each second stretched out agonisingly, each one a reminder of the danger we were clearly in and each one a reminder that I was now dealing with one very pissed-off demon, who didn't appreciate being blackmailed one little bit. After a while, he dropped his hand from my mouth, but didn't let go of me, and I swallowed, trying to control my breathing. Three minutes felt like a lifetime. Three minutes was like a prison. A clock chimed, its lyrical steady beat striking twelve times and filling the room beyond with a pleasant, resounding echo that seemed to reverberate in my ears long after it had stopped. Still, Ethan didn't move and on the other side of the curtain, I could hear the sound of shu

nearly shriek but I bite my tongue when I feel scorching heat and see a window that shows rivers of fire and lava. Oh my God! Am I in a volcano! How in the fuck am I not burning alive?! My mind is sent into sheer terror when I begin to hear agonizing screams. They sound like they are coming from inside the lava. The screams were almost deafening. I cringe away from the windows, as I run down another hallway. Not a volcano! NO! so much worse, I realize, I am in Hell, literally! I turn down another hallway, hoping that I am in the clear. “Hello darling” I hear his voice, I feel his arm snake around my waist, and his breath on my neck. “Hades” I whisper. “If you wanted a tour, just say so” he

TRIGGER WARNING THIS BOOK IS STRICT EROTICA - 18+ ONLY CONTAINS EXTREME EXPLICIT SEX, HEAVY BLASPHEMY, PRIEST/YOUNG WOMAN TABOO, ROUGH SEX, CHOKING, SPANKING, FILTHY DIRTY TALK, AND RISK OF GETTING CAUGHT IN CHURCH. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "Angela's POV" At twenty-three years old, I was pretty sure I was going straight to hell — and I was surprisingly okay with it.

Straight to that loading dock Leo almost reached. We'd make it. For Leo. For our baby. For everyone we'd lost. We'd escape this hell. Or we'd die trying. But we wouldn't stay here. Not one more day than necessary. The lights flickered again. Forty-three minutes. I started counting. Waiting for the next one. Waiting for the pattern to break. Waiting for the moment everything went dark. And our chance came.

This is Book 2 from Book 1 Moments with My Devil. Thank you everyone that is continuing this journey with my characters 🥰 I appreciate all the support and I hope you enjoy reading to the end! Please leave gems to show your support of book. Ethan POV - We left that Hell in Worthington two months ago for a better life and now I wish we hadn't. I failed Alley and sitting here in this hospital after my best friend died in my arms, I knew that Christian was the only man that she could ever truly love. He was her soul mate and when you take away someone's soul there isn't anything left to them but a shell full of darkness.

Inside was a single object, bound in a frost-coated bark, etched with the golden spiral. It pulsed once in his hand and then went still. And the cathedral listened. Kieran opened the book and read out loud: “Those who read this book have already been damned. When you pass through those doors of how you so crave, it shall be your demise in the true self of you. For you shall see it, the thing that is everything.” Kieran gulped as he carried on reading.

There I was once again in a dark room, listening to the fight going on outside. I cover my ears, willing myself to close it out. To be anywhere but here again. It had been a few years since I had been locked in my own mind. Everywhere I turned was a new memory, a new trauma. I remember as a child, everyone would talk about hell. How it’s a place bad people where sent. A place far away from earth, a place you could only be sent to by god. But as I grew, I came to learn, hell wasn’t a mythical place. Hell was right here, it lived among us. It lived right under our noses, it lived in the darkest places of the human mind. The places we wanted to pretend didn’t exist. Hell was man made.