7 Minutes In Hell Game Novels & Stories

|| Kiera Stevens's POV || A new beginning... Or A new walk to destruction... I was here to seal the deal with the devil, to submit my soul so that he could turn me into ashes. Tears blurred the vision of his haunted house in front of me. It was 3 a.m at night already. Surprisingly, I didn't know how I arrived at this place without any fear. Inhaling another deep breath, I walked into the entrance numbly, my legs wobbling all the way into the house. Matteo was heading outside. A look of surprise flashed across his gaze when he saw me. He asked, nodding his head politely,

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

Kim’s voice dripped with disappointment, though her smile remained eerily intact. Jess instinctively clutched at her neck, the invisible scar burning in her mind—a device planted deep within her flesh, a lethal reminder that one wrong move could end everything. She had nearly forgotten, but Kim’s presence brought it all back. That device, meant to silence her if she ever spoke out, was a constant threat. Jess knew something—she had uncovered a little knowledge regarding the dark truth behind Mr. Hunt’s grand scheme, a plot that could potentially eradicate humanity. “Good to know you remember,” Kim giggled—the same horrifying giggle she always does. “You still have your head on, which means y

He leaned close as he passed and murmured, “Seven minutes wasn’t enough. I want more.” And just like that, the game was over. But the fire had only begun.

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

That man wants to see me dead! The time is thirty minutes to seven in the evening. Besides the waves, the approaching darkness would make an already dangerous situation even harder. A network of powerful spotlights mounted on hovering drones cast an eerie glow over the battleground. These drones, along with fixed cameras at each corner of the platform, ensure that every moment of the fight is captured in high definition for the gamblers watching from afar. Josh and I changed into simple wetsuits. With trembling fingers, I dialed Sarah's number as I waited. The weight of possibly saying goodbye without her knowing pressed heavily on my chest.

Lazarus does a thumbs up to me and I give him one back. The game continues and we encounter more enemies and end up in some pretty tight spots. At some point the whole platform we were on started shaking and we had to grab on to the walls. Lazarus whispered to me that the game needed to lower us to ground level and simulated a meteor storm to hide the fact that our platform slowly went down. Eventually we reach our goal and retrieve the important documents. The goggles turn off and everyone is back in reality. The game took close to two hours to play and once again I’m sweaty.

While on the other hand River is trying to peek on the other side, to see where Roman is being taken by his men. “F*ck, they’re taking them by a plane.” He said. “I got you f*cker.” Hell said and pressed a red bottom behind his phone. “The f*ck is that?” Death asks. “Wait after 30 second you’ll see.” Hell answered. River came out to where they were hiding and started shooting on Roman’s men and also the three did, but unfortunately River got glazed by a bullet on the shoulder. “D*mn.” River said and hid behind a tree.

Blue texted, methodically planning anything and everything to keep V to himself. "Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you? Are you some psycho, or what? It's just a stupid game," V shouted as he read the text, nerves reaching an all-time high as he stood up, grabbing Blue by the collar. "Get your hands off me, or I'll make sure your death is painful." "I-" "Hello, players! Well done to the eighty four players who made it past the seven hour mark! The circle will now be closing in by a square kilometre! Good luck, my lovelies!"