Novel & Cerita 7 Rings Of Hell

An image of Elliott being led away by that red headed turd flashed before my eyes and my foot mashed the gas pedal, throwing the car forward. Elliott… Damn you Elliott.. for making me feel this way, for making me this mad. Damn you and your stupid husband. I felt like going on a rampage, breaking, crushing anything or anyone in my way. I wanted to….. Kill…. Damn you. “Fuck!” I screamed at no one in particular. I swerved between two cabs, the Ferrari’s engine growling loudly. Much too fast, my apartment building raced into view and with one jerk of the wheel, I screeched into the underground parking lot, narrowing missing one of the building beams.

The seven brothers, the seven abominations, the seven overloads resounded both in the underworld and in the civil world without end or losing momentum. Then, years later...

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

“Fuck me” With that signature smirk of his back on his face, he nodded for me to get on my knees. I did without hesitation and took his cock back in my mouth, his Albert dancing at the back of my throat but I didn't care. I played with the veiny monster while staring at him, watching him almost lose control. Groaning, he pulled me up and turned me around, bending me over the chair. I held it to balance myself, I bit my lip when I felt his ring at my entrance.

Damon I am known as Damon Reed, The Prince Of Hell, and I've been at this for three hundred years. Every year it's the same. My father sends me all over Earth from November 26th to December 25th. He does this because The Moiari (The Fates) foretold this. They did the same for the angels, but their window is during Lent. As above so below, truly does apply here. My father's brother rules Heaven and he too has a son. We are both destined to find our queens, but that's where the similarities between us end. If our queens were in Heaven or Hell, we would have already found them. So they must be on Earth because Earth is where those not fully born of this realm end up or those that simply refuse

I asked him in my pillow talk voice. “Hm?” Came his hum of a response, I could feel the rumbling in his chest as he made the sound against my back. “My dad… my mom mentioned that my dad had committed all seven sins and that it was game over for him, what does that mean?” Damien took a long inhale “It means that he is a level four now.”

Fucking hell. The assistant coach shuffles back down behind us and moves Knox over. He takes my hands and presses on my knuckles. When I hiss, he tuts. I should’ve kept my damn mouth shut because now he’s glaring at me like I’m never going to play again. Dramatic asshole. I’m ready to pick a fight with anyone and everyone. “It’s fine,” I grit out. My ring finger is tingling. The assistant coach, fresh out of college himself, scoffs. “Yeah, right.”

I seriously warned them. Hell is not as hot as you think it is. There are three stages of hell, and the first stage is the hottest part of hell. Hotter than the flowing lava from an active volcano. The steam alone can drive you crazy from the humidity that it brings. That place is where the souls of the flawed, immoral, unlawful, corrupt, criminal, dishonest, and crooked are being punished. All you can hear and see are sufferings and despair. There is no room for hope in the place. The second stage is where Oslec belongs. The mighty warriors and loyal soldiers protect the Kingdom of the Demon King. That place is not as hot as the first place but full of dangerous terrains perfect for militar

It was dark, but to my eyes it appeared the steel rings were of differing sizes, getting smaller from one end to the other. It was only much later that I discovered the contraption had a name. It was called the Gates of Hell, and I was about to enter. Without speaking, and before I could speak, she put both hands on the handle-like leather loops dangling from the largest ring (large being a relative term). She positioned the first ring at the head of my cock, and suddenly pulled down. I could see the tricep muscles on her sexy, feminine arms flex as she aggressively yanked down. Four of the seven rings made it over the engorged head of my cock, still wet from her pussy juice, on that first y