Novel & Cerita A Divine Revelation Of Hell Book

I stared at him while he was talking about all this, trying to wrap my head around it. “Like the apocalypse?” Louise asked, and Aaron shrugged. She sighed, “Yup I’m gonna need another drink,” “There are four seals, one in each corner of the world. When each of the seals has been broken, then the gates of hell will open and fire will reign on Earth,” We all looked over at Harry, who was reading from an old looking book. “What’s that?” Aaron asked, standing up and Harry passed him the book. Aaron looked at the front and his eyes bulged out and then he shook his head.

My ears were disturbed by the high pitch of his speech. "I have one more question about this book: how many of them are there in this realm?" I displayed the blood-red book. "Oh, sire, we don't know. This book was not created by us." "What?!" "Explain yourself properly!" The cave trembled, debris from the roof dropped, and the dungeon entrance shook as well. My emotions erupted, and the demonic aura I hadn't employed in a long time burst forth as if a dam had burst. "urgh… Sire! Mercy!"

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The mighty creature stood before Julius and answered him, saying, "The day will come when all is revealed on the day of reckoning. All the lords of Hell shall sound their trumpets and bring forth a new era. An age where the darkness shall eclipse light. An age of shorter days and longer nights. A time when the king of darkness shall rise and set forth a kingdom far greater than any kingdom humanity has ever known. The new king of Hell's army will never be defeated until his offspring rises against him."

Rhea screamed, "She's dying! She wants to get revenge on us before she dies. Shannon Barnier, you evil woman!" "Are you dying?" Jack asked with a terrified look and turned to Rhea. "What's going on? Tell me everything." Rhea, holding her baby bump, explained the situation with much difficulty. Jack looked at me with a conflicted expression. "Is this your revenge against me?" I shook my head nonchalantly, saying, "No, I'm fine. I went for another checkup, and it turns out they misdiagnosed." In truth, I wasn't sick at all. The previous diagnosis was fake. What I told Rhea was just a lie, and I conveniently explained it away as a misdiagnosis.

Then, with a sigh, she clasped her hands together and leaned forward. “No, not every soul ends up here,” Evelyn began. “Hell isn’t just a pit where the damned are thrown. It’s… layered, stand ructured. A place of consequence.” Bridgette and Penny exchanged glances but remained silent, allowing Evelyn to continue. “The souls that come here either belong to those who have done unspeakable things in life, those who owe a debt to the gods, or those who have unfinished business.” She glanced at Bridgette and Penny.

He was too scared to say a word even when his own wife was being offered up to serve the divine tree. … The next day, a few muscular men brought a sedan chair to the village before dawn broke on the horizon. According to the rules, the woman had to be blindfolded when she was delivered to the divine tree to prevent the location of the tree from being exposed. "Drink this, Hailey," David said as he offered me a bowl of black liquid. I took the bowl from him. The strong, herbal scent stung my nose. "What is this?" "It's to calm your nerves, so you won't feel as much pain later," David explained with bright eyes.

Slow mornings with the devil. Who knew hell could feel this good?

I shouldn't disturb him, but I miss him very much. Sebastian's hands began to tremble. He remembered Winnie's greedy eyes and shallow calculations. Contrasting them with Nicola's forbearance and deep affection, he threw the diary on the floor, buried his head in his hands, and crouched down. He had lost his soulmate. Sebastian picked up his phone and dialed a number. It was a number he had obtained by using his last personal connections. The phone rang for a long time before finally being answered. "Don Quinn? You still have the nerve to call?" It was Ethan's voice, laced with sarcasm.