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IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: This is the only authors note this book will have, so please read it. Hell Of A Marriage, although a spinoff from Little Nerdy Nightmare is a stand-alone book. *PEOPLE TO KNOW BEFORE READING.* Taylor Snowfall: The woman Keenan loves who is in love with his best friend. Although her presence doesn’t appear much displayed in this book. Phoebe Cates Snowfall: She was Keenan’s first love interest, but she was Rory’s kid sister, and he told Keenan to end the relationship.

Together with Lilith and Gluttony, they would relocate to Hell. Everyone followed his command without hesitation. Lucifer opened a portal directly to Hell. Dark energy tore through the air as the gateway expanded before them. One by one, they stepped through, leaving the trembling chamber behind. They found themselves at Armageddon. It was a wide and vast expanse of land in Hell, stretching farther than the eye could see, a desolate wasteland that resembled a no man’s land on Earth, yet somehow more hostile, more absolute in its emptiness. The ground was cracked and barren, jagged fissures crawling across its surface like scars, releasing faint wisps of smoke and ash that curled into the hea

He says with a serious tone. Okay, Antonio can be scary sometimes but the things I've heard about Gabriella are terrifying, that woman is a walking devil but a female version. She will do anything for power even if it involves killing an innocent child. If you betray or cross her line you've woken up the feared demon of hell.

Her cut and bruised hand tightened on the pen again and ploughed into the paper Dearest mortal you have become blind…blind to the fight that is constant around us, that creeps in the night while you sleep, that watches your every move…just so that when you trip and fall…your soul is on the line…easy for the taking. Don’t fall for his tricks… he fights over your soul dear human that Devil seeks to lure people away from God, his doing a mighty fine job. And you’re letting it happen. Have you ever wondered how some mere humans are so poor and unheard of, then extremely rich in a matter of seconds? This person has obviously offered his or her soul in exchange for diabolical favours. Of cours

But if there's one thing he still cares about, it's his obsessive disorder. Elio hates mess and dirt. It's sickly with him, and he has a holy horror of change. When I say "change," I include moving an object a few centimeters on a shelf. No one will notice except Elio. He really is a fucking mental case... and I know I'm in no position to talk about him like that. Cazzo. I see Elio staggering towards me. He's had more than enough to drink tonight. He's barefoot, and his white shirt is half-open. His beard is even shaggier than usual. Elio's usually neat appearance seems a distant memory.

I look around at the voidless darkness that is filled with the hot fires of hell. It is quiet but if you pay attention you will almost be able to here the screams and cries of agony. This is home. Home is a desert that look like nothing to the eye but it is all a glamour, when the council of heaven take their place in their home... No damned, tortured or demon will be heard.

" I say calmly, even though I'm anything but calm. I’ve always prided myself on being a man who never allows himself to get into awkward situations, so finding myself in this unfortunate situation now isn’t in the least bit palatable. "Like hell, we are! I'm not killing my baby for anything in the world. I knew you were going to say this, but I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. This is my body, and I can do whatever the hell I like with it. What I'm not going to do is murder my own child. I'm having this baby, whether you like it or not.”

'The standard vow text is four hundred years old,' he said when she asked, 'and contains three references to the cultivator's duty to the heavens that are philosophically incompatible with this cultivation path, which specifically does not operate through heavenly mandate but through personal emotional truth. 'The heavens,' she agreed, sitting down across from him, 'were not notably involved in my development.' 'Exactly. I want to write our own vows.' 'Then write them.' 'I have. Seven drafts.' He spread them out. Each one was precise and layered and deeply, unmistakably him. 'The fifth draft is closest but the final line still does not —' 'Read me the fifth one.' He read it to her. She liste

because I do want it, and you don't know how much. I make a great effort not to fall into his provocations, and I don't mean that he's going to bother me, but not to fall into that great temptation of hell, which even burns. He is a dangerous man, he is pure fire. I will never know how to handle something like that. The problem is not only that, but what he is managing to awaken in me.

That's it, this is my end. He began to touch me and tried to rip away my blouse. But the last thing I prayed on my mind was "Please God, please save me". I think I don't deserve heaven life I always living in hell life and after death also I am going to hell only and I shut my eyes tightly ready to go for hell. But I think god heard my prayer, because he sent some Savior for me. My Savior is none other than my husband. Thank you god Akash POV ***********