Arrastrado Al Infierno Novels & Stories

At this moment, there was another person inside his body. Levi looked coldly at her. “I don’t want to be with you anymore, you despicable, treacherous, unscrupulous wretch!” Arista was still immersed in the pain of almost being burnt to death, filled with deep resentment towards him. He looked silently at Arista, as if finally admitting defeat. He sighed helplessly, a rare sign of resignation in his voice: “Get up, let me in.” Arista ignored him, dragging herself backward on the ground.

The Astral seethed with anger. After ridiculing the others and calling them worthless fools, his arrogance was slapped back in his face. Now that they all had the chance to escape, his frustration only grew. But despite his rage, there was nothing he could do about it. "Damn it! I’ll make you suffer, Adrian! I’ll cast you into an abyss of endless torment and make sure you suffer for all eternity!" he shouted furiously.

Dieu n'échoue jamais ein ein ein C'est quel problème qui te fait reculer Il ne ment jamais ein ein ein C'est quelle promesse il peut pas assumer eh eh Je suis son enfant anh anh anh Papa est là je n'peux échouer eh eh Sa main est sur moi oh, sur moi, sur moi C'est quel Goliath je n'peux pas tuer S'il y'a des hommes pour prier

Under a black cap, his blonde hair was disguised. My gaze was drawn to Sydney, and a boiling monster of wrath surged within me. As I checked on Sydney, my heart was racing. The constant rise and fall of her chest told me she was still alive. She must have passed out from the pain she had received. Her hair was pulled forwards, concealing her face. Her body was covered in welts. What type of animal would subject another person to such suffering? I returned Eric's enraged stare. I said softly, "Hello, Javier."

And I ruined everything. Santo slides his hand over my elbow and pulls me toward the elevators again. He angrily presses the call button and turns to me. His voice has dropped a tone, and I can hear a hint of remorse in it. "Stop crying. It is too late for all that. Do you think I enjoy having to go out and get you? Do you think I get off on seeing you cry or tremble in front of me? Pezzo di merda... (Holy shit*)."

Defeated. Cristian crouched, tilting my chin up. “Because breaking you is too much fun. And we're just getting started.” I cried harder, the weight of it all crashing down. Why was this happening? Why couldn't I escape? The fork lay discarded in the corner, mocking me. I'm trapped again. Where the fuck are you, Andrade!?

Azrael's mind again encompassed that of the man, and he continued to quote: “I am the first and the last and the living. I was dead, but now I live forever, and I have the keys to death and the underworld. ”But at the same time he began to shape the Spaniard's weak spirit according to his will: All your SINS, remember them Cristiano. Convert yourself and SERVE me, this is the only way I can save you. Show me the way out and your HEART will be as CLEAN as that of his baby on the day of his birth. Eternal DAMN is waiting for you for your sins, don't you understand? This is your only chance to save yourself for your FAMILY. Don't you want to see your mother again? You have to take it FOR HER, C

Azrathor carried his freshly marked sacrifice through the burning rift without ceremony. The abandoned chapel dissolved behind them as they plunged into the infernal realm. Elara’s body still leaked thick ropes of his molten cum, her belly slightly bloated, glowing runes pulsing across her skin. The faint reddish tint had deepened. Her nipples were now permanently dark crimson, her clit swollen and throbbing, and her hazel eyes flickered with hellfire.

The Metal God Dragón de Hierro glanced at Rey de Los Lobos's Thunder God, then crouched and said, "She fell from the top of Atardecer." The God of Fire León de Fuego was imprisoned under a glacier. Under the glacier, he tasted cold for the first time, his fire couldn't be lit, his strength couldn't work, and he had to let the cold gnaw every inch of his life, torturing his every nerve, experiencing the pain of neither living nor dying. A few days later, his body lost sensation, and his soul hung like a dream. In the hazy, he hears discrete footsteps but doesn't have the energy to check who's walking back and forth...