Beyond Hell Novels & Stories

One day, earth itself , Would bow to its Lord and Ruler, The dark side, That threatens all of humanity. Be wary humans, Hell is come, And hell is come to stay. Hell fire and damnation, For power, Has indeed changed hands. Hell is come... Battle of the Demons , year 2018.

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

"For sometime, everything was blank. Just blank. Literally felt life less. It was like this for a while. This was until I began to see myself in a dark room. It was terrible at first, as I kept having nightmares about the accident. And some other stuffs I barely recall. God, it felt like hell. Reliving that terrible event every minute of the day. I wanted to run mad. Just went I thought I was at the verge of losing it, it suddenly just. . . stopped. I stopped having those nightmares and started hearing voices. I am pretty sure that deep husky voice was Nicolás'." He chortled. "I did not feel lonely anymore. You know, it felt like they were with me. My family. It was not dark anymore. Just pl

Others talked about the explosions that sounded miles away from them, thinking it was maybe an approached hurricane or earth quake. Back at the field where the crater of flames remained, Hades and Belphegor didn't die when they were thrown into Tartarus. They only returned to where they belonged, the place where the remaining five deadly sins resided. Xavier took one last look at Layla and was about to disappear when the earth shook like an earthquake. This caught the attention of every creature and they stood alert, watching and waiting for the threat. All was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly, right from the crater of flames, a gigantic hand bust out and grabbed the earth, sendin

Beatrice started shaking violently again, completely unable to control herself. "But Hazelyn went straight in, and I didn't have a chance to personally kill her. Why did all of the Keller family die, yet they are living luxuriously? They’re enjoying the Keller family's assets, living in the Keller family's house, wearing the Keller family's clothes... Ahh!" Beatrice screamed as if going mad, her hoarse voice echoing throughout the entire courtyard, sending shivers down one's spine.

***MAYA'S POV*** My eyes fluttered open, struggling to adjust to the glaring light overhead. As the brightness faded into focus, I was met with stark white walls that felt more like a canvas hauntingly devoid of color. The sterile smell of antiseptic mixed with faint whiffs of medication filled the air, suffocating me. A nearby machine beeped in a steady rhythm, the sound foreign and mechanical. Suddenly, it all came rushing back. I shot up in bed, adrenaline coursing through me, only to feel a firm hand on my shoulder, gently but insistently pulling me back down. I turned to find Christi, her face etched with concern, eyes brimming with unshed tears.

"Ray can only care for my baby. Don't think you can have one too to compete for his attention. Of course, even if you tell him, Ray won't believe you anyway." I shoved her away with all my strength and screamed, "Doctor! Doctor!" Pain crashed over me in waves as blood flowed more heavily beneath me. It soaked through the sheets, spreading to the edge of the bed. Droplets fell to the floor, blooming into horrifying crimson patterns. Several nurses rushed in, and one exclaimed, "Gosh, she's hemorrhaging! This isn't a normal miscarriage!" The pain made my consciousness fade. Before being wheeled into the operating room, I heard Raymond's panicked voice.

Then she came back. But this time felt different. This time, she’d gone with the Luna’s blessing. This time, she’d said she was free. I raked a hand through my hair and looked at the empty clinic again. Where could she go? She was an Omega, and it was dangerous outside pack lands. Rogues roamed the borders, desperate wolves with nothing left to lose. Lydia wouldn’t survive out there long. At least, that’s what I told myself. I exhaled slowly, then straightened. “We’ll wait,” I said. “A few days. Meryl will come back. Maybe Lydia will too.”

“Breathe. Don’t leave me like this.” He forced air into her lungs and pressed again, desperate and frantic. But her chest remained still. Her eyes never opened. Lisa Callahan, the heiress who had plotted betrayal and who had promised him a future built from revenge and stolen empires, lay silent. Gone. Peter sat back, drenched and trembling, though his jaw was set tight. The waiter lingered nearby, pale and terrified. “Sir… she—” “No one saw this,” Peter cut him off, his voice low and menacing. His gaze flicked to the unconscious Samuel. “No one knows.”

It echoed in the hollow spaces of her skull, loud, demanding, and cruel. ----- In the Abyss Beyond—the place that was not hell, not earth, not sky—Hellspawn stood before a large mirror, where he sat and watched seraphine, he frowned and spoke again. “He stands there. He is weak. He is tired. Strike him, Seraphine. End it. Why do you delay?”