Books About Hell And Heaven Novels & Stories

Was my fate already written, even before my existence, and if so what was my fate? Heaven and hell were known to mortals. Their different religions depicted in similar ways. Hell being a fiery pit whilst heaven being a blissful paradise. Some people believed that living on Earth itself was Hell because there couldn't be anything worse than this. Unfortunately, that wasn't true. Hell did exist. The Devil did exist. His demons did exist. Heaven did exist. But the true knowledge of them was unspoken.

"No, this isn't heaven." The fog thickened, curling around my legs. The air was thick — heavy enough that even my breath sounded distant. "Maybe…" I said quietly, "maybe this is hell." But hell, according to every frightened priest I'd ever met, was fire and lava and torment — endless screams echoing through caverns of flame. There was none of that here. No heat, no screams. Just a strange, haunting stillness. I exhaled sharply. "Too beautiful for hell," I said under my breath. "And too ugly for heaven."

It carries the weight of my deadpanned soul awaiting a release in the atmosphere of hell. I envy the demons who are alloted to travel across the realm without any obligation or signing the exit contract in Satan's chamber. That red book levitating beside Satan's bed is like a pet to him; he takes it while he is on his rounds in the realm. Only the hardcore tainted souls who have killed and died with the victims should sign the book of exit... especially, me for he has placed me on the lowest pedestal.

a loud voice boomed. I flinched while Rena patted my back, "is okay, Bareea, it is already time." she said softly. "Where do you think I'll be put?" I asked curiously. "The hell is located in the ground while heaven is in the sky. Hell and heaven have seven divisions. I think you will be put in the seventh heaven because you are one of the most innocent people on earth." she smiled cheekily, "but life was too cruel to take you soon." she mumbled.

Whatever the case may be, Erin can not afford to give his stats; and he won't. Heaven or Hell; which place is worse? Eternal life in the clouds, where anything slightly wrong is looked down upon, where every detail is so disgustingly perfect, or eternal life in the pits of fire, where anything good is mocked. In fact, neither. Neither of these places can ever be as nightmarish as the place humans call home. Earth, where both Heaven and Hell co-exists, in utter chaos. Bad is looked down on, but no single kind soul exists. The nothingness that is earth was neither light nor dark, just grey. It was foolish of him to think grey was a mid-ground. It was everything but harmonious.

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'

"Duabus corporibus, una anima. Unum ex duobus immolandum est ut alterum vivat. Alterutrum corporum remanere debet, alioquin aequilibrium inter caelum et infernum concidet." "Two bodies entwined, one soul to tether, A choice must sever the bond forever. One form shall linger, the other must part, Lest chaos consumes the realms at heart. Heaven and Hell's delicate thread, Frays should both be lost or dead." Realizing with aching clarity from the things she had read, Agatha's tears finally break loose. She's consistently cognizant of her innate talents and intellect, a contrast to her sister. By logical deduction, she would be the chosen one to preserve their family's honor.

Third-Person POV Once Sebastian arrived at the manor, he gazed at the smoldering embers of the fire and the sharp scent of burning wood that permeated the air. His heart seemed to stop as he dashed through the smoke and dust into the master bedroom. Panicking, he looked around frantically, eyes widening in shock. There was no body on the floor. "Where is she?" He turned around, lowering his voice. The Capo in charge of security knelt at the door. "Don Quinn, the funeral home... has no records of receiving the body. That ambulance disappeared after entering the surveillance cameras' blind spot, and the license plate is fake."

"She is not talking to the other one anymore. I put one of them in Mom's room and left the other one in my room. I am going to tell Mom." Our morning devotions usually featured Mom's teachings about the raging war between a good God and a bad devil. Humans were in the middle of this war. They had a choice to either join the force of good or that of evil. Those who joined God's fight against the devil would go to heaven. Those who joined the devil to disobey God went to hell. In hell, there was only suffering and pain for all eternity. Nobody would wish eternal suffering, even on their worst enemies.

Chapter 183 Max If hell was a day it would have been what happened yesterday. There are different stages of hell, and it doesn't matter what stage of hell you are in or going through , the levels come with a different challenges . All good things come on threes and so do all bad things too . Hell ; purgatory and Paradise. I didn't study Dante at school but I'm pretty sure inferno doesn't last forever , the space inbetween purgatory and Paradise is always a working progress.