Cain Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

A memory of something he saw there that he thought was particularly disturbing. "Yes, when I was looking for our killer, I stumbled upon a room… they had jars with liquid in them, and…" Cain said, unable to finish his sentence. He remembered how disturbed he was by seeing that. It disturbed him so much because he could have seen his own people doing something like that to him. "Fangs! They had fangs in those jars you…" Azrael started to say but stopped when he saw the disturbed look on the hybrid's face, his father behind him shaking his head no.

Leah's Pov: Cain smirked revealing very long canines "Today is clearly the most fun Halloween I've had in a hundred years." he laughed darkly. "Cain!" his name fell from my lips as he held two heads in his hands. "Hello Sweet darling, did you miss me?" He snarled. "Why are you doing this?" I trembled my knees weak, holding my scalp that was no longer bleeding looking at the dead witch he just forced to heal me.

I demanded, following him into the suite and watching him settle onto the couch like he didn’t have a care in the world. “Drinking excellent whiskey,” Cain replied, gesturing to the bottle on the coffee table. “Want some? You look like you could use it.” “You deliberately marked” I said, staying standing because sitting would have implied this was a civil conversation. “You put your hands on her knowing exactly what it would do to me.” “And it worked beautifully,” Cain said, taking a leisurely sip of his drink. “You should have seen your face at that festival. I thought you were going to shift right there in front of all those humans. Very entertaining.”

Ava closed her eyes, the memory of Dominic’s hands on her waist and the heat of his gaze flashing through her mind. "I need a real plan," Cain continued, his voice echoing with a greed. "You need to get into his computer. Hack his bank accounts. I want him bled dry. I want him on his knees." Ava said nothing. She stared at her reflection in the darkened window, seeing a stranger looking back. "Ava?" Cain’s voice dropped, becoming laced with a poisonous suspicion. "Or has it already happened? Have you actually fallen for the man who killed your brother?"

his voice snarled on screen. Cain shut off the TV. Saxon whispered, “That’s… online?” Cain nodded once. “Who has it?” Cain’s voice was ice. “Don Vincente.” Saxon’s breath hitched. “How?” Cain turned to him, jaw flexing. “Someone tapped the feed. Probably before we even got here.” “Your own system?” “I built this place to be untouchable,” Cain said darkly. “Which means whoever breached it knows me.”

Oh please. I have no idea what I’m doing here, I’m still scared that I almost died tho. I’m lying face up staring at the ceiling when the voice of a woman brings my eyes down and I quickly sat up to look in the direction of the voice. There was a woman standing next to Cain with his shirt off exposing his bandages from the gunshot . I have no idea what they are talking about but if Cain wanted to continue his New York habits he should at least give me a heads up , things are different now because he kissed me and I can’t help but wonder if he actually likes me .

'Great. Cain smirked, his eyes dancing with mischief. "Still carried you, Princess. And you're definitely heavier now." My jaw dropped. "Heavier?!" I looked at my legs. They were toned, but still. "I haven't been binging on chocolate!" I snapped. He just grinned wider. Before I could hit him, the giant wooden doors of the house swung open. Four people stepped out, lining up under a white marble porch with massive columns. Cain’s face went serious. "Alpha Fenral. Luna Damara," he whispered. He squinted. "Looks like Zaid and—"

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

Cackling, he added, "Once I'm bored with her, I'll dump her at the club and sell her services to the highest bidders. I'm sure plenty of men would be keen to get a taste of her." Cassian's eyes were bloodshot. Clenching his fists, he fought to get back on his feet. But after the two punches from Cain, he felt as though his organs had rearranged themselves. Despite struggling with all his might, he still remained on the floor. "Oh, right. If I remember correctly, you said you and your mother were all you guys had, right?" Cain remarked with a grin. "Once I kill you, I'll capture her. Don't worry. I won't kill her. I'll let her entertain the men at the club alongside that bitch, Serena."

Despite the panic that affected Kyra, she did not lose sight of the condition of Celine, who seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness. "Celine, breathe, please, you have to be strong, please, for me, I can't stand without you." Is it possible that Zain is still alive, this means that the head of the snake is still swirling around the place, O Almighty!! This is awesome, emerald green eyes, like two rare gems, Talia, he owns Talia, Zayn took Talia, Maxim and Ruby's daughter, her parents' trust. Kaiden rose from his seat, placing his palm on the position of his heart, and Damian followed him at the same pace, clutching the latter on his chest, as if excruciating pain afflicted them.