Chel Hell Bunny Novels & Stories

And Danielle had become too blind, too taken by him to see who he really was. She looked at her wrist and saw the marks left by Jordan's steel grip. Charlotte remembered his cold, evil look that made her tremble. He frightened her like no man or woman ever before. Jordan wasn’t human, he was the devil in person. His presence was so toxic that she couldn’t breathe well when he was around. Charlotte knew she had to do something to send him away, preferably without putting her or Danielle in danger. For now, given that later she will meet him, and he would want to know if the envelope had been ‘delivered’, Charlotte had no other choice than to do what he had told her to.

Kunwari’y masaya siya pero ang totoo'y gusto na niyang tumakbo palabas ng lugar na 'yon. Napabuga siya ng hangin nang makapasok sa kanyang sasakyan. Ang init ng kanyang pakiramdam kahit naka-full na ang aircon. Kinuha niya ang cellphone at nagtipa ng mensahe sa nanginginig na kamay. Makailang beses niyang binura ang simpleng mensahe para Kay Mother Chelsea. Simpleng pagtatanong lang kung saan ito nagliliwaliw ngayon pero mali-mali pa ang pagta-type niya.

Then, Elaine and I started our new lives. Sometime later, I received a few videos from Mr. Quinton. The man in one of them was barely recognizable—he didn't even seem remotely human. He was curled up in a rusty cage, and his chest had collapsed. His ears and nose were missing, and he kept slamming his head on the side of the cage, leaving it bloody. Lindsey was the focus of the other videos. Her hair was a mess, and her gaze was unfocused. She was naked in a basement. She looked like she was in better condition than Harvey was, though.

“If it’s a club for billionaires, they picked a great location. Heart of the town, soul of the city. Everyone will see it, but no one will know what it is. Brilliant marketing… or just mysterious enough to be unnerving.” Ellie’s eyes twinkled, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. “Or maybe it’s a laser cat sanctuary. You know, cats trained to protect valuable documents. Every billionaire has one, don’t they?” Amy laughed aloud, shaking her head. “A laser cat sanctuary? That’s… horrifyingly specific, but oddly plausible.” Ellie spun the spatula dramatically. “Or maybe it’s a vertical amusement park! Think about it—rides on every floor, a Ferris wheel on the roof, and a bungee jump s

"Nicola, what are you thinking? You fed her rotten food?" Confronted with Sebastian's scolding, I calmly picked up my spoon and gracefully took a bite of the caviar they had turned down right in front of him and Winnie. I swallowed my food and looked at Sebastian. "The caviar just arrived this morning. It's not that it went bad, but Don Quinn's taste has become cheap these days." Sebastian's grip on the glass tightened immediately. Seeing this, Winnie's eyes immediately reddened, and she threw herself into Sebastian's arms. "I'm too narrow-minded; I've embarrassed Don Quinn."

His mouth, nose, and ears moved around his head and face like light through a kaleidoscope. Heppni finally got herself under control, wiping the tears from under her eyes. "Let me introduce you to the real Hellion. Or Hel as he's been called since the dawn of time. A literal chameleon who can take the shape of anything or anyone. The love of his life is the only person who can save him. As the eons pass, his magic grows more unstable. More devastating." "Why haven't you helped him?" Saint asked her. "He's your brother."

Snakes, sharp objects, and things that may harm Keatton are big chances of being around the bush. “Damn it!”Melvin cursed out loud as he stopped the ar and chase after Keatton. “Let’s hurry!” he yelled. Keatton came attentive and as fast as a bolt of lightning. He hides himself on the tall tree as he tricked them. All keatton wanted is a silent place for him to stay. A moment wherein he could cry alone and release all the pain he has been feeling.

Each person controls a world leader, running the underworld and carefully maintaining the balance needed in such a world filled with human greed, death and destruction— willingly ready to be seen as the devils. Zayn Hellfire was not a Devil. He was Hell itself. “Tea, Don?” Giana places the cup in front of me, her milky gray eyes staring at me even though many cannot do the same. For she is blind. I don’t bother to give a response but she doesn’t wait for one as she places the cup and saucer down on the table. It’s Darjeeling tea, one of Eve’s favorites, but now I am no longer sure if she ever liked it.

He would keep the house and his car in case we ever choose to come back so that we would have a place to stay. “Now focus,” Damien said as his blue eyes stared into my hazel eyes. “Let out your demon and focus on where you want to go,” our hands were together and we stood in the clean living room. I looked at the ground at our feet and focused my eyes until I could see a speck of dust on the hard wooden floors, telling me that I successfully let out my inner demon and it was now time to attempt my teleporting into Hell. I took a deep breath and focused on the things that Damien had told me about Hell, about the Garden, and I imagined myself surrounded by fire and screaming souls. Why did I f

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.