Circle Of Hell Novels & Stories

"Darling, since we're both so happy today, how about we go shopping for a bag for you? Or maybe something else? Whatever you want, I'll get it for you." I agreed cheerfully. What I thought would be a quick shopping trip took an unexpected turn when we bumped into Rhea at the mall. The moment Jack spotted her, a flicker of unease crossed his face. Meanwhile, Rhea quickly left her group of girlfriends and approached us with a friendly smile. Her gaze occasionally lingered on Jack's face. "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Ingleton. What a coincidence to see you here!" I held onto Jack's arm and returned her smile politely. "Ms. Carhill, are you here shopping as well? Care to join us?"

I don’t tell anyone where I’m going. I leave the inn at twilight, before the sun fully dies and the cold sets in. I don’t want the others here for this. Not Erik, not Aunt Cerelia, not even my mother. This is mine. A final warning to the ones who keep trying to shape me into something I never agreed to become. The Circle is waiting in the courtyard behind the old church. The one that hasn’t held prayers in a hundred years. They like quiet places. Forgotten places. They think it gives them power. An aura of mystery and some kind of psychic power.

he looked at me, uncertainty in his eyes. “A human for protection?” I laughed at him as he frowned at me. “Norah’s my sister,” he said and I coughed as I choked on the beer I had just swallowed from. “How did she get through my circle?” I asked him. “I thought you knew,” Bryan said to me. “Knew what?” I asked him. “The circle broke the night you died. When you enter any part of Helheim, you die and Death decides if you come back or not. It depends on the strength of your character, the purity and the desire to live,” Bryan said to me.

Heath says almost sounding annoyed, “it is not like you know Miss Lennon either. At least I know her a little bit.” “Fiona and I are…...” Carl tried to say but Heath couldn’t let him finish his sentence. “Enough! The more we stand here and do nothing the more danger she is in; I am going out and you stay here I will let you know when I find her.” “If?” Esther finally broke her silence with some chilling assumption, “it could be a shark infested area, what if she is dead.” “Shut up, Fiona is a strong woman,” Selby yells, “Heath go already before something bad happen.”

“Can’t make it as a dancer, probably won’t get a job in whatever fucking career path you chose as a plan B. You’ll go back to living on your mommy’s couch and working twelve-hour shifts at a gas station until you rot of old age.” “No.” I’m shaking. Trembling with anger. How dare he talk to me like that? “No, I’m going to succeed. And your demons are going to drag you back to Hell where you belong.” He smiles. “If I belong in Hell, so do you.” He takes his drink and sips it, then extends his arm. I watch his hand, watch the glass. Watch it happen in slow motion, but I can’t fucking do anything as he tips it over my head.

The elevator descended far below the known floors of Blackwood Tower. Eva stood beside Adrian, their hands tightly intertwined. Nobody spoke. The silence was almost unbearable. Her mother's words kept repeating in her mind. The Circle isn't just an organization. It's a network controlled by a single bloodline. Eva looked at Adrian. He caught her staring. “You okay?” “No.” He smiled faintly. “Me neither.” She leaned closer. “But we're still going.” “Together.”

The words sent a chill through the hallway. Because despite everything they'd uncovered, they still knew almost nothing about the organization. Only fragments. Whispers. Names. Dead investigators. Missing people. And now armed killers. Seraphina's pulse raced. "Who are they?" Charles looked at her. Then at Damian. For a moment, he seemed to debate how much to reveal. Finally— "The Circle isn't a company." Gunfire echoed somewhere downstairs. He barely reacted. "It isn't a criminal syndicate." Another shot. Closer this time.

Daniel clenched his fists. “So what do we do?” Dr. Isabella Voss enlarged the map on the central monitor. Three blinking locations appeared. BLACK HOLLOW SAINT RAPHAEL HOSPITAL And… A third point. Hidden deep within the northern mountains. She tapped the final location. “This is Helix Summit.” “The Circle’s true headquarters.” Marco frowned. “I thought Lucien was their leader.” “He was their chairman.” Isabella corrected. “The headquarters belong to the Board.” Elena looked confused.

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.

He stepped closer. Two intertwined snakes that bit each other's tail. He frowned thoughtfully. One recognized the lying eight, the symbol for infinity and the circle, as well as a symbol for perfection quite clearly. Was that the mark of his tormentors? But before he could get to the bottom of the matter, it rattled not too far away. He turned with a jerk and peered into the distance of the corridor in front of him. Just falling debris or a living being, if not a person? The corridor was dreary and broken in the dark, as the lamps on the ceiling didn't work. Nothing could be felt.