Circle Of Hell Novels & Stories

She paused, and the map shifted again, zooming in on one specific red dot that pulsed brighter than all the others. “There is one group leading all the rest,” she said, her voice tight with dread. “They call themselves the Circle of Ash. They have been waiting for this moment for longer than I have been alive. They do not just want to use the Protocol. They want to dismantle it completely, to erase every secret, every history, every safeguard, so that nothing stands in their way of absolute power.” The name sent a chill down my spine. I had seen it scribbled in the margins of Adeline’s journals, marked with a warning that it was the oldest and most dangerous enemy of the legacy.

“The guy last night had a tattoo right here. It was all black ink. A stylized V with an ouroboros around it. I’ve never seen it before. I’m not sure—” Xavier stiffened. Lysander growled. Kaelen’s scowl deepened. “You know it,” I stated, gauging from their reactions. A wave of anticipation wound up my gut. I was finally going to get another piece of the puzzle. “Who are they? Tell me.” Kaelen answered, his tone flat. “5th Circle. I was right. You may as well have released Hell upon us.” 5th Circle… They’d mentioned them before. Silas Vexx was their leader.

I can still remember my Father shoving every knowledge about each Mafia circle down my throat, saying again and again, “You’ve been chosen for a higher purpose. Our family will forever be indebted to you,” The Hellfire Syndicate— He only told me very little about them. They were viciously cruel, barely ever keeping people they deemed unnecessary alive. They rarely ever kept to the same code that other families held onto, and killed whenever and whoever they wanted. And in New York, nothing got in, or out without their say so. Of course, the Don had said he’d place me on a route that they wouldn’t be able to track but the first night when I left my room to go get drunk, I came back to find pe

Sandy enters the living room right as I open the book and start flipping through the pages in a hurry. Once I find what I’m looking for, I read out loud, “The Moonward Circle is an organization built by gifted healers, who chose to leave their packs. The members formed a volunteer circle to dedicate their lives to saving others. Unlike rogues, the members of the Circle are respected and admired.” I lift my eyes to Sandy. “That’s where we need to go.” “I don’t know where to find them,” she mutters with a frown, but she’s already packing, grabbing a bag and stuffing in essentials. “We’ll figure it out on the way.”

“We could call the den Hades and since the pack is already the Tartarus Pack it’s only befitting that---” “Hmm, who would have thought?” Gaia snickered, holding her mates a little closer as she smiled at Ashley, who happily grinned back. “That Hell’s Alpha was this kind of man?” Who would have thought indeed…?

Chapter 18 (Third person’s POV) Hell wasn’t as what you have imagined it, oh no. Hell was something no one from the mortal realm had ever began to picture. It wasn’t as Dante Alighieri’s circles of hell—no rivers of fire nor eternal wailing of damned souled—okay maybe there is but it’s on the outskirts of the main city. But what’s clear is that Hell is rather…pleasant.

Lord Damon then chuckled. "Lucifer blessed me with this dick. Ginormous, isn't it?" He said. Lord Damon then utter words that made me shiver in fear while looking at his dick. "It is perfectly crafted from the seven circles of hell. Once this dick will shove to your ass, you will be paralyzed and will beg for this to fuck you over and over again," his dick starts to palpitate. Later then, the urethra of his penis began producing and oozing pre-cum.

James was stunned. “Of course,” Sophie said. “The Magic Circle they form is called the Nine Heavens God-Annihilating Formation. This is a well-known formation from ancient times, and it’s capable of combining the strength of all the people in it. When fully executed by the four leaders, its power is capable of causing great destruction.” James knew about formations as he had come across them before. However, he had no idea how powerful this particular one would be. He knew that now was not the time to chit-chat with Sophie.

“That’s really arrogant of you. I wonder if your capability is as good as your mouth?” Hell Doyen sneered. “Since all of you are determined to die, I shall fulfill your wish!” When his voice died away, a few streams of radiance descended from the sky and landed in five different locations. Five-colored magic circle energy spread out like a mist all of a sudden and encircled them. “Felicity, enjoy the grand gift I’ve prepared for you!” Hell Doyen’s ghastly voice sounded further away gradually, while Penta-sun Doyen’s expression changed drastically. He said, “That’s the Five-ele Murder Magic Circle!”

Silver Dawn. The sixth Circle in the seven-Circle structure that organized our world, sorted us by ability, by gift, by what the bloodline carried down through generations whether anyone asked it to or not. The Circles were not a hierarchy, not the way outsiders sometimes assumed when they heard the numbering. They were a taxonomy. Here is what you can do. Here is where you belong. Here is how you serve. The sorting happened young, around the first shift, when the body declared itself and the Circle elders came to look and wrote down what they saw.