Dbz Hell Novels & Stories

No only two of them dying shouldn’t be a big problem unless everyone including those in the surface of the ground dying from Balbazor’s berserk. He studied carefully at the monster while hiding behind a pillar to preserve his power. Although Gallahan was just an ant compared to the size of Balbazor, he didn’t fall back in the fight, something that Shawn had to admire even if he dislike the man. Shawn shook his head. His eyes turned purple as he studied the monster’s body. Truly it was a creature made from hell. The skin looked thick and the flesh didn’t seem possible to be cut, there’s also something about the air around Balbazor that felt painful to come closer to as if it could vaporize hi

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

“ Where am I? " Bellamy muttered as she saw herself in a void environment. There was nothing around her. It was just emptiness. “ You're in hell. " A voice cackled and she gasped. “ Am I dead? How am I in hell? I should be with the goddesses. " She said and a dead voice roared. “ You're here for killing me. " Dagon said as his face came into view. “ You wiped me from earth and I'll do same to you. I'll be back soon and you'll be the first I kill. "

She shut up her chair and pleaded, but Chihun only chuckled at her and responded. "Doona, just fail with dignity." ------------------------------- NOTE ------------------------------- If you see the [R18] in the chapter title, it means that chapter will/may have content that is not suitable for children. This will serve as the warning for future chapters so please remember this. Till the next update, tomorrow. -------------------------------

And Mitchel had grown fangs. My heart skipped a beat. A monster. I was having sex with a monster. Pain shot through me as my whole body trembled violently. "I'm so nice," his voice came out more like a growl.

I’m but a pawn in the game of whose dick is bigger and deadlier. Diego thinks he’s God and no one’s ever told him differently. Hell, even those around him must believe it. Diego kills on a whim and if one of his men stands in the way, he brutally takes them out. No one fucks with Diego Fernandez or anything that belongs to him. I almost feel sorry for my captor. Almost.

The force grew stronger, the earth cracking open with a deafening roar. In the midst of this cataclysm, Dryzza felt the raw power surging, a malevolent force seeking to consume everything in its path. The bond between Dryzza and Joline wavered, strained by the overwhelming chao as if Dryzza's been drawn out of Joline's consciousness. Suddenly, darkness enveloped her, accompanied by the chilling resonance of a sinister laugh emanating from a demonic presence looming directly before her. Dryzza attempted to blink away the obscurity, straining to discern the form of the creature, yet her efforts were futile.

He watched her go, his eyes hollow and strange. "Right," he said quietly, almost to himself. "The experiment isn't over yet." He pushed himself off the wall and stumbled after her. "We need to restart the data. This time it will work. If we get new data, I can still fix this. I can still prove I was right." One of them had completely lost her grip on reality, and the other had fallen just as far, only in a different direction. They held each other up as they stumbled toward the basement, toward the place that still reeked of decay and the memories of death, toward whatever ending was waiting for them there.

I thought I was strong enough for this, but the sight of the blood turns my insides queasy, and I suddenly wish I hadn’t come. It's one thing to sit back and pay someone to do a messy job like this, but it’s another thing entirely to be there live and watch the whole messy scene. “Hey asshole. Where’s your phone?” Dragon asks Desmond, who refuses to answer the question, but instead mutters things beneath his gag. I can bet my bottom dollar that he’s begging for his life, if the terrified look in his eyes is anything to go by, but it is too late now. He shouldn't have acted like a greedy son of a bitch and blackmailed me for more money after I paid him for his services.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“