Novel & Cerita Escape From Helheim

“At the end. Like a movie. You’ll see. You’ll all see.” And I realize something terrifying. This isn’t just a proposal. This is the final act of a man being led to slaughter. And unless I find the truth and solid evidence—soon—I might have to watch the people I love walk straight into the fire.

Not only that, they forced me to stay in a dingy, windowless basement apartment and saddled me with massive debt, leaving me to be beaten by loan sharks on a daily basis. Now, the comments were telling me that the person the three women loved most was me. All I could do was find that funny. Ignoring the comments, I stuck my head through the noose and kicked the stool away, allowing an overwhelming sense of suffocation to wash over me. Before my eyes appeared Mom and Dad's loving smiles. How nice. I was finally going home. "Don't worry, everyone! Elena is on her way! She might have a sharp tongue, but she'll save Daniel in the end."

On Damian’s phone, the message appeared: Unknown Number I know where you are. Helix will reach you in less than five minutes. If you want to keep the child alive… Follow my instructions. A pause. Then the final line. I can help you escape.

Kieran made a sharp gesture, and the shadow domain instantly expanded, plunging the entire church into darkness. Everyone but me was frozen in the gloom. Even Lucian was held fast by countless shadows, unable to move. "Let him go!" I roared. Kieran teleported in front of me. Ignoring my struggles, he forcefully swept me up and rushed out of the church. A black helicopter hovered overhead. A few minutes later, I was deposited on the cabin sofa. The helicopter ascended rapidly, leaving Los Angeles behind. "Where are you taking me? Let me go!" I lunged for the cabin door.

By evening, we reached the residence of that bastard Helroy. The bastard believed in his own impunity and untouchability so completely that he had built himself a true den of debauchery. Even from the street, the decor and embellishments of the grounds brazenly screamed of the atrocities taking place inside. Yes—Gerald had truly let Zergedia run wild. Disguised as dark-skinned guests—the very ones whose torn-up corpses we had just left behind—we were allowed without issue into the filthy cesspool, where the most “successful” scum of society had gathered.

“If Genesis dies…” “So does Helix Summit.” The entire chamber shook violently. Cracks raced across every wall. Stone pillars collapsed one after another. Gabriel looked at Samuel. “The train.” Samuel nodded. “It leaves from the western platform.” “Three hundred meters.” Gabriel turned to everyone. “Run!” Nobody argued. The entire group sprinted into the evacuation tunnel. Behind them… Helena remained where she stood. Selene stopped. “Come with us!” Helena slowly shook her head. “I helped build this prison.”

She will not of course admit to the man that she was trying to escape. He was looking at him intently. The light post nearby made her see how gorgeous the man could be. She had seen handsome werewolf men, but this one is far above them. His aura creates an illusion for someone who will see him that a Greek God just came down from the sky. “You better return to your room. Escaping is useless,” he said after a while, which brought scarlet color to Gerthel’s face. He easily sensed her plan of escaping, which has been a failure. Thanks to that tree and to him.

, I said, still faking a smile, “Her name is Arabella.” A look of recognition crossed the bartenders face, “I’m sorry sir, but Arabella upped and left a couple days ago now. Nobody knows where she went.” I nodded to myself, but noticed one of the men slowly slide from his stool at the end of the bar and head towards the back exit. I quickly thanked the bartender for his help and hurried out the front door. “He’s coming out the back”, I mind-linked Helena and the guards. “I’ve already got him, sire”, Helena replied. I rushed around to where Helena was. I rounded the corner and saw her standing with a huge grin on her face, the escapee limp and unconscious over her shoulder, “This who you’re l

Mr Vim said grabbing Helma's hands. "Get away from me" Helma struggled in his arms. But Mr Vim was much powerful than she was. Mr Vim pined her to the bathroom wall. " Don't struggle, I promise you would like this" he said with his mouth oozing alcohol. Helma turned her face away from the awful smell she was getting. She pushed him away and tried to run but he grabbed her again. " Help! Somebody Help! " Helma yelled in tears and covered in sweats.

There was a cry of orders from outside, while Helena was thinking how she would escape now. No, at least she should be able to contact someone to help her. Why was she also tricked into being arrested like this? Helena sat on the corner of the wall. Trying to find a way, and thinking about some of the passages that she had passed when she was downstairs here. There are about a dozen passages to get out. The prison where ehe was confined was in the deepest part. Helena held her stomach that felt hungry. The girl tried to close her eyes to keep the hunger away. Seeing the many tortures for the witches made Helena's guts shrink a little. The reason was too horrifying. Especially seeing that som