From Hell Novel Novels & Stories

The enemies were just five meters away and they’re all hiding themselves in the debris. Hellion counted in her hands as she nonchalantly tossed away the nonsensical book in her arms. Never mind the charm of it bringing her to a dangerous place. The book has been shining in purple light since she held onto it. As long as she get rid of the damn book sooner then she would be fine.

My eyes fell on a shelf, and I could see the most ancient books there. I grabbed one that looked strange among them. Then I leaned against a wall to read it calmly. The brown leather cover was torn from the corner of the book. As I opened it, I realized the edges of the pages were black with soot. 'This is weird,' I muttered. 'Someone tried to destroy this book. But who?'” ​I flipped to the first page and my heart stopped. Three words stared back at me… "Hell of Lycans." I gasped, the sound echoing through the silent library.

They die in a single day, in the prison made by a woman. A woman they want to own. I take a deep breath, willing myself to be strong, and I embrace the heat that crawls across my skin. Taking a deep breath, I try to calm my nerves to focus on my surroundings, firewood crackles, and the smell of burning wood tickles my nose. My eyes open, slowly, adjusting themselves to see in the orange light that surrounds the hell. Pride surges through me, my creation of hell down on earth evident to my eyes. A hell that does not spare the guilty, a hell that buries sinners right within itself. If I am a sinner I will burn here, but not before those monsters who brought me here.

When she decides it was enough, she uttered, “I’m not gonna ask again.” “Fine!” Sebastián said in defense, distress was still flaring on his face and voice, “Who do you want?” Azrael grinned, she knew she’s getting near to the target. Sebastián definitely have a long list of celestials he encounters ranging from Angels, Demons and Fallens, “Bernael.” she said sharply. Skepticism washed Sebastián’s expression, “The Prince of Hell?”

I say looking around the run down place. "Why?" he looks confused by my decision, not that I blame him. I usually buy large hotels, enteprises, companies but this place looks hopeless.. "We're moving to Green city." I walk back to the table. "You never told me your name," I have seen that look before. The look of a person who has hit rock bottom. Honestly I am not sure he'll survive without the booze. "Garden White," he says. "Garden, you just made a deal with the devil. Make sure you hold your end of the deal, or else you'll wish you had never met me."

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to the wolves. “Help? Do you think my nieces would have called me, if I needed help bringing down those two little animals? My name is Lady Hel, I am the Queen of Niflhel, queen of Hell.” Lady Hel said, as she looked at the shocked faces of all the wolves. “Wait, we were taught that Satan aka the devil is the ruler of hell?” Lucky asked confused. Lady Hel laughed. “I am a where of what you humans call the ruler of Hell. Nifhel is divided into different sectors. Satan as you call it, reigns over one sector. Most of you humans end up in his sector, which is why you don't know of any other parts of Nifhel. I created all the sectors of Nifhel.” Lady Hel

Blake Once I depart from Savage's former pack territory, I go on a journey back to my kingdom, eager to share the impending news with my loyal demonic warriors. As the King of Hell, my reign had begun from the very moment I entered this world, but it was my mother Skyler who had ruled over the fiery realm until I was ready to assume the throne. Thus, it is at the tender age of sixteen that I officially ascended to the position of the ruler of hell, ready to embrace the responsibilities and challenges that lay ahead.

he teased, I hate this man, him and all his wet towel handing over his waist and his tired wet hair hanging over his face, I could help but gulp. All those good unholy things those hands did to my body, comes back to mind, I want to experience them all over again. I am brought back to the earth by a chuckle, his annoying chuckle, “I am leaving,” I grumble. “You can use my shower if you want, I am not as greedy and mean as you,” he yells but I ignore him. As I open the door, I meet Esther who was about to knock on Heath’s door, what a lucky woman I am. It has officially been confirmed, I am hexed.

Half of the new flavored tea pot of Mr Ashford was almost downed as memories upon memories flooded my mind. The taste was indeed good as he had said, suitable for soothing a deranged soul. But then, every sip of it crept memories into my mind. Memories that pierced holes in my chest. Whitehead. 100 years of living in the human world yet his name lived rent-free in my mind. I stood, staring at my reflection, at the deep scar that I left embedded in there to remind me of that cruel night the name of the kingdom of Delmoria was written in blood. Every bit of it refused to vanish.

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