Hazbin Hotel Welcome To Heaven Novels & Stories

“You don’t look…good.” “Thank you.” I smiled at his compliment. “Come.” He stretched out his hand, and I gladly took it. When we arrived at the healing lodge, I found myself admiring the place all over again. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. The same woman who had attended to me earlier approached us with a smile. “Welcome, Alpha. Welcome, Luna. We’re pleased to have you. What would you like to begin with? A hot bath, massage, or pedicure?”

"Are you good, or would you prefer to go sleep in our apartment?" I shook my head. "No, I am good." "Stay on the hospital grounds and send the guards to get you everything; I will be back," he said, and I nodded. He looked at me closely, then swallowed and closed the door. Josh, Jax, and Finn entered immediately, He left, and Finn told Heaven that he was ready to escort her. "Good night," she told me, and left. I sat on the chair, and then I felt my eyes closing.

The elevator rose with a soft hum. As we cleared the jagged rocks off the cliff, my heart stopped. Below us wasn't the ocean. It was a city. A hidden, glowing city built into the side of the mountain. Thousands of white lights flickered like angry stars. It looked perfect, clean, and terrifying. "Welcome to the New World, Hazel," Vance said. His voice was flat, like a robot. The man who had been my friend was gone. In his place was a soldier with glowing blue eyes.

she whispered and put her hand in front of her mouth to keep inside a cry of desperation caused by everything she had experienced, but also of liberation because her beloved was alive and was still with her. Shawn blinked and slowly opened her eyes. He saw Isabelle sitting next to him. She was looking at him with a worried look on her face. “Hi…” he whispered. “I was hoping you'd be the first thing I'd see. Are you an angel?”

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

The measure had long since passed 27 ounces, but he didn't show any sign of stopping. My field of vision was already starting to go dark, and I felt energy and warmth being drawn out of my body mercilessly. Along with it, went any last vestiges of lingering affection I had, left from the thirty years we spent together. And so, I passed out again. When I woke up again, I faced a white ceiling, the overwhelming scent of disinfectant, and the inside of my arm, bruised and swollen from being punctured. I wasn't dead. In the room next door, I heard Mia's delicate sobs.

she murmured, her voice a mix of exhaustion and awe. Dominic, standing tall despite the weariness etched into his features, gave Zoe a reassuring smile. “Welcome to Nighthaven,” he said, gesturing toward the massive gates. “It’s not much, but it’s home.” “Not much?” Zoe raised an eyebrow, the faintest hint of amusement breaking through her tension. “It’s a literal castle, Dominic.” He grinned. “Okay, fine. It’s a little impressive.”

I looked at him, and I waited for another image to pop on my screen, which it did. The image of the house popped again, and I said, “Hotel. Hazbin hotel. Goldsmith cash. Hazbin hotel.” He didn’t understand that I said then he was dumb. Too dumb to be a healer, he tapped furiously on the screen of his phone he was going to break it, and it was certain. He showed me an image of a big building with the name ‘Hazbin hotel.’ On it, I nodded with excitement, and he smiled too. We had finally come to an agreement, and it was so fulfilling.

I noticed that there was a name on the other side, who seemed to be joining us at the table. Ten minutes before the program starts which is the first introduction of the owner of the Heavenly hotel. We have also met its owner, a man in his fifties. He is kind and down to earth. “Mummy, I want a snack.” Skye utter. Bianca arrived just in time with chocolates and a few pieces of fruit for Skye and Sunny. “Thank you,” I whispered to Bianca. “No problem.” Bianca said goodbye to us first to double check everything she had to do.