Heaven And Hell Were Words To Me Novels & Stories

I had lived in hell my entire lifetime so far, that there was nothing in me left to believe there was such a phenomenon as ‘heaven. Or I just needed more sleep. This was all too overwhelming for my brain. My brain might have been swollen, too. Bruised and soupy from being shaken too much when Vega was hitting me with his giant fists on my head over and over. I would rather sleep. Too much. Just too much. FAE

Something in me did not like seeing her with it, I knew I had seen it somewhere, but my head was blank. I nodded my head, acknowledging what she said. I was quiet, I didn't know what to say, but she continued. “Do you know, Moriah, where are you? I shook my head as a sign of no, she nodded hers and continued. “You are in hell, people like you do not belong to this world, yours is above,” She pointed her finger up for emphasis.

I prepared myself to hear our master's loud voice and for my sins to confess. Here in our place, when you heard of hell doesn't mean it's all bad people here and all we did was to do evil things but we were like angels too. We had problems and obligations here in our own territory. We had likes and dislikes and we had feelings too but in a devil's way. I heard him speak after he entered in my room. " What's your problem again!?" He asked me and his voice echoed like a roaring thunder inside my room. I guess, the earth was now shaking for his loud voice.

Looking like a devil, smirking like a playful demon. "Yes, Hades." And after those worshipping words came out, I fell into slumber. I can't believe I was high. Higher than where we are right now. And I can't believe I touched the sky and felt heaven.

His words sounded genuine, but I knew, deep down, they could be anything but. Still, for a fleeting moment, I dared to hope his words were real, but my mind relentlessly reminded me not to trust his flattering pronouncements. Still, I couldn’t understand why he had said that. And by now, I was absolutely sure of one thing: there was no escape for me. I was destined to be the devil’s prey, and I knew, with a terrifying certainty, that he would chase me from heaven to hell to make me rot in his personal hell.

I said, “And Heaven and Hell, and everything in between,” ***THE END OF BOOK ONE***

I know that words were spoken, I just can’t remember them. Not after I fell into the feeling. The sensation of his shined lips hitting mine and our tongues tangling. Every thought fell away and nothing existed beyond the beating of my rampant heart. So loud it drowned out the drunk masses wreaking havoc through the streets. And it was that fateful night, on the side of a corner store, my very own demon unleashed actual pandemonium in my skin. I clung to my scarred soldier, to a plane us mortals should never feel or know, just have faith that exists. A man others viewed as a hell beast for his appearance took me to heaven again and again.

The man beside him snorted, "There is hardly any luck from the options fool. Both are hell." Hearing their conversation, the young girl's heart sunk to cold ice. Her prayer couldn't reach God yet and it already been stamped all over in the mud. The word hell on Earth was not a new term for her as she heard it from the priests before. Hell was the place which was filled with unending burning fire, sharp cliffs with piercing stones bellow that would tear your heart once you fell in, a frightening place for sinners.

"Welcome to this world of mine, that I call hell." No matter how dark his words were, they ignited something inside of me, making my heart leap with happiness. Theon… You said that we were heaven and hell…but I promise, I’ll bring light to your darkness. I’ll be that ray of hope and happiness for you, even if you become my destruction… I promise.

*** Nikolay Throughout my life, I had been described with hundreds of adjectives, almost all of them negative. I was never one of the people expected of me, which was logical because in my 31 years of life, I had set foot in a church less than 5 times. However, that didn't prevent me from learning a little, and that little was the only thing that interested me to reach my conclusion. I believed in heaven and also in hell. I had never been to either, but I knew they existed. Hell must be something very similar, if not the same, to what I felt when I carried Kira's corpse in my arms and walked with her to the van, where I then carried her again to take her to the morgue.