Hell Bound With You Novels & Stories

I shouldn't disturb him, but I miss him very much. Sebastian's hands began to tremble. He remembered Winnie's greedy eyes and shallow calculations. Contrasting them with Nicola's forbearance and deep affection, he threw the diary on the floor, buried his head in his hands, and crouched down. He had lost his soulmate. Sebastian picked up his phone and dialed a number. It was a number he had obtained by using his last personal connections. The phone rang for a long time before finally being answered. "Don Quinn? You still have the nerve to call?" It was Ethan's voice, laced with sarcasm.

I nodded, “Is it because of that I felt the same amount of pain when Yohan was hurt?” “Mmmm” Esra nodded, “Because you both are bound to each other. In blood and in soul. There will never be an escape from it. If he gets hurt, you’ll feel the pain too. It’s because you accepted him, now the second part will continue.” “I see, so it switched.” “Yes.” She held my hands tighter, “I’m so sorry child.” “Actually, this is bad.” My hands trembled, “After all that, it’s like we’ll be at point zero.”

Who will I blame other than me for making a flower like girl into a heartless one ? I shut both my ears after getting irritated when I began to hear all unnecessary sounds. Already I took an ampule till now but I think dosage wasn't enough and my hand was itching for another one. I grabbed another ampule and a syringe on floor. Left hand is almost filled with black dots.

Or i might already have, by the way i was using his hairs to pull him down and stood in my tip toes to not let the spell broke. I was so engrossed in feeling his lips that i didn't cared if i could breathe, but he did. He left my lips but dragged his till my collarbone and i was enjoying everything he did. I was just moaning his name and unlike the previous time, he didn't stopped hearing them instead he worked harder and made me scream his name by biting my neck. The ringtone of his phone didn't mattered and he ignored it like water ignores the hurdles and seeps through it. He cupped my breasts, squeezing it over my woolen kurti and i moaned harder.

The room hummed with an eerie energy as the process began. Valle’s body tensed instantly, his muscles locking up as if bound by an invisible vice. The sensation was unbearable—like countless needles piercing his flesh. A searing heat coursed through him, burning with an intensity that felt as though it was tearing him apart. Leonard watched with glee, his grin widening as Valle struggled. "This," he declared over the hum of the machine, "is just the beginning." Valle gritted his teeth, refusing to cry out, though the agony threatened to break him. The blue light seemed to dig into his very soul, pulling out something vital, something irreplaceable. He felt his strength draining, his spirit w

He spun me into him so fast I gasped, landing against his chest. “You’re playing with fire, woman,” he growled. “You’re literally made of it,” I shot back, my eyes gleaming. His hand gripped my hip tighter. “And you still touch without fear.” “Because I’m yours. And you’re mine. Fully now.” The bond thrummed between us, magic dancing like lightning. Lunaryn’s voice echoed softly in my mind. “You’re glowing, you know that?” “I feel it,” I whispered back. “For the first time... I feel whole.”

he smiled triumphantly from ear to ear. "It's good to hear that," he then trails kisses on my nape, and his fingers continued to twists and abused my poor nipples. "W-Why does it hurts so bad? Wh-What did you do, Lord Damon?" He giggled. "I'll call this Hell One," he looked me in the eyes as he keeps on playing with my nipples. "This medicine will make you so sensitive, weak, and even the slightest pinch will be a huge pain in you," my head began to feel dizzy as I felt my strength and body became weak.

Was he in an attic? As Gabriel dragged himself up by the sink, he realised that he had no clothes on, not even his boxers. He looked in the mirror, bloody hell he looked like shit, and when had he grown a beard and a full tattooed sleeve. Fuck, this was crazy. Gabriel studied the tattoo's, there were tribal designs on his arm and along his shoulders, and along his chest were letters, he could read them in the mirror the letters were part of the swirly design. "I love you with all my heart." Gabriel frowned, this was scary, there was a picture of a man on his chest above his heart, even in the tattoo this man was good looking. Was this a joke? He turned the cold water tap on and put his mouth

Cutting off any point of weakness was his only option. Ananeas was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the sound of the huge doors closing, and then, a flash of red stumbled across, as if the hallway wasn't wide enough. He felt a small bump against his shoulder. He would have almost complained and shunned said person but then... a burning pain passed through his body. A feeling of growing heat remains right in the center of his chest. It burns so hot but yet, he's unable to let out a sound, mouth left wide open. He places a hand to his chest, and just as it came, the said person — and the pain that came with them— is gone.

"I will haunt you until your dying breath, and even beyond that, I will ensure your soul is forever trapped in a realm of suffering." Her gaze burned with an unholy fire, as if the very depths of hell had unleashed a demon upon me. "When you hear the name HILDA FARELL in your next life, you will not flee," she declared, her tone dripping with confidence. "You will instead surrender to my will."