Hell House Novels & Stories

Joshua felt like he was doomed until he remembered that Abigail had threatened to make him homeless and she had also stated that the Deadline was today and Joshua paled. He never thought that she would be this dead serious that she would go to the extent of burning his house into crumbling ashes. To the extent that everything was turning just so hard to believe. Plus, he wouldn't be able to get a house in a couple of months which means that he would have to be staying either at his friends or at his empire. But what will happen now that he was trapped in a burning house, seeing the throes crumble and the inferno rising Josh shuddered and again he remembered something. “Yes, the tunnel!”

The cool air reeked of wet plants and mud. I took a deep breath and sighed. “Looks like Matthew Cornner wasn’t a big fan of The Village.” Alexandra glanced around at our surroundings. “Can’t say I blame the kid.” “Yeah,” agreed William, “so much for curb appeal.” Hell House sagged on the very edge of the mud road. The wood was black with dampness and rot. The entire outside emanated the sickly sweet scent of wet decaying wood. Without waiting for a cue, I immediately leapt up the slope and began searching the perimeter.

Blood open tha front door for us and it reval us very modern and beautiful house, It’s like it got so care by the owner so much. “Wow, I never thought Hell would have a house like this.” Heaven said. “Yeah, he really took good care of this house. He is preparing this for someone.” “Someone?” I ask. “Yeah, I don’t know who but I’m sure that person is so important for him so much to do all this.” Hell said and pulled out his phone from his pocket. “Are you going to call them? Ask them if they’re okay.” I said he smiled. “Don’t worry I’m sure they’re already safe, but I will ask him for you.” He said and wink. “By the way. Heaven choose what even room you want but not in the Third door on the l

Havermouth, Present Time, 1.5 weeks after Retaking Havermouth From the Van Helsings Aislen took a moment to stare up at the farmhouse, one hand resting on the car door. It was the direct opposite to the river house, she thought, closer to the modern gleaming vampire safehouse with its sleek lines and stretches of glossy mirrored glass. There was something soulless about it. It felt unlived in and unloved even from outside, despite being meticulously maintained.

J for Jewels Flashback Third Person’s POV It was in the middle of the night at Hallray. The Welch mansion looks grand, like the first time it was built several years ago. It was supposed to be a home for a family where memories are being treasured and cherished, but now, it looks like a backdrop from a stage performance, unreal, haunted.

We walked back to my room at first, then I placed a call to the triplets to let them know of the latest development. After that, I walked around to find an empty room for Hazel. One of the vampires showed us a room, which looked like every other room in the house. “This is like Howlstone for evil people!” Hazel exclaimed, and I chuckled. That was exactly what I thought the first time I saw it. She walked to the bed, knocking on it. “How are your bones still intact? This mattress feels like it is made of metal or stone.” Her words made me laugh more, almost making me forget our problems.

Declan My thoughts are a mess by the time I get home. Looking around the first floor of my lavish house with its spacious living room and open concept kitchen, I feel my gut churn with guilt. My house is a bi-level brownstone. The walls are brick with metal buttresses on each corner. Several years ago, Hunter installed a state-of-the-art security system. The doors are reinforced steel, and the windows are bulletproof. There’s a fireplace dominating the living room's main wall and two plush navy blue couches with various colored pillows resting comfortably against the soft material, courtesy of my mother.

Hezell lowered his eyes to the ground and went silent for more than fifteen seconds. When he raised them again, they shimmered red, identical to Hazel's when she tried to kill Landon, Steele, and Neon. "The Council won't be hearing of it because Hazel along with each and everyone of you will be buried underneath the rubble of this building." He said and stretched his hand towards them. "Run!" Hazel shouted, sensing he was about to do something, and everyone scattered about. Hezell's spell hit Hazel, flinging her up and slamming her hard against the tiled floor at great speed.

"I will leave the food here in case you get hungry." Georgia glanced at her before leaving the room. "That stupid daughter of mine. I wonder how I birthed someone as dumb as her." While climbing down the stairs, a call came through. Her face turned cold. She swiped green. "Speak." **** [HELL DEVILS [HD] HIDEOUT] The house was in a secluded area with nobody in sight. All other houses around the area have been abandoned. The inside of the house was dominated by red and shadowy lights, giving off the intimidating aura of the devils they were known for.

Hollis**** The mansion’s corridors were a labyrinth of decay, reeking of mildew and forgotten secrets. Each step echoed like a distant scream, and the oppressive silence wrapped around us like a predator waiting to strike. The air was thick, each breath heavy with the stench of rot, and every creak of the floorboards sent a jolt of adrenaline through my veins. I kept my grip firm on Hailey’s hand, her warmth grounding me even as icy dread crept further into my soul.