Hell House Novels & Stories

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

I couldn't see my surroundings properly due to the absence of lights. I opened my eyes as the sound of closing the door reached my ears and he left my arm. I turned around to find that I am standing in the middle of a huge house which is giving me deathly vibes. I could feel the danger around it and the barking of the dog guarding his mansion wasn't helping me much. The place in itself was feeling like hell. I am in the same situation as I was outside this place as I am still surrounded by dark and danger. The only difference is that the storm that was thundering outside previously is now rumbling inside me.

If she could get the right one, she could make Callan sleep deeply—without him realizing what she was about to do. Hazel slid out of bed, moving quietly through the halls. She hadn’t seen Benny, the old maid, around in a while. That was another thing that felt off. But she had no time to focus on that now. The healer’s hut stood at the edge of the pack house, its door closed but not locked, hazel Pushed it open gently Hazel hesitated. Then, she stepped inside. The air was stuffy with the scent of dried herbs. Wooden shelves lined the walls, filled with glass jars and powders.

I have a feeling we’ll be tangling with Fernandez again soon if Austin doesn’t take care of business quickly. The house is large and garish. Victor’s home is classy; whereas, this place is beyond ugly. Taxidermy animals fill every nook and only add to the nightmare that serves as this asshole’s home. There must be a hundred birds simulating flight on the walls with larger four-legged predators displayed on floor pedestals. Creepy is all I can think.

I rose from the bed, wiping all the sweat I have on my forehead. My eyes were glued on the closet. Something inside me is telling me to wear clothes. I can’t trust the corners of this house anymore. Now that I’ve heard Melvin talking about Damon and me. Even the movie says the hills have eyes bit in my situations, and the eyes are walking.

She asked him. "Haylee,the so called Sheila's mom, she's not her mother," he said and Kylie stared at him in shock. "She's just an harlot in need of money and I paid her to do this. I found out Leo came to her and she was planning to call Leo to ask him for forty million dollars to expose me and I killed the bitch." He said smiling. "You're a monster." She said hating herself for ever meeting him in her life. "Yes. A monster, you'll spend the rest of your life with." He said dragging her out of warehouse. Just then gunshots were heard and Rex men fell one after the other and there was no sign of the killer.

“It is his job to listen to any issues that I might have.” “Well you are already here honey, it would be better if you tell me what’s going on, let’s not waste your trip here for nothing.” He responded as he led me into his office where we sat beside each other on the futon, choosing to forego the formality of the space. “What’s wrong honey?” He asked. “Is it possible that one can be haunted here?” I blurted out and his eyebrow jerked at my words. “Haunted?” He asked.

A low growl was heard by Stella and the same was heard by Benjamin but both thought it was just their illusion. Stella ignored her inner voice and continued to talk to Lima. But then something strange happened frightening everyone. Tehran was once upon a time called Hamster the city where Princess Veronica ruled. It was past twelve in the night. The power was down and there were no street lights glowing. Benjamin and Stella were passing through the road of the mansion Princess Veronica had locked long years ago. The street was completely dark and dead silent but suddenly strange voices were heard from the mansion. "Come on release me. Come here.... please...." There was a desperate growling

******** They knocked out 12 guards and killed 10, outside the house altogether making 22 people out, They got access into the house by using the kitchen's window, for all they know, there might be security alarms there, and Connor won't take any chance when it's about Ava. They moved along the halls carefully, they checked all the rooms on the ground floors and found nothing, judging by the emptiness, Nicholas would have given up, but why were there so many men outside, guarding the place?, you don't guard an empty house deep in the forest, with that much people, unless the owner, him or herself is involved in unholy sh*its, "Do you smell that?" Connor asked waiting suddenly, Nicholas sniff

The secondary safe house was a hunting cabin tucked into a jagged fold of the Catskill Mountains, a place of cedar logs and frozen pipes that smelled of woodsmoke and old wool. It was a far cry from the glass and steel of the penthouse, and that was exactly why Marcus had chosen it. There were no smart locks here, no voice-activated lights, and definitely no way for the ghosts in our heads to talk to the satellites screaming overhead.