Hell Is Other People Webtoon Novels & Stories

"Then we only ask of you that you let him speak in sentences." Sporge stood in chagrin and repulsion. He never for once thought of a day like that day in his life. His title and position in the court and the inner court were merited. He had earned them by being the most honest man of Nutusel and the World beyond. It was reckoned in Nutusel that the most honest hunters of Nutusel are gifted with direct relationships with the dwellers of the fourth wall which was implied to be the abode of the great Kabril and as such, addressed as the Paradise.

empty, not to retreat, not to coerce and relieve him from his hell, but to kill him and prove to everyone that he will no longer be the prey. On that day, everyone around him was waiting, waiting for him to retreat in order to pounce on them, the mighty king's monsters, who made a vow to themselves to turn their lives into hell from the moment they were born and did so by the most heinous means and ways. He looked around and saw their thirst for blood—beasts devoid of feelings of kindness and pity, machines made to kill without mercy.

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

Shit. My brother once told me Hell was a really beautiful place, but I never quite believed him. How could a place where demons and wolves live be beautiful? Until this second, when I’m staring at all of Hell right in front of me, I never once imagined it was like this. A giant tree has grown from below the city, and its entangled roots stretch everywhere they can. I remember the tree being called the Tree of Ignis.

Liyla cried out for help but to no avail, she couldn't walk so she tried crawling away but this creature was coming closer and closer and it said again with an ominous aura "do not be afraid, i am you and you are me, we are one, i am here to grant you your wish, to give you power and make you indestructible, everyone who hurt you would pay with their life, all i ask is that you let me in!....let me in!!...let me in!!!. "A loud scream filled the air in the forest as Liyla woke up from her nightmare screaming and panting heavily, she folded her legs up to her chest and buried her head under her pillow crying bitterly

My stomach dropped. “ Jagger” I whispered shakingly He leaned forward slowly, elbows resting on his knees. “ You know” he said softly, unlike him “ most people start screaming by now” a sadistic look in his eyes. Then and there I realized how fucked I was.

I’m sure this time, he would wish he possessed the powers to disappear. “It’s you… Owen Vitmoz. The man with the scared face. The man whom no man dares to cross. What… what kind of hell have I walked into?” He cried. “My hell indeed” I chuckled, letting my fingers play with his jaw. “She must have promised you that no one would find out about what you two were about to do. Tsk. You had believed in her words thinking of the huge amount of money you would receive. Turned out the plan is about to destroy you”

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I knew Aunt Judy was a heavy drinker and made a lot of things sound more serious than they were sometimes, but there was something in her voice that grabbed my attention. “Everything good?” I asked. “Or ya’ll over there fighting already?” “You know how Brielle and Draya are,” she huffed. “But it is weird that Draya decided to pop back up after all this time when she finds out her sister’s about to marry that damn demon.” I laughed every time she called Kannon a demon. He wasn’t no damn demon. He might’ve been to Brielle. But to me, he wasn’t shit but a snake who went behind my back to try to play me out of my royalties. So if that’s what she meant when she said ‘demon’, then yeah. She was ri

Rhea muttered She asked, "What do you mean? Weren't you here to hold me responsible?" I shook my head to let her know she was wrong. I pulled out a piece of paper from my bag and placed it on the table. "I don't have time. I'm dying of cancer. I probably have about one year to live." Rhea's eyes went wide with shock. "You… you're dying?" "Yes. It's liver cancer. I think I might have gotten it because I worked too hard and drank too much," I lamented. Then, I added, "You like Jack, don't you?"