Hell Lord Novels & Stories

Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet. Brand shook his head another scream was silenced as he ripped out another throat. The blood dripped from his long snout as he took a breath and looked around him. Leather-clad warriors lay around him, some with eyes open staring at the sky as if looking for the Valkyries coming to take them to Valhalla. Brand snorted. Good luck. He couldn't believe the gods would want any of these followers of a deranged leader in their feasting halls.

I walked either Chase to the building designated for classes , on the way there I was waved at and also wave to a bunch of random people and some acquaintances. The first class for today is demonology, its my best class because i get to learn more about the evil creatures that took half of me away, i will not call it obsession but i need to get revenge and i will no matter what it takes. the demon lord is lucas, he was once good friends to the king of lorren which is the name of the country we are in,but he allowed jelousy and envy lead him and darkness ate him along the way, his thirst for power fueling the angered soul of the demons that are waiting to feast on innocent souls.

And his tall body was wrapped in an all-black armor. The God of Hell walked toward me with firm steps. A red light flashed around him, creating mysterious shadows. His pupils showed how ruthless he was as the ruler of the world of the dead. His hair was dark and long, reaching down to his waist. Every strand of his hair flowed with dark magic that ordinary beings couldn't see. “Welcome, God of Hell.” I bowed respectfully. The God of Hell did not return my greeting. The flat expression on his face was indescribable. “I will take what you have given, Tribrid, and return what does not belong to the Underworld.”

The green monster wailed loudly as its eyes shed blood drops but his mourning couldn't last long a minute when Lyceon butchered its head from its animalistic body and it hurled around at the corner. Allison’s breath hitched seeing his cruel end. She was not someone who was immune to violence and obviously staying behind in the pack during wars to take care of injured members didn't let her experience any sort of fights on the battlefield. But today, this small or not so small combat left her into the abyss of swarthy brutality. She realised the saying was true. He is called the Dark Lord for a reason. She tried to rub her chest to avail a greedy breath, meanwhile her teary eyes raised up see

Skyler said and the woman chuckled. “ My bad ” She said “ Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier to you your Majesty. My name is Lilith the most beautiful and powerful demoness in hell until you came along and took everything away from me ” “ Excuse me ? How did I take everything from you ” Skyler asked confused. “ I was this close to being the Queen of hell until his Majesty left hell to find his half side after thousands of years has passed ”

Russia, Belgorod, the office of the head of the Severin clan “Come in, Leroy, make yourself comfortable,” the lord and nephew were gloomy and collected, which clearly indicated new problems, and they did not agree on a meeting in advance, “let’s not beat around the bush, just read it.”

Sandy smiled and said, "Of course. We're launching a new program that gives every criminal a chance to atone for their crimes. With a bailiff present, they will meet with the victims or their families, then confess what they have done." The broadcast cut to the repentance scene. I stood beside Sandy and watched Ruby and Danny brought in together, standing side by side. Then, I smiled in satisfaction. "I'll kill you! You murderers!" A bottle of sulfuric acid flew at them. Danny's eyes went wide with terror. Without thinking, he pulled Ruby in front of him. "Ah! Help me! It hurts, it hurts!"

"Fix yourself. While I'm gone. Really fix yourself. Not just your enemies. Not just the debts. You." "What do you mean?" "I mean figure out why you couldn't tell me you loved me until I was already walking out the door. Figure out why you had to control everything instead of trusting me. Figure out who you are when you're not the ruthless underboss everyone's afraid of." He didn't answer. I stepped into the elevator. The doors closed.

“I am a God, Gideon. I don’t need to explain my demands to those that follow me. I also don’t need one of them defying my orders! This child is your rightful heir, not Kailani. Had I known he existed Otto would’ve never gotten the deal.” “Fuck you!” Like an inferno Philo’s spirit was reunited. Within seconds he engulfed our form in hellfire. The deeply protective nature of the wolf radiated more intensely than any magick being used to keep us in place. “Move before I kill you too!” He projected through me. The ooze and tendrils began to melt, letting out screeches like a dying animal.

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