Hell Novels & Stories

He showed the stone and asked sarcastically " You did this deliberately to hurt me right ? " He already began to shout at me which made me flinch " I didn't threw at you I threw at mangoes " I mumbled and he gave me a look like " What the hell she is saying? " " Stop the nonsense and go inside. " Hearing his roaring voice I quickly ran inside without saying anything but my mind was filled with those mangoes. I came to kitchen with a disappointed face and stood there with my bee stung face. This stupid pregnancy hormones I feel like crying thinking about those mangoes.

I wouldn't even be able to see Alex ever again or show my face to his family so yes, I am proud of myself. "Peace, I finally called out. Can we live here forever, just you and I, away from the world and its problem?" "By that, if what you meant is you want to die here, then trust me, I will handle your funeral perfectly. Now get up and let's get going." "Ugh! I hate you." "Yeah, whatever makes you sleep at night." Peace drags my ass into the car as she drives us back home. "Do you have to be so bitter?

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

The person infront me stayed quiet, “let her continue.” “They always l-linger on my skin. Just like a canvas,” Tilting my head upwards, a gasp was heard from, infront of me. Tears leaked through my eyes. “I hate it. I hate them.” My breath hitched as the face of the hideous man passed my mind. “He.. he was..” Suddenly, massive amount of black dots appeared infront my eyes. My breath quickened as I tried to grip onto something for support. The yellings were distant. All I knew that I was about to shut down for good.

One hit on my head, and all I saw was darkness. When I woke up, the pain I had in my head was so strong it made me dizzy. The sound of snarling wolves makes me look up, and I see in horror a gray wolf lunging at me, ready to kill me. Sonny sinks his teeth into the wolf's throat and rips it to death.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

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Keyboard Overkill

Two fires, his breath on fire, his tone of voice coming from the depths of Hell: "How do you know what I went through? And what do you know about me? And what do you know about my monsters, my spectra, and my hell? You don't know anything, and this word I'm sorry and comfort yourself because I don't need it from you understand? He growled at her, pushing her away from him before he could kill her and finish her off. She collapsed to the ground, crouching on all fours, gasping violently, trying to fill her lungs with air. She gasped again, raising her neck to him, muttering in displeasure: "I do not pity you, you idiot, but I pit

Rileys eyes blinked open. She felt groggy and unsure of her surroundings, just like every other time she woke this past week. She couldn't remember where she was, she felt dirty and cold, she couldn't even feel her wolf Ava anymore. Her flesh burned with every movement she took. Was this a dream? Had it all been a dream? She looked around and noticed it was a dark room with no windows, like she was in a basement. The room felt wet and cold. She lay on a bed and noticed a metal chain attached to her ankle. There was a bedside table next to her with a glass of water and a bucket next to the bed.