Hell's Paradise Author Novels & Stories

You'll get to live a few more days. They had gone mad. Their bodies were still alive, but their minds had been left behind forever in the basement they'd built with their own hands. The lie had become the only thing real to them now. I watched them from where I stood and felt the last thing holding me to this place let go. I passed through the iron door that no longer mattered and walked through the sunlit corridor. The sky outside was blue. The grass was green. But I didn't want to stay. I turned into the wind and rose up, higher and further than I had ever been, to somewhere that was finally free. And they stayed.

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

Merry Christmas, Lynn Byrne *** More to come for Damon and Misha. What is hell really like?

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

But now what? “Lia, I didn’t have an invitation.” I expressed. I can hear her deep sigh in the other line. I definitely would too, if I were in her position. The entrance of Glory Hills is almost a kilometer away from the hotel, no sane person gonna run that barefoot. And I'm pretty sure, Lia wasn't athletic enough to do that even with a boost of adrenaline. That woman hasn't touched the idea of exercise for decades. Cecelia’s POV “Don’t worry, it’s not your fault I’ll just find a way,” I stated, as calmly as I could before ending the call.

“That's right. I happened to talk to her back when I was having a deal with Lord God. Also, she said that she would try to guide you—maybe that's the reason why your parents help you create an illusion world for you that you thought to be your original world.” My brows furrowed upon hearing his explanation. “It seemed so... if that's the case then she should be the one who wrote the book titled ‘in the name of psychopaths’, she give me information by writing and changing the villains, cannon fodder, and the protagonists. Am I right?” Phoenix smiled and nodded his head. “That's right. She's the author of that book.” I let out a heavy sigh after my guess was confirmed. But then I remembered Am

We took Nivi to hospital and waited for her test results. Each and every second I stood outside of every test room was like I am passing through an eternity. Under me it was hell of fire where I was burning in that. There is no hell or heaven after death it's all in our life. Now I am getting all punishments for what aI did to that girl and I am in hell. Like my naani said bad people will treated very badly in hell by burning alive in fire.

Arion looked hopeful as if I would agree. “Yeah, and we don’t hate you. How could we ever hate you?” Arrow looked confused. “Yeah, you are way too cute, and smart, and” Arion paused looking for the word. “Sexy,” Arrow said. His eyes darkened before turning back to the usual amber color. Was I in some sort of alternate universe? What was happening here? That’s it, I died. I died and this is my hell. The Hell twins like me, Darren betrayed me, yup. I’m dead and have gone to hell.

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She found an abandoned art studio in the attic next door to the apartment belonging to Gregory’s parents. Yolanda approached the office door, and she could hear the others in the office. There were six Hell Hounds. Yolanda left three here to guard her. So, Catherine, Bridgette, and Jill should be with her. Yolanda still got a kick out of the name of their cohort. The concept behind the name was. If a hellhound was frightening. Then the only scarier than that hell hound was its mother. All Hell Hounds were female enforcers in a pack full of male enforcers. Human society didn’t have a stranglehold of misogynists. A few noses out of joint because they were female. She took a deep breath. Pasted