Hell's Paradise Author Novels & Stories

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Lucius is his brother and what she can’t understand is why he would lock him up. “As you can’t understand with your pitiful low intelligence,” Axl padded as he walked past her with sarcasm hinting his tone. “It’s the prophecy what the Kings and Queens of Hell, or whatever you prefer to call it – underworld, must follow. This kind of prophecy holds a terrifying punishment if not succeeded and it’s becoming a mortal. I was once the King of Hell since the prophecy wasn’t written yet on the scroll. But then, it wrote: Lucius as the king having a wife from the mortal world and me…as only a prince!” Axl smashed his fist on the table in front of him, resulting in Emily to startle. She finally took

In the middle of the paradise that our God has given you, you could be easily tempted by such storms. Ericka's conscience is eating away at her because she is surrounded by a lot of temptations and opinions that she has already buried in her stomach. The blow of the turbulent windstorms that strike the stainless steel protecting the passenger bus loaded in the enormous passenger ship across the ocean separating the regions of the island she hopes to give her paradise allows her to let them out. Ericka is currently trying to figure out why she continues to live in this small, meaningless world that she has thought of as her paradise since she was a young child.

Although I couldn't see his eyes because of the mask, but right now, it really felt like his stares were piercing right into my core, leaving me breathless. "W-were w-we still talking about the sinners that were needed to be punished in the story, r-right?" Damn, I couldn't believe I just stuttered! Good thing he just chuckled and patted my head like a pet. Gone was the strong aura he was emitting a few seconds ago. "Of course, we're still talking about the story. So let them live. Let them live after taking away everything from them. Let them live forever in nothingness." He leaned closer, close enough to the point that our noses were literally touching each other. "Because, sorry to spoil

Callie kept Lucifer’s Grace in hand lest one of the birds swooped down and tried to peck at them. The ravens flew away when they reached the edge of the city. Paradise was a small city with a population of more than fifty-thousand demons. It was the oldest city in Hell and was created by the Fallen when they were banished from Heaven. It started off as a small village and expanded over the years as more demons populated the realm. Callie could have gone unnoticed if she had been alone. She had enough demon blood for the city residents not to bother with her. Her human companions would be like fresh blood to a shiver of sharks. They would sniff them out within minutes.

It carries the weight of my deadpanned soul awaiting a release in the atmosphere of hell. I envy the demons who are alloted to travel across the realm without any obligation or signing the exit contract in Satan's chamber. That red book levitating beside Satan's bed is like a pet to him; he takes it while he is on his rounds in the realm. Only the hardcore tainted souls who have killed and died with the victims should sign the book of exit... especially, me for he has placed me on the lowest pedestal.

He was in his usual grey suit, and it's safe to say he hasn't changed one bit. It's ridiculous how he says 'your home'. This house was never my home. Maybe my naive seven year old mind thought so, but as time passed, and I grew up, I slowly realized this isn't what you call home. This was and still is fucking hell. And, I, unfortunately, was stuck in the deepest, darkest pits of it. I want to go back already. "Cómo has estado, cariño?" Mama chimes in, acting as if they hadn't traumatized me for life, scarred me for life. (How have you been, dear?)

he teased, I hate this man, him and all his wet towel handing over his waist and his tired wet hair hanging over his face, I could help but gulp. All those good unholy things those hands did to my body, comes back to mind, I want to experience them all over again. I am brought back to the earth by a chuckle, his annoying chuckle, “I am leaving,” I grumble. “You can use my shower if you want, I am not as greedy and mean as you,” he yells but I ignore him. As I open the door, I meet Esther who was about to knock on Heath’s door, what a lucky woman I am. It has officially been confirmed, I am hexed.

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