Hell Sans Novels & Stories

she asked, not looking up at him as she typed away on her laptop. “Chloros.” Chloros..? It meant green in Greek.. she wondered whether he was the one who came up with that name himself or someone else did. “When was it?” “Last Friday.” He did not turn around as he answered her questions, he just kept looking out through the glass window on the city that was shining the night sky. “Do you have surveillance cameras in the office?” “No. It is a dead end either way, the cameras outside the office were disabled.”

All the curtains drawn and the only light came from the enormous television on one wall showing a Chelsea football match. “You owe me five hundred, Hazard just scored.” said a disembodied voice coming from the twilight in front of her. “Fuck off! They played this match last night I told you he’d scored.” There was a chuckle coming from the sofa that, which now that her sight had adjusted, Millie could make out in front of her. Gabriel clapped his hand over his mouth casting a glance at Millie “I’m sssorry for my unbelievabubly foul language.”

I became angry and crossed my arms before I asked, "What the hell is so funny?!" Alec realized that I was not happy with his sudden outburst and began to stifle himself before he said, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I just thought you knew that I am married." He then put his hand up to then tap on his wedding ring. I uncrossed my arms and felt instantly stupid. "I didn't mean to laugh like that, I just thought you were joking. My apologies if I offended you." Alec explained before he bowed. I stood up and said, "Don't apologize. I am the one being stupid. This is all just moving so fast and I fear that I will wake up one day to realize that this was all a dream."

Ben told “To go on an unknown place it’s not safe. I don’t think it’s a good idea especially at this hour.” Sunny said with concern “Of course and will someone tell me why this island is deserted in the time of season?” Gina asked clenching her jaw “Gina, don’t put a lot of pressure when you have so little brain.” Ben said making fun of Gina “Just Shut up Ben!” Gina snapped “Come one guys, its an island. It will be so adventurous!” Nielle exclaimed

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.

She holds the microphone and the five fingers on his left hand seem to be dancing in the air like a bewhiskered a****n. "Ahahahahahaha!" She suddenly laughed like a witch. The voice was very hoarse and obnoxious to the ears. There's nothing funny. "Do you have a clue of my name?" she added. What an intro! She must be practicing that. "Miss. Happy shalala?" the person next to me said softly. He was still wearing his black mask. The woman continued speaking, "Well, My name is Miss. Ahaha and I am the right hand of Ambassador Hugo Cassidy and we are here to inform you that—"

It almost looks like. I slap a hand over my mouth. "No. It can't be." Holding my breath, unable to reconcile the image on my phone with the name beneath his picture, my mouth drops open. Shock assaults me as I re-read the caption again: "Connor Mennetti, businessman Nolan Mennetti's oldest son, attends the opera with his date, Shelby Walsh."

When he looked closer, he noticed that there was a letter ‘H’ that was written using a marker near his left thumb. When Sane realized what he was seeing, he quickly shriveled Haniel’s hair, teasing her. “You were really looking at it carefully for you to notice that,” he said. “But H could mean a lot of things like hi, hello, how are you?, hooray!” She was already looking at him intently so Sane gave her a wide smile before pinching his cheeks. “He won’t forget about you, I’m certain of that. He’ll come back.”

Blonde hair dripping water down his broad and hairy chest, high cheekbones, and lips sculpted in a sexy bow. Zane?! My brother’s bestie! My school’s ex hockey star! And my fucking first crush! “What the fuck?” I gasp, coated finger slipping out of my body, and shame hugging me in thick goosebumps.

Cautious and slow, Lola walked up to him. Up close, she acknowledged his intimidating height and noticed the whiskey breath that hung around him had mixed with his cologne, forming a strong scent that could probably intoxicate or even knock someone out. Santiago took her phone and turned it around, smiling at the Apple logo engraved in the back of the device. “What is it?” Lola asked with a frown. “An iPhone,” Santiago replied, still grinning. “I find it amusing that people still use these.”