Hell Taker Novels & Stories

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.

"Don't hold back, everyone! Tonight's team dinner is on me. I know the manager here—got us an internal discount. Eat as much as you want!" I would recognize that voice even if it turned to ash. Turning my head, I saw Mike standing in the center of a crowd, flushed with excitement, bragging animatedly. The group around him looked like colleagues from his new job. Coincidentally, the company—Helios Technology—was one of the tenants leasing office space in our hotel building. I had no interest in engaging with him. Lowering the brim of my hat, I tried to slip past unnoticed. "Well, well—if it isn't Jennifer?"

A slow grin spread across his face. He cracked his knuckles. "Override," Altair typed. "Isolate the node. Trapping protocol Alpha." He deployed a hunter-killer algorithm. The blue ghost dodged it with a pixel-perfect maneuver. SYSTEM MESSAGE: > Too slow, Prince. Altair laughed. It was a sharp, delighted sound. "Okay," Altair muttered, his eyes narrowing. "You want to play? Let’s play." For ten minutes, the CEO of Hale Corp engaged in a digital dogfight. He threw up barriers; the Ghost vaulted them. He tried to trace the IP; the Ghost bounced the signal off a satellite in Antarctica, a toaster in Tokyo, and a library in Brazil.

Sienna was married off to a butcher, and I heard the man had just beaten his last wife to death. I'd told them before. I was the one who lifted her out of the mountains, and I could just as easily send her back to hell.

He nodded his head thanking him, continuing the killing of those cursed creatures that refuse to perish and relieve them of their brutality. Leaving Arn to take over the cave, Kyle noticed a large number of Sirens escaping through the eastern exit that flows into the ocean, deciding to follow them to help Isaiah and his band eliminate them. He pointed to Aaron addressing him via the link, and he dived underwater swimming towards the ocean, killing those he met in his path of them until he reached the Isaiah squad and watched them fight fiercely, barely steadfast, so he thanked the Almighty for his decision to come to them to support them directly with his work.

"Well, it's good to know that you were obedient to our instructions, but did you really have to sell your shares to Seymour? I expected Christopher," "My long-time friend," Liam butted in and Christopher gave him a hard and cold glare. "Anyway, for being a good boy, we have prepared gift prices for you and you just have to choose one- "she pointed to the babies,"- one of them is your daughter, the other is a fake. You have to choose one to take home to your lover, the other will be shot dead the second you make your choice" "What is this sick game, Charlotte?" "You have only 15 seconds to choose, after that, both children will be shot dead if you don't make a choice."

A ball of energy started to grow on their cupped hands, a golden swirl highlighted in its feature. Hail merely narrowed his eyes to them for a moment before calling Reigna over. He knew that the trick to defeating Mr. Heirt was to attack him in his blind spot, which was his back; however, going there wouldn’t be easy as it was heavily protected by his shadow and his barrier. “Is there a way for us to help Handsome and Chell?” Reigna started, her brows were furrowing while she kept biting her nails. “There is.” Hail ruffled her hair. “Just teleport me at the back of Mr. Heirt, and everything will be fine.”

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It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

I rasped, "Where are you?" He chuckled, his voice low and even. "I'll send you an address. Hurry little bunny, I don’t like to wait.” Before I could question him further, he hung up. My phone buzzed almost immediately, a text message containing an address. I glanced at it, my grip on my phone tightening. It was one of the hotels owned by Slade Corporation. “Take me to this location.” I told the driver and he turned around at once.