Novel & Cerita Hell Tartarus

Malleteagan’s POV We are slowly but surely advancing down through ill-dimmed, sewer-like channels that separate Oribus from Damnarynth, the next circle of Wengarthria. Now I understand why they call it the way they do. It is a damn labyrinth, although I was told that it got its name from all the damned souls that are built within it. This level of Wengarthria seems like an underworld maze. It is laid out so complexly that it almost reminds of a large underworld ant heap. Ghouls of lost souls loitering around, screeching and beginning for mercy. Arachnoid warriors are protruding and attacking us left, right and centre as we advance through stinky swamp sewage of Damnarynth that reaches my wai

he answers. They all keep telling me that, but I can’t help but wonder. Was this also supposed to happen? Losing, did it have a purpose? “We’re here” he interrupted my thoughts. We were so busy talking that I didn’t even notice the walk to get here. There was nothing over special about Tartarus. Just a gold gate and a wall made of shadows. But I guess looks can be deceiving because inside are twelve of the most powerful deities. Which makes me wonder, what was with deities and imprisoning, banishing or putting to sleep deities that were powerful? First the primordials, then the titans and Lucifer.

He started to scream and thrash as Satanika kept on chanting, her voice becoming louder and louder till Liam stopped screaming from the extreme pain and passed out. A symbol of a red phoenix with two sceptre crosses behind it was imprinted on his leg. Satanika raised his leg and saw the slave mark of her family on his leg. "That's beautiful. At least he won't be running away without our permission. Plus when we're done with him, get him off the freaking chair and let him walk around it's not good to chain him in this position all day." She advised as Adrastos goes to her and grabs her hand.

Now he wants to torture me. He trailed kisses up my chest, across my collar bone, to my neck, where he kissed and sucked. Keeping his one hand on my wrists, he ran his other hand along my body and curves, his fingers aiming for their destination. His index finger found my clit, rubbing gently in circles. I cried out as he touched me, trying to pull my hands away so I could touch him. He laughed softly as he leaned over my ear. "What did I say, Lilith? No touching allowed."

I asked, breathless. Lena stumbled from her tent, pale and shaking. “A shade beast,” she whispered. “Born from a corrupted spirit. Jaxson didn’t summon it. He made it.” “Out of what?” Tyler growled. “Out of wolves,” she said. “Dead ones. Souls that didn’t pass on.” I swallowed hard, trying not to throw up. Tyler’s eyes never left the twitching thing now dragging itself back into the forest. “We’ll need more than silver and strength for this.” He was right. We were in this deeper than I thought. And whatever Jaxson had unleashed… it had only just begun to crawl.

I couldn't understand the way Bridget used to come up with her plans. "Yes. He is on his way to hell. He will be happy to help us, I assure you," she sounded confident. Later in the day, we went to the special dungeon on the outskirts of the island. That was where hardened criminals and those who were sentenced to death were kept. It wasn't open for visitation but due to my status as the heir to the throne, we were allowed to speak with Darius. Darius had only spent a couple of days in the dungeon but he had already grown thin, dark, and beaten. He was sitting down with his eyes shut. There were shackles all over him.

, Adrija asked and Shakti said, "S is for Spring. Whenever I talked to 'S', i felt good like spring so i saved the number as 'S' but i am telling you this 'S' is a big Typhoon. I got 'S' cell phone in Ansh's wedding. At that time I was unable to meet the owner and later, i personally courier the mobile. Luckily, this 'S' was also from Rajasthan" Adrija's mouth went dry. She remembered how she lost her cellphone in Ansh and Chandni's wedding and how she sent messages from her another number to her phone. She also gave one of her friend's address and few days later, her cellphone was in her hand. Adrija remembered everything very clearly. "Then What is H?", Adrija's heart pumped faster as she

My foot I say to all those foolish uncultured creatures. But back to the plan... I know exactly what I'm going to do, little miss perfect aren't going to be so perfect after I'm done with her. She will be equivalent to Lilly's disfigured paintings. With a dark grin spreading on her lips, one similar to the grin the devil himself would be spotted in. The chills that run down one's spine after witnessing it would certainly crawl down your spine like a lone drop of water running down one's exposed back. •●•

Jonas had no choice but to stop. "This is my true form," said the woman, realizing Jonah's confusion. Following this, she thundered her fingers, and they both appeared in a camp. The place looked poor, and there were barely four tents. When Lucifer and Jonah appeared, they saw a little man with no hands and legs, who was wallowing on the ground, similar to chickens when they decide to bathe in puddles of earth. When he saw him, he crawled quickly like a worm, until he entered the biggest tent, he seemed afraid.

The inner depths of Tartarus were not what I expected. From the stories I'd been told as a child, I'd always imagined Tartarus as a black abyss, an abyss so dark that even shadows couldn't be seen. I expected to smell the decay of rotten corpses and hear the whispers of the lost souls. But there was none of that here. Tartarus looked like a more twisted version of the underworld. The tones across the land were more of a muted gray, and whereas our rivers looked translucent in color, Tartarus rivers were a deep blood red, making the black sandy beaches look like they were leftover ashes from the destruction of the blood rivers waves.