Hellbound Heart Kazzenlx Novels & Stories

"So you think it's me too." "I think we need answers," Tarlon said. "What kind of answers?" Dante asked weakly from the floor. "She's cursed. We all know it now." "We need to test it," Soren said suddenly. "Test what?" "Whether her touch actually kills." Soren's eyes were calculating. "You want to test whether I kill people by touching them?" I backed away from him. "I want to know what we're dealing with," Soren said. "If you're truly cursed, we need to understand the mechanics."

“Something personal. Something tied to the soul in question.” “Blood?” Caelan asks. “Preferably.” My attention sharpens. “Or a binding,” I say. Lazriel looks at me. “Yes.” The implication hangs between us. A tether forged before death would give him leverage. Without it, he’s grabbing at smoke in a storm. He glances down at the small lifeless hare in the circle. “I miscalculated the force of the current,” he admits. “But I felt it.” “And?” I ask.

But Beyza shook her head, she brushed Austin's hand away, then she stepped back. "Why would you do that to me, Rehan? You know, if I loved him. I thought--" "He who told me to do that, Beyza!" exclaimed Austin. "Kazuo told me to use my hypnosis on you. He told me to make you hate him." "Why? Why!" "Because of Kazuo, he..." Austin's words trailed off, and he looked up at the overcast sky through the transparent wall. "He is not the same as us. Kazuo-kai is a psychic human who cannot die. He is the Immortal Deity."

Jared said grinning even though he was feeling a little pain. Not wanting to risk and expose their cover in the company Lucifer made the dagger disappear and Jared breathed a sigh of relief. His mouth will surely be the death of him one day. ★ ★ ★ FIVE STARS HOTEL 7:45 pm In a very expensive suite of a five star hotel, a man laid on the couch. He had one of his leg on the couch and his other leg was swinging by the side. He had his left hand over his eyes. His name was Belphegor, he was the seventh deadly sin of sloth.

If I told him I knew he was fooling the matrix and very much with my uncle then he'll know I'm still loyal to Alonso and no one can know about this. “Well look at us, always on the same side of the game, isn't that destiny?” He looked at me with a grin on his face. “Destiny my arse” I looked outside the window. “I can still help you get your mind off Lorenzo” Haze had a sly smile on the corner of his lips. “I've got wild imaginations when it comes to you Jacqueline… imagine us fucking while driving” “Ew” I playfully pushed his head “Ew? Few minutes ago you wanted me to take your ability to walk.. but whatever”

“Good night too, son,” And Keatton headed to the room built on the sea. He was feeling tired and all. He badly wanted to sleep. His pussy is not that sore as Damon had a pain killer given to him. But as he opened their bedroom. He saw a black box with a lightning icon on it. He kneeled and opened the parcel. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!” Keatton screamed in horror as he saw what is inside the box. Damon then quickly run along with his men as they hear Keatton screaming. “Baby!!”

is demons. I watch as Alvin's expression shifts from cockiness to fear. "That's right," I chuckle like a true villainess with my hand on my mouth, squinting my eyes in a glare. "Kaze is a Dire Wolf. An ancient beast. So if you run away from him, your scent is a tattoo on his nose. No matter where you run, you can hide or even disappear. He will find you, and one bite will make you paralyzed all over." "You bitch!" Alvin snarled through his teeth, trying to pounce, but Kaze got to him first with his full size, growling and barring his fangs. A drip of his salvia drops next to Alvin's head as it melts the floor creating a hole.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, prompting her to instinctively cover her ears in trepidation. Utkarsh, clad in a black shirt and jeans, entered the room bearing a birthday cake. With infectious enthusiasm, he approached Hiya ,singing, "Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday, dear Hiya... many-many happy returns of the day!" As he drew closer, her breath seemed to synchronize with his steps. There was an almost ominous aura about him, and an inexplicable fear seized her. In response, she unconsciously started stepping backward, maintaining a cautious distance as he advanced. The closer he came, the further she retreated until her back met the unyield

“Then let them watch him grow up without their chains. They want a key? I’ll give them a goddamn supernova that burns their world to ash.” Kael shifted against the rock behind me, a wet, rattling cough breaking the silence. He was physically decaying, his left arm bound in a black tactical sling that was now soaked through with dark, purple-tinged blood. He looked like a ruin of scorched leather and gray ash. “They know,” Kael rasped, his voice a ruined vibration. “They know the Heart is active. They were just waiting for a heartbeat to map the focal point.” He leaned his head back against the stone, conceding his crown to the corporations, to the ruins, to anyone who could keep the child br

“For Elyra.” The Abyss Heart’s core surges from crystal depths, claws of shadow slashing, eyes hollow voids, hum rattling bone. Its crystalline heart pulses, shadow-coils writhing within, screech splitting stone. Theryn’s vision deepens—Zynara binding a deeper cosmic entity, its form a void-wreathed star, runes sealing it. Their voice whispers, eyes bright. “It’s beyond the heart.” Kalia’s orb flares, aura steady, eyes distant, a vision seizing her—the Abyss Heart’s core, crystalline, tied to her orb, its light the key. “Aelys!” she gasps, fingers tightening, voice urgent. “It’s now!” I shield her, blade striking shadow-claws, sparks searing, Lena’s spark surging, hymn steady.