Novelas y relatos de Hellbound!

"The real show is about to start, folks. Keep your eyes on the big screen." His fingers hovered over a red button. I rushed toward him, tried to grab his arm, but my hands passed right through him like smoke. "Stop! Don't press it! I'm already dead! Please stop torturing what's left of me!" But no one could hear my voice. No one could see my tears. Dad's finger came down.

I leave it in her pocket, and I leave it under my conscience, and I understand, as I sit alone in the archive room with the smell of her soap still in the air, that in this house a gift and a test have always been the same word. I understand something else, too. The version of myself that swore the oath at Lorenzo's grave is still standing behind my shoulder, and he is watching me, and he is waiting to see what I will become. But tonight, for the first time since I came back from Buenos Aires, I am not sure which of us is the ghost. Outside the high north window, the olive groves are black. The road is still gone. Somewhere in the dark, Serafina Bellini is unfolding a map of all the doors in

His expression went from boredom to terror in half a second. “Mortyss!” he squealed, his hands trembling. “What… what an unexpected honor! Again! So soon! How can I…” “Where is Evelyn?” “E-Evelyn? I don’t know who you’re…” My hand closed around his throat. I lifted him off the ground, his feet dangling in the air. “The Lilim. My Lilim. The hunters took her. You know everything that happens in the underworld, Kellar. Tell me where she is or I’ll rip out your tongue and use it as bait for the Reavers.”

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

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He motion the other to attack them, but a light comes out in between that scattered along the surface of the woods. “Stay where you are… Keep preaching.” Cordelia stated. “Audi Lunae dea carmen meum. Malus creatura dormiat in tenebris rt proiicat ea. In globo lucis requelescant.” (Goddess of the moon, hear my spell. Let the evil creature sleep in darkness and cast them away.Let them rest in a ball of light.) Lazarus could not believe what he saw. Her kin fell to the ground and lost consciousness and deeply asleep. The lights that wrapped around their body suddenly appeared in his sight.

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

She was calling me succubus, that did not mean a good thing. “I can come back later on if you need some time, Archdemoness. In the meanwhile if you need me to do something for you then I am going to. Please tell me how may I be of assistance?” I asked. “I shall tell you, Aithusa. But the smile that I saw on your face that tells me that you had something pretty substantial to tell me. And I want to hear it first. Then I shall tell you what new hell has been unleashed upon by two freaking bastards. That signature…..I am never going to forget…” said Hannabelle. Her eyes were glowing red and her skin rippled showing the original reddish tone of her demon skin.

Was he in an attic? As Gabriel dragged himself up by the sink, he realised that he had no clothes on, not even his boxers. He looked in the mirror, bloody hell he looked like shit, and when had he grown a beard and a full tattooed sleeve. Fuck, this was crazy. Gabriel studied the tattoo's, there were tribal designs on his arm and along his shoulders, and along his chest were letters, he could read them in the mirror the letters were part of the swirly design. "I love you with all my heart." Gabriel frowned, this was scary, there was a picture of a man on his chest above his heart, even in the tattoo this man was good looking. Was this a joke? He turned the cold water tap on and put his mouth

A force one again sucked her in from behind, making her inhale all the oxygen she thought she needed sharply. A stinging pain on her left cheek woke her up. A soft groan escaped her lips and her hand reached for her cheek. It was a warm and a liquid substance. Blood. Of course it was blood, she's in hell after all. It's filled with nightmares, demons, vampires and unusual, creepy creatures. "Lucius?" Her voice barely being heard as she called out. Her eyes scanned across the place, it was dark. Pitch black, "Lucius?" "Lucius is dead." It was the deep and manly voice that teased her and sang to her earlier.