Hellbound To You Novels & Stories

"The perfect vessel. The perfect soul, already half-shattered and begging for a reason to burn it all down." A low, distorted chuckle vibrated from within the coffin, making the heavy stone tremble and the rusted chains rattle. "Now... I just have to lure the little Prince into my web. Come to me, Remiel. Come and break these seals from the outside, and I will slide right into those veins of yours. I'll give you the world on a platter of bone... and in exchange, I’ll take that body for my own."

“Then tell me how to stop her.” The Goddess stepped closer, her light dimming to a softer glow. “You cannot destroy what was born with you. But you can anchor yourself to life, to love, to the bond that ties you to this realm.” “Damon,” I whispered. Her expression softened. “Yes. He is your tether. Your light.” “And if the bond breaks?” Her silence told me everything. A cold wind swept through the space. The light bent, fracturing around her like shards of glass.

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

People were confused about the happenings as things like this has never happened before, She raised her right hand to the sky this time, her eyes has turned to red as her body shook in terror "I Princess Shebba of Harlet Moon Pack Reject you Eden Arastol as my mate, I strip myself of every mate bond and connection I have with you, I reject you a thousand times" She ended dangerously and brought down her hand. Pain shook through me as I felt electrocuted, I fell on my knees in pain, as the mate bond stripped and left my body. Only my groans can be heard. My face was forcefully held up, as I look to see its the Betta's daughter

I heard him calling again, his voice sounding horrific. I looked back inside the room. It looks like a warmth room, with a fireplace, which possibly has a chimney! Lucky you Bella, I said to myself excitingly. I approached the fireplace, it hasn't been long they put the fire out. How can I squeeze myself up through it, since it's still hot. I can leave with scratches but burns? No! I heard him call again, louder this time. "Young misssss? Where are you!? Young master wants yooouuu!"

“Looks like one, from what I’ve heard. I’ve never actually been to one. My family isn’t exactly friendly with the vampires after what they did to my mother.” “Right,” she says, looking back into the bowl and frowning. I can feel her anxiety through the bond. “What is it baby? What does this image mean?” I ask, wrapping my arm around her protectively. She looks up at me. “This is the locator spell. That creepy mansion is where Laris Bevan is living and where he’s possibly hiding Levana.”

Sybil warned, her tone chillingly calm as she wielded her power over them all. Hazel turned to Zain desperately, hoping to break through the spell that held him captive. "Zain, did you hear her? That's your mate, and she's about to die," Hazel pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion. "I've lost my mate; he's in a coma. Are you willing to let her die, too?" Hazel's anguish was palpable, and her plea was a desperate attempt to awaken Zain to the impending tragedy. Sybil ignored Hazel's pleas and began to chant her dark incantations; a sense of dread settled over the gathering. The wind howled in response, and flames danced around Sybil as she summoned her sinister forces.

“I’ll never hurt you.” The blood dripped onto her floor. And the air changed. Thicker. Heavier. Electric. I felt it snap into place like a chain coiling around my ribcage and hers. A tether. Not just a promise. A binding. Magic lit under my skin, crawling over my wound. Her gasp wasn’t subtle. “Oh my gods. You bloodbound it.” I froze. “What?” “You made it real. That oath? That’s magically sealed now. You’re literally connected to me.”

he buckles over, screaming out. At the same time, my soul feels a tearing pain. My heartbeat quickens. I fell to my knees and gripped my chest. The bond. I’m being cut off from the new bond. Something is happening. Something is happening to my Lira. My wife. My wife is in- I scream bellows out of me, Killian’s monstrous roar ripping through my body along with it. King Brennus is gritting his teeth, his entire body engulfed in the green glow of his magic.

Lawst Bathory. "As you have commanded, here is the silvery powder, mixed with holy water and a lot of garlic. The large quantities could be so deadly so I would advice you just take 2 teaspoon only." Jezebel muttered as she handed over to me a white wrap that contained the medicine. I smiled sheepishly as I took the wrap from her. "And when do you wish to strike??" She asked me. Her eyebrows moving from side to side. "Tonight of course, tonight!!" I muttered excitedly. "Finally the throne will be mine and every single thing I had dreamt of would now be mine!!" I shrugged, smiling broadly like my lips were about to touch my ears.