Hellbound With You Novels & Stories

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

"Typically, yes. That would be my first go-to. However, your friend here has decided to tether me to this house." My eyes widen. "Wait, what?" He glares at me. "You heard me. I'm stuck here. With you. I can't leave to go anywhere." My blood runs icy in my veins. There's no way… what the hell kind of spells are in this book that powerful to tether a General of Hell to my home? And why would there be one that could do that in the first place? What would be the purpose for someone to want to do such a thing.

“*** 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

We continue up the hill, but all stop and look down, eyes widening in horror at what lays on the other side. The grass at the bottom of the hill is not the lush green it normally is this time of year, the same as the green we saw coming up. No. Instead it is stained red and brown. Flesh and torn human limbs and remains litter the ground in an almost perfect circle. Pack members at the bottom of the hill, toss more and more clothes and limbs onto the pile. Gathering the human remains to be burned. Iselyn hooks a finger through one of the jeans belt loops and pulls me to her. Then proceeds to tug me a little ways away from the group.

She glanced at me nervously, hesitated for a moment, and then finally picked up the phone. "Luna, where are you right now?" Hugo's voice came through the other end of the line. "My hand hurts badly. I think the fall from the accident has caused some lingering issues," he said, his voice full of drama. "Do you think this will affect my ability to compete? Luna, can you come see me? I'm afraid I might not be able to compete anymore…"

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.

"Otherwise, your woman would not have been infected with the Malleus worm. However, even I am unable to neutralize the Malleus worm, unless you can find one thing. Maybe then the two women will have hope. However, you only have ten days." "What is it?" Sebastian asked at once. "The Soulbell!" Kairo said. He looked up and said, "This is a priceless treasure, and it is also one of the sacred vessels of sorcery. If you can find it, any curse will be dissolved at once." "Do you know where the Soulbell is?" Sebastian asked, frowning. "It… it… it's at S-S-word T-Towers…" Before Kairo could finish, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.

The shard glowed brighter, pulsing with a hunger that seemed to savor my fear. The circle trembled, cracks of light splitting the fire, and within them I saw Damian’s face again—this time clearer, desperate, his golden eyes burning through the veil. For a heartbeat, it wasn’t memory or illusion—it was him, calling to me across the divide. My chest clenched with a fierce ache, the bond pulling taut between us. His voice reached me faintly, barely a whisper: “Come back to me, Selena.”

I nodded. Her eyes glistened, but she didn’t cry. “Play it once. Just once. And we’ll know.” She nodded. I rose, kissed her forehead, and left without looking back. Because if I did, I wouldn’t leave at all. ** Downstairs, Hale was already waiting. Dressed in black. Boots laced. Weapons loaded. He looked like the man they used to whisper about in underground cells and blood-slick alleys. The Hellbringer. But when he looked at me, it wasn’t cold.

“I swear on my life I will get you out of this hell before those monsters destroy you.” Behind me, the distant echo of Caleb's agonizing howl resonated through the building's ventilation ducts, announcing that the main Beta's bond had fractured into a thousand pieces. And the war for the throne was only just beginning