Hellions Book Novels & Stories

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

I whispered and kept the heaviness flow out of me in the form of my tears. I don't deserve them. I don't...!! ******* Hlw hlw....!! Hope you all are fine and doing great. Thank you so much to all of you who did review In His Hell. I was really very happy to see that...🙏❤ Again plzz do share your thoughts about the cahppy. And plzz do share your reviews for In His Hell On GoodNovel with stars in the Intro part of the book. Next update will be tomorrow.

"Welcome to the Hell, Ella" This is when a lone tear escaped my eye.

“A curse that will put you into the deeper sanction of your darkest fear and inevitable death. A poem created to inflict pain and suffering for those who come across with it and will bring death unto the foolish ones who will lead it out loud. Just how cunning the God who wrote this world and book, for cursing it for real this time.” Giggling in pure amusement and having the chill of thinking about the deaths and curses the book will inflict upon its readers. By which in reality will be all too late for their poor soul to realize since they all and might probably already be at the half of it reading it intently with the roller coaster ride from the existence of time within the very book. He

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When I stepped into the hall, Jason caught my arm. “Aria....” “I’m going to the library,” I said. “There’s a book. In the restricted wing. On Binding Hungry Spirits.” He stared at me. “You can barely walk.” “I can remember,” I said. “And that’s enough.” The library was empty. I found the book hidden behind a false panel, its pages brittle, ink faded to rust. It spoke of the Hollow Revenant: born from the first soul denied burial, bound by blood-oaths, sustained by external animus.

His mouth, nose, and ears moved around his head and face like light through a kaleidoscope. Heppni finally got herself under control, wiping the tears from under her eyes. "Let me introduce you to the real Hellion. Or Hel as he's been called since the dawn of time. A literal chameleon who can take the shape of anything or anyone. The love of his life is the only person who can save him. As the eons pass, his magic grows more unstable. More devastating." "Why haven't you helped him?" Saint asked her. "He's your brother."

Heller was only about to step forward and dash into a fight. But Crymillia was already in front of her. "Don't worry about my seat too much, since I'm gonna be taking yours~" SHIK! Heller felt a sharp pain in her stomach. Warm liquid dribbled down from her stomach to her legs. Heller coughed up blood. Crymillia licked the blood that was spat on her cheek. “That is some tasty blood you have. You'll make a fine meal. Hehe~" Heller’s heart was beating fast and her mind was getting hazy. She could feel death’s invitation for her as she stared into those demonic eyes.

But part of me wants to treat it as well as Greyson has. The book is thin and easy to conceal. I can examine it later, but for now, I just hurry back to the street. My skin prickles and I glance around. The street is dark, with illuminated circles from the spread-apart street lamps. I can’t pinpoint why I feel the hair raise on the back of my neck, so I bolt. I shouldn’t run—I’m still trying to get my leg back into better condition, after all—but I can’t stop myself. I fly along the sidewalk for a block, then another. The book rubs against my skin. My bag bangs my hip with every step.

Every word hit like a punch to the gut. She shook with rage, hands clamped tight around my throat. Her bloodshot eyes screamed murder. I gasped, air slipping away fast. Right as everything started to blur, Mike kicked her off. "Stupid bitch! You trying to ruin everything? If she dies, how the hell are we supposed to get money from the Felton family?" Cecilia hit the floor hard, shrieking like a maniac. Mike didn't even look at her. Just turned to me. "Chill. You're safe—for now. At least until Terrance Felton shows up with the cash. You two must be something. He's offering a whole billion for you. Not bad, huh?"