Hellraiser Lyrics Novels & Stories

She could still feel the tingles on her core, as she remembered the feeling of his tongue licking her. The hallway was dark and eerily quiet making Rita paranoid. Her heart raced as she felt like someone was watching her from behind. Small hairs stood at the back of her neck, she gulped and started walking, while singing under her breath. ~ “Glory, glory hallelujah! Glory, glory hallelujah”~ She started rushing while still singing and trying not to look behind her incase she saw a ghost. The faster she walked, the faster she muttered the song lowly. She also felt like something was chasing her.

The laughter that fills the air is a sound from the deepest recesses of terror, not the Hadley I love but a demon wearing her face. The realization is a gut punch. Ryan. It has to be him, her ex, that incubus with the power to haunt dreams and drain the living essence of his victims. The sand beneath me turns treacherous, swallowing me inch by agonizing inch. I struggle, but it's like moving through molasses. Each attempt to free myself only hastens my descent.

That night I was terrified. The second it's dark I'm looking around left to right, my head whipping around so much I'm getting lightheaded. There's no way I was going to be able to sleep like this so I call lyra "hellooooo" Lyra's voice sings

♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ I'll pick up the pieces, though my heart is in pain, Embracing the darkness, as I dance in the rain. I'll find strength in my tears, and let them set me free, For one broken girl, will rise from this tragedy. ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 Oh, the tears keep falling, like rain from the sky,

Grabbing a sharp knife which was kept on a table I raged towards Rudra pointing it right on his eyes. " I want to dig out these filthy eyes with which you saw my Nivi but I am not doing it only because you have to witness our happy life with this eyes until you die fucking creep " I shouted at him in a dangerous tone. I pushed him to the floor and went to switch on all the lights of that room.

Lyra struggled, panic rising in her chest, but Jessy’s grip was unrelenting. “Jessy, please!” Lyra cried, her voice cracked as she tried to free herself. “Don’t do this!” But Jessy’s expression was woven with hatred, her eyes gleaming with a cold, merciless darkness. “It’s too late, Lyra. You’ve already lost.” In one swift motion, Jessy sent Lyra's body past the edge of the cliff. Lyra’s scream tore through the night as she fell helplessly, the wind roaring behind her ears. The world escaped around her briskly, and all she could see was the jagged rocks below, rushing up to meet her.

-God, love of my life and death," she whispered, while the sky shared her tears as well. Many bodies have turned into piles of ashes, but that doesn't mean that their souls have been lost, after all there is always a new host, right? Eyes of vengeance A pair of black eyes with blood-ruby opened before a square mirror with gold flowers and emeralds marqueted around them, there black hair wavy to the waist swayed slightly and where a girl also looked at herself, and when she smiled at her reflection her fangs shone brighter than gold. PLAYLIST FOR THIS VOLUME Raquel and Marcus: The Game- Lacuna Coil Raquel and Julio Cesar: Violence - Blink 182 Miranda and Julio Cesar: If You Only Knew - Shined

This life's go no escape, Go hard until I can't see straight, Sunlight burn in' my eyes, How the fuck am I still alive? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa)

CHUG-CHUG-CHUG-WEEEEEE! A deafening, chaotic wall of distorted guitars and double-bass drumming blasted through the air. It was heavy metal. Specifically, "Raining Blood" by Slayer, played at maximum volume. Jack covered his ears. "What the hell is that?!" "Oops!" Hailey’s voice came over the music, sounding sheepish. "Wrong folder! I meant to hit 'White Noise,' but my finger slipped on my 'Doomsday Playlist'! Sorry! But hey, look at the frequency graph!"

He licked his teeth and drew the mic close to his lips. The lyrics snarled out of the amplifiers and crawled out over the crowd riding the waves of the music. All I could make out was something about a witch being burnt alive and getting revenge. When it got to the chorus, it was as if he was asking the audience a question. A question I wasn’t sure of the answer to. Am I Evil?