Helluva Boss Heaven Au Novels & Stories

“I don’t ask, and he doesn’t tell, Ayda. Heaven and God are separate, yet one, you know that. The Almighty is like the owner but doesn’t run the place. Mostly the Archangels do, and a few subordinate ones. The bracelet, Nybbas, Heaven feels Lou is taking liberties where he shouldn’t and abusing, or neglecting rather, his power as King of Hell. In the last ten years, the burning soul list has dwindled to almost half the normal yearly quota. He’s not as, Hellish as he used to be, I guess, so they want to replace him.” I looked at Lou and still wanted to laugh, as severe as this was. The big bad ruler in Hell, over all demons, debauchery, lust, greed, hate, you name it, was his creation, and no

One day, earth itself , Would bow to its Lord and Ruler, The dark side, That threatens all of humanity. Be wary humans, Hell is come, And hell is come to stay. Hell fire and damnation, For power, Has indeed changed hands. Hell is come... Battle of the Demons , year 2018.

There was no satisfaction. "Do you see mother? I sit upon this throw that you desired the most. Are you happy? Are you proud?" he said looking at his mother's belongings. Those were the last of her. He wondered what would give him the happiness and satisfaction that he desired so badly. He wanted everylasting power. And if that forest could be conquered, He would have it all. He could not give a reason why, but he wanted to burn those trees down to ashes and let the men know of the power in his hands.

on the fifth ring, someone picked the phone. "Hello" it was a heavy male voice ."Hi" she felt like she cannot utter a single word. "I am talking from Paris" She tried to make a conversation. " From Paris? Who?" His voice was confident. tears filled her eyes "I am your cousin Sarah. Can I talk to your mother, please? "She has gone to visit her friend. I can deliver the message." He sounded busy. She did not know what to say next. "Actually Aunty said she will attend the wedding, in Paris"

Rather than fearing for her own life, she feared for his. A taxi, speeding past the heavy drops of rain honked at Lucius. He had his arms spread wide open. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back to face the angry heavens. Ironic. He mentally scoffed. It seemed a Devil is asking for the heavens above to take his life and ask for forgiveness. He wouldn't do that. The Angels, especially God himself were and still are not in good terms with him. He hated their annoying trumpet sounds, their smiles, and their colorful, cloudy lands. Plus, the gates, why would they have a heavenly, golden gate? His kingdom never has one.

I can use this. “This next part’s gonna sound cracked, but it ain’t. Trust me. I need to play bait tonight,” I inform the boys, laying my needle back inside its case. “Don’t question it. Just open fire the second he’s on me. No hesitating. This fucker is a hell of a lot more dangerous than some bat-sized Striga, and unlike a full demon, he ain’t scared off by scripture or crosses neither.”

The air grew colder, damper, carrying the faint mineral smell of underground water. Inside the main chamber, perhaps twenty men waited beneath the dim glow of battery lamps. The ceiling disappeared into darkness; enormous stalactites hung like the fangs of some ancient beast. In the center stood Don Bertaleo, the current boss of bosses, a small, compact man from the interior whose quiet voice could order a dozen deaths before breakfast. He held a huge machete in one hand, its blade catching the lamplight, his head slightly bowed in the traditional gesture of humility before the assembly. Some of the older representatives wore the coppola, the flat cap of the countryside, pulled low over thei

"Mr. Hayes has approved an additional structural expansion budget for Cole PR. The funds have already been cleared. Furthermore, he expects you to attend the annual Horizon Gala next weekend alone. He will join you digitally via a pre-recorded statement for the investors, but your presence is required to maintain the narrative of your active involvement in his philanthropic sectors." ​Vennessa looked down at the documents. More money. More contracts. More gilded cages. He was trying to buy his way out of the vulnerability he had shown her. He was trying to push her back into her box as a paid asset. ​"Tell him I received the terms," Vennessa said softly, her fingers tightening around the edg

I spat, putting the gun back into my pocket. "To be honest boss, if you continue to take your anger out on the helpless little rabbits, a hundred will fall and that won't solve the problem. Besides, there's no rabbit with white fur around this area." He commented and rose to his feet, holding on to the bruised hand as I sensed the wound already closing up at the fastest rate. The healing powers. One of the powers the vampires were grateful the goddess left us with. I knew he was right, but being right didn't silence the turmoil inside me. I wanted to get rid of the feelings I couldn't seem to control.

That's it, this is my end. He began to touch me and tried to rip away my blouse. But the last thing I prayed on my mind was "Please God, please save me". I think I don't deserve heaven life I always living in hell life and after death also I am going to hell only and I shut my eyes tightly ready to go for hell. But I think god heard my prayer, because he sent some Savior for me. My Savior is none other than my husband. Thank you god Akash POV ***********