Novel & Cerita Hoarding In Hell Chapter 1

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a familiar husky voice says suddenly and I turn around to see Chris, one of my mom's hitmen who I had the misfortune of having to inherit. "I wasn't exactly expecting to see a palace or anything but I'll be honest, it's worse than I thought," I confessed and he stared back at me coldly. "It's actually the most decent one we have, trust me," he told me and I scoffed. "Well then, I guess I should be thanking you for your kindness," I replied sarcastically and he rolled his eyes before leading me towards the entrance of the old warehouse where they had kept Katherine.

It felt like my entire mind had been sucked into hyper focus. "Come," a voice rasped around us and Mira shrieked loudly. I was the first to get up and do as told. It was like the creature was compelling me forward. Ashton and Mira were hot on my trail yelling loudly as they caught up. The creature stepped outside of the gate and into the deep swampy area that I had seen when I first arrived in this goddess forsaken place.

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At that moment, King Sandros and Shelly arrived. Shelly was carefree, whereas King Sandros was scared witless. He came forward and asked, “What’s going on? Has the ninth floor of the Hell Tower become so dangerous? The lords here can even set up a force field? It’s bizarre. Why is this place giving me a vibe of reaching the eighteenth floor of hell?” Shelly said, “So, you felt that too.” At that moment, Blaze introduced them to his mom and took out the Nature’s Book.

Chapter 2: Awakening in the Den My eyes fluttered open to a world that felt wrong, like I'd stumbled into a dream I couldn't wake from. The air was thick and earthy, smelling of damp stone and smoke from flickering torches. I was lying on a rough bed of furs, my body aching from the chase through the woods. Every muscle screamed, but it was the heat inside me that scared me most—a slow burn starting low in my belly, spreading like wildfire. What the hell had happened? One minute I was hiking alone, trying to outrun my shitty city job and the emptiness it left, the next I was running from... wolves? No, not wolves. Men who turned into wolves. And that guy—Thorne—he'd saved me, but his eyes, t

He took off, the pack surging behind him. The pack moved swiftly, trailing Hunter as they approached an eerie stretch of abandoned warehouses on the outskirts of the city. It looked like something out of a post-apocalyptic nightmare. Hunter’s head snapped up as he caught her scent, then gestured toward a building. The pack fanned out, silent and ready. Inside, Chloe had already freed Ava and Steven from their chains. Guards were closing in, but Chloe’s eyes glazed over as she chanted under her breath. The guards crumpled to the ground, writhing in pain before she dropped her hand, snapping their necks.

“He became the mind of an underground organization formed to lure people who possesses the eye of the devil which could open the doors to hell.” Scott halted at the last sentence of the first page. For a brief moment, his mind seems to have crossed a different path, urging his hands to fan the pages towards the latter and what he discovered next froze him at one point when he confirmed his thoughts. “The man now stares at the book to where his life story has been written, failing to notice the creature looming above him…”

Chapter 8: The Gift of Alabaster The world tilts without warning. One moment I’m perched on the wide stump behind the healer’s tent, the black tome open across my knees, sunlight filtering through the pine needles in thin golden spears. The next, everything collapses inward—colors bleeding to gray, sound (what little vibration I still feel) dropping away entirely. Darkness rushes up like cold water. I’m back in the void. The same endless black that swallowed me when the estate burned. The same place where the contract was signed.

Taking a steadying breath, I set out in the direction I had left only hours ago—the direction of hell. After about an hour, I walked up to the mouth of the abandoned city, intending to find my way back to the underworld and kill Hades, but Hades was already there, in the center of the street, waiting. He smiled and nodded to the left. I quickly turned my head in that direction, ready to defend myself. One of his Demons walked out and tossed a woman’s body into the street, only a few yards from me. I took a step back and then squinted at the broken body in front of me. “No,” I said in a quivering voice as my feet began to move forward.