Hoarding In Hell Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The moment Grace opened the door is when she saw a flying object above. The flying object dropped several missiles, which caused the buildings two blocks away from the coffee shop to explode. Some people ran away while others started murmuring. After a few minutes of the explosion, more terrible things happen. Helicopters are falling, cars are crashing, and buildings suddenly explode. Sarah and Grace started to run. The sunny weather turned into a dark and terrifying one. "Sarah, we need to get out of here. We should move out now!" said Grace as she put out her gun. "There's nothing we can do, humanoids are now here. They will do everything to take our planet." said Sarah with a hopeless ton

As the battle became even more intense, more cries echoed the earth as witness to this war. Death screamed around the place, blood spilled as everyone had murderous intent toward their foes. Meanwhile, In Orlock, Hilda was pacing around the hall when someone walked into the hall through the front door. "I am here" Came the voice of the unexpected. Turning to see who it was, Hilda grinned maniacally when setting her eyes on Amren "You finally responded to my multiple and countless calls" Amren cleared her throat "I didn't mean to escape from Orlock, I am here now, stop the wall"

I step down from the bed, walk to the door, throw it open and step into the hallway. The palace is eerily quiet, not a single sound echoes from the corridors. I quickly walk toward the grand hall but freeze midway when a monstrous growl tears through the air. A fog-like figure covered in a tattered, black cloak suddenly flies backward out of the grand hall’s door. My breath hitches as I stare at the faceless monster. Suddenly, it’s hollow, dark eyes lock onto mine. I stand rooted to the spot, paralyzed. But before it can make a move toward me, Helion appears out of thin air. He grabs the creature by its neck, lifting it entirely off its feet.

Chapter 56: Humiliation --- Helena's mind was awash with a foggy haze, her body no longer her own. The drug coursed through her veins, twisting her thoughts and desires into something unrecognizable. She barely registered the man, older and grizzled, standing before her. He was a stranger, yet in her drugged state, he was all that her body craved. Her vision blurred further as she stumbled forward, her hands reaching out instinctively. The man’s rough hands caught her, his grip firm as he pulled her close. Helena’s breath hitched, her senses overwhelmed by the foreign touch. A part of her mind screamed to stop, to resist, but the drug had stripped away her control, leaving only base desires

But he’d learn one thing before this was over. I don’t break easy. I turned toward the stairs, toward the attic room they’d assigned me — cold, small, high up where no one would see me cry — and froze. Standing in the shadow at the end of the hall was a man I’d never seen before. Tall. Broad-shouldered. His eyes — the color of storm clouds — locked onto mine, and in that heartbeat, I knew. Nothing was as it seemed. Not the debt. Not the Alpha. Not even myself. He lifted a finger to his lips. Quiet. Then he stepped back into the dark — and was gone. [Chapter 1 Ends]

The enemies were just five meters away and they’re all hiding themselves in the debris. Hellion counted in her hands as she nonchalantly tossed away the nonsensical book in her arms. Never mind the charm of it bringing her to a dangerous place. The book has been shining in purple light since she held onto it. As long as she get rid of the damn book sooner then she would be fine.

*TRIGGER WARNING* THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER CONTAINS DEPICTIONS OF ABUSE/TORTURE/RAPE, AND MORE. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION OR SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER IF YOU HAVE TROUBLE READING THESE THINGS. *** --Ines POV-- "Please! Let me go!" I screamed, desperate, purely moving on instinct as I grabbed hold of anything I could to prevent him from dragging me further into the cellar, the very embodiment of my living Hell.

Getting less than a hundred feet before my legs give, letting me roll under a parked car as the sounds of boots and radios follow me. Let go, or simply lose hold of the failing handle, that got me through yet another disaster in one piece. Curling into a ball and praying that they don’t find me as I remind myself stray cats will never belong with kings. Chapter 1.24 Cher Almighty, Xoxo Nyx

Return it to its original place, which is the depths of Hell. ****************************** He rose from his shrine, subjugated by the survival instinct that urges him to search for a source of sustenance at any cost that needs to be subsisted. Now and now, otherwise his liver will be damaged and his heart will collapse within a few hours. He opened his confused eyes, the smell of blood with his senses awakening him from his slumber, he turned around and watched his surroundings ripple around him, but the strong smell led him to his arm, which he raised. He shredded it directly with his teeth to sip what it contained.

Not the terrifying intensity underneath every joke that made my chest tighten whenever he got too quiet. But acknowledging it would mean acknowledging myself too. And I wasn't ready for that. So instead, I grabbed another tray of drinks and pretended my life wasn't slowly turning into a terrible decision wrapped in tension and stolen midnight fucks with a much younger man. "Lilith." I froze slightly. Oh fuck.