Hoarding In Hell Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

***** CHAOS I tested my new body and it's permanence, A load of spells escaping my fingertips wordless, Finally I'll be able to exert the justice on this world, on this splinter in my side, this intense cacophony of noise, In just a few rises of this measly ball of light, I'd eradicate this damned planet and all other sense of sentience and life within me, I'd be whole and silent again, but first a visit to an 'old hag' who tried to put a stick in my plans. As I descended down the steps I could hear the faint pitter patter as moisture dripped from the ceiling of the cavernous dungeon, she laid huddled her back against me, as I drew closer I heard her chant strange words even to me.

The pitch dark web is our prison to initiate the activities of explosive thoughts and nightmarish emotions into the earthly humans we detest. I rarely see the reflection of my charred face in the mirror; it's spooky and ruthless. At times, I crawl and crib to the magical flying beasts in the chambers, storing endless wrath. They're not long or amusing; they're power boosters rising from the fire like volcanic eruption. Sometimes, they jump on me out of nowhere and other times, they wait for me to finish the rounds before attacking at my feet. In the hell, I live another hell. It's not the aggressive dormitory of pets, it's a villa of seclusion and the forsaken story of tormenting Daniel.

I feel the panic start to rise up in my chest and between running for my life and trying to keep calm well it's becoming difficult, no Calm down Bree this is just a dream I tell myself. A dream I’m dreaming and any minute I’m going to wake up, that seems to be short-lived when I feel something hot blast right past my face, holy shit that felt very fucking real, what the fuck was that? I reluctantly peer over my shoulder and instantly regret it, there are at least 8 people screaming and chasing after me. Where the fuck am I? And what do these people want? As I’m running I pass a sign that says Welcome to the city of Houndgrave known as the home of hell hounds. WHAT THE FUCK i scream out loud,

The next chapter of their journey beckoned, and as they prepared to face the shadows that lurked on the edges of their existence, Chloe felt a sense of determination and acceptance, ready to embrace the legacy that awaited her and shape the destiny that lay ahead. Days turned into nights as Chloe delved into the secret archives hidden within her family's home. The books, ancient and weathered, contained the wisdom of generations, revealing the intricacies of the supernatural world she had unwittingly entered. Chloe's nights became a journey through the hidden corridors of knowledge, each page unraveling the mysteries that surrounded her existence.

Chapter 5 Title:Still Open, Still Leaking Setting: Jonah’s penthouse apartment, 3:17 a.m., alone POV:Jonah Cole (first-person) Focus: Solo — filthy self-use, overstimulation, residual mess, mirror, toys, heavy self-degradation Heat: Extremely high, pure smut I barely made it through my own front door.

I set the square tip against a smooth patch of gray silt that had dried flat on the pine table, dragging it through the dust to trace Chapter 181: They do not need to break your iron if they can make you accept the rust. They do not need to take your paper if they can convince you that living in a damp cellar, eating cold meal, and counting coal dust is all you will ever deserve. The danger was never that we would lose the spire; the danger is that we would forget what the sky looked like before the smoke took it. Chapter 181 is not about fighting back. It is about remembering that this mud is not our home.

She raised her voice in anger. "You will never have a safe life with me. I can't keep you in hell." I avoided looking at her eyes. "Look at me." She grabbed my chin with her hand, forcing me to look at her. "It's too late. I drove over a man to save your life, I dragged a dead body and dumped it like it was just a toy to save you. It's too late, I'm already deep down in hell." I stared at her bloodied shirt. What had I done? I had polluted the only pure thing that I had in my life.

Chapter 23. Total mess. HAZEL P.O.V I was busy thinking of what that heartlèss guy wanna do to me. But I know he will surely punish me, who care? I don’t, I am waiting for him to do his worst, he thought I am still afraid of him. I didn’t bother to place a knock on his door, I opened the door to his room and his room was in a total mess.

Horror struck me like lightning, and I knew then that my worst fears had come true - my old pack and family had been brutally wiped out. “Hallie get back here now.” Hugh ordered me as he and Alpha Arnie chased after me, attempting to calm me down, but it was too late. I was already consumed by a need to uncover the truth. Ignoring their calls, I sprinted onward, disappearing into the maze of corridors within Moonstone Manor. Each corner I turned revealed more and more lifeless bodies, my heart breaking with every sight. The hallways felt suffocating, as though every step I took was leading me deeper into a twisted nightmare.

His legs immediately had their own will,his body following it's command as he got back into the room to find her lying on the bed with a book in her hand. "Are you okay?" She asked him in a worried voice as he advanced towards her. He took her book from her hand and crushed his lips on hers. Shocked by his action,she was unable to struggle until his hand squeezed her breast hard. She broke free from the kiss. "What are you doing?" She asked him wide eyed. "I can't hold it back any longer," he said as he leaned into her neck inhaling her scent and it drove him crazy the more. "I can't resist you any longer." He said as he began trailing kisses down her neck.