Holy Hell Book Novels & Stories

SUSAN DAVIS, ALLORA’S TOP MODEL, AND DAMIEN MARTINELLI OF STAR ENTERTAINMENT ARE GETTING MARRIED! Time slowed. The honk of a car beamed loudly. Zia Hidalgo’s body slowly sank and just before her head hit the ground, a strong arm encircled her.

"Darling, since we're both so happy today, how about we go shopping for a bag for you? Or maybe something else? Whatever you want, I'll get it for you." I agreed cheerfully. What I thought would be a quick shopping trip took an unexpected turn when we bumped into Rhea at the mall. The moment Jack spotted her, a flicker of unease crossed his face. Meanwhile, Rhea quickly left her group of girlfriends and approached us with a friendly smile. Her gaze occasionally lingered on Jack's face. "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Ingleton. What a coincidence to see you here!" I held onto Jack's arm and returned her smile politely. "Ms. Carhill, are you here shopping as well? Care to join us?"

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.

**** When the bell rang for morning break, Lucy grabbed her best friend Chloe's arm, and practically force-marched her to the library where they could have fifteen minutes to talk without anyone hearing the conversation. Chloe was quite used to being dragged off at the speed of light to out of the way places in school, by her friend. The Latin section of the library, isolated to a dark, dusty corner was a perfect place to have discreet conversations. The dust on the top of the books indicated that the cleaners and students rarely ventured into this corner. "Okay, what's happened now?" Chloe asked as she made herself comfortable and foraged in her bag for Snickers bar. "God, I'm starving!" sh

"Our bread... I stopped listening. It took me a while to understand that Zylah's nausea was not being reflected in my stomach just because of the prayer. I had attended churches last year. I had confronted God's house in the last few months. My nausea was due to the strange mixture that a soul destined for hell and with angelic power could provoke at the same time. Anne shone, absolutely and strongly, clinging to the bible and with her eyes closed. The magic came out of her as a source of heat, spreading through my house and out, through the open windows. I didn't know if Zylah could see, but she felt it, and shut up when she noticed the effect of the future queen of hell's prayer.

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 ***********

Elijah walked over to them and picked up a book with red lettering: Give me a reason to understand why passion, burns worse than hell.... -LETTERS FROM HELL- False Love By: Magno Khok II "Letter from a whole hell," mused the snow-haired man opening the book, "Written by Magno Knok II himself," he gave a chuckle and looked at Melia. " It has his signature with that pen they used in the late 1800s. "Exactly," she approached him. "I had to go all over Gwacheon to get his signature.

Hello readers, I am sorry to say but, this book 'Hellbent~Denied Love have officially come to an end. I know it ended like cliffhanger. Yes, it did. But, there is a new book squealed to this. It is DANCING IN FLAMES!

“A curse that will put you into the deeper sanction of your darkest fear and inevitable death. A poem created to inflict pain and suffering for those who come across with it and will bring death unto the foolish ones who will lead it out loud. Just how cunning the God who wrote this world and book, for cursing it for real this time.” Giggling in pure amusement and having the chill of thinking about the deaths and curses the book will inflict upon its readers. By which in reality will be all too late for their poor soul to realize since they all and might probably already be at the half of it reading it intently with the roller coaster ride from the existence of time within the very book. He

He remembered his name vividly stepping forward a little but Clancy shouted at him instead furiously. "Don't get involved beast!" He shouted at Scott before looking back at the bishop "You never said anything about an Unholy Book, what is it? Made up by you?" He asked. The bishop finally getting choked to the point of blacking out flared out releasing a miniature wave of positive energy that at first was unnoticed by everyone except Clancy who was blasted few feets back like a ski. He stood back on his feet panting like a dog "No one made the Unholy Book up, it was written by the ancient one!" He responded to Clancy.