Novel & Cerita I'll Put You Through Hell

“You know there’s an app that you can use to get a ride pretty much anywhere. It’s called Uber.” She looks at me dumbfounded. “What?!? Are you serious? You mean I could just call a car to drive me instead of running everywhere like Usain Bolt. What a concept, next you’re going to tell me we don’t have to call people anymore and we can just send them words.” Sarcasm drips from her tone and I don’t like it. She’s a mouthy little thing and it’s going to get her in trouble…but why does it make me hard as a fucking rock?

I didn't give him the chance to explain. Before shutting the door, I played the role of a woman who'd lost the man she loved dearly to perfection. "Let's get divorced, Harvey. I still love you, but I can't stand the thought of sharing you with another woman."

You guys have become my family and I cant thank you enough to be with me through the journey 🙏🙏 Now there wont be any upadte of In His Hell. This story end here with a happy note. Once again thank you so much for being with me always. I love each one of you who are reading this, no matter if you comment or not, if you vote or not. I just love you all for making it till here. Your this much love to read till here is more than enough for me. Plzz do forgive me if I offend anyone of you in anyways throughout the journey of I H H.

"That’s what you call this?" I shrugged. "Compared to what you tried to do last night, it’s light punishment. I wonder if you’ve learned your lesson." Her chin lifted. "And what lesson is that?" "That you’re replaceable." The bars rattled as Isabel slammed her palms against them. "Wait until I get out, you bitch!" "But you can’t get out," I said calmly. "And your words don’t reach me. Without your father, you’re nothing but a spoiled girl trapped in a cell."

(where? It's hella trophies and it's hella thick (hella thick, hella thick) What you think 'bout that? (well) What you think 'bout that? (well) I bet it got my haters hella sick (hella sick) Come and follow me, follow me with your signs up I'm so firin', firin', boy, your time's up Keep on runnin' and runnin' until I catch up How you dare? How you dare? How you dare?

I screamed in pain and agony " Let me go. You can attack me all you want, but not my unborn baby!" " Are you sure there is still one? I told you not to leave but you just left. If you stayed we could have worked through it... but you decided to leave me and then sleep with Max Blackwell. I represented his father and he is almost out of jail , and you decide to sleep with someone who looks like the man who stabbed you." "Go to hell . Maxwell is twice the man you'll ever be. He will always look like his father, but he isn't him. I love him"

The path I had chosen was dark and treacherous, but it seemed like the only way to get what I wanted. "Hell is where you belong, Tyler."

"This is me! This is what I have to go through for as long as you don't bring me that gemstone! They are eating me up. Fast! I'm dying! But trust me, before I die, I'll send you straight to hell first!"

You messed up a big time. You don't know who you just messed with. You may be the Mafia Prince but I'm the King of Hell. You will disappear me from earth before that I will send you to hell. I will kill you so slowly that you will beg for death.

“Lucifer proof.” I snarl. “When I get out of here...you’re going to wish you would have slit your own f*****g throat...because there’s a new form of torture that I’m just itching to use on you...it makes the pits and Hell loops look like a bloody vacation compared to what I’m going to put you through...”