I'll Put You Through Hell Novels & Stories

'Yiran, do you know how glad I am that you love me? 'Yiran, do you know that as long as I can have you, I’ll be full of joy even if I go to hell?'

Absolutely fantastic. Either way, hell will freeze over before I just give up. They want us to go above and beyond for the elimination, you best believe I will.

"Chill. You're safe—for now. At least until Terrance Felton shows up with the cash. You two must be something. He's offering a whole billion for you. Not bad, huh?" He clicked his tongue. But all I could hear was that number. Terrance... was insane.

They made me believe they loved me, they made me believe I was important to them. " They should all go to hell!" I yelled and bumped my fist on the floor. " Bastards! Go to hell and rot!" I yelled, my body trembling with fury. I just hate everything about me, my life, the people around me, and my existence. The moon goddess is such a bitch and she deserves to go to hell! Out of the good men out there, she chose to mate me to bastards twice not considering my feelings. She should just end my life instead of suffering me this way. It's just too much for me, the pains are just too much for me to handle.

“You’re lucky you've got me. Hell will be released on any motherfucker I care about. Including the ones that act like they ain't in need of help.” I didn’t respond. Not because I didn’t want to. But because I didn’t trust my voice.

The heat never left them, somehow worse than when they were actually in the sun. And Blood would say, “you can confess your sins and turn yourself in, granting a reprieve from this hell,” he swirled the ice cubes around as the sweat from their bodies started to steam, “or, you can experience what hell has to offer every time you close your eyes while you still live and still meet me in the underworld.” Then he dropped them into their waiting seven circles of hell to witness every personalized torment each ring had waiting for them. When they finally awoke in terror, Blood was waiting with that same glass of lemonade. “So, what will it be?”

“Then rest here my wife. It’s cold, would relieve you from the hot, scorching sun.” Hellion gritted her teeth in anger and yelled at him “Did you really became stupid? Of course it would bd cold since it’s full of dead!” “I know.” “You!!!!”

Well, it seems that we have a little stand-off. I spin on my heels and face Lucinda that is still struggling… In one…two…three… I make the next choice that shall define my life. I watch her straight in the eyes, and with a smile on my face, I only but have three words for her, "Go to hell." With that, I take a gentle but somewhat trembling hand that is aching from the pain, and in less than an inch of a second, I pierce the razor-sharp blade straight through her heart.

And from the floor, with blood pooling around my knees and hate burning in my chest, I began to hum that lullaby again. But this time, it wasn’t for comfort. It was a signal. A war song. A curse. Because they tried to destroy me. Tried to bury me. Tried to claim me. But they forgot one thing….. I’m the fucking match. And I’ll burn the whole world if I have to. “Even hell would spit me out.”

I chuckled loudly, “Hudson will get you, but I will get to you first. That’s a promise, daddy!” “Get the fuck out of my phone!” he spat through the speakers and right then the line ended. And then I made up my mind, “No one’s getting out of this,” I said under my breathe, “No one will be left unhurt here! Since you all want me to go to hell, then let’s go together. Let’s all go burn in hell together people!”