If You're Going Thru Hell Novels & Stories

The law? It was nothing compared to a mother’s scorn!

"Trust me, Mike, you'll burn in hell for this." The trucks close in. And I have nowhere to go.

“Go…to hell.” I laugh softly, crouching to meet her eyes. “Darling,” I whisper, “ I am already in hell and you are in it with me”

I needed to get this rage building inside of me out of my chest. Quickly, I headed out of the underground floor with Melvin tagging along behind. ~~~ I tore through the forest furs, even as the throbbing force of its claws slammed into my skin, I ignored it aiming at the next target, and with one swift move, another was dead.

Slow mornings with the devil. Who knew hell could feel this good?

I know I need to let the current take me and not fight it, even as I can’t see or hear anything but red water. It’s official. Hell sucks, and they even ruined water.

He laughs under his breath “That’s what you always say before everything goes to hell” I glance toward the window the night already thick outside “Then it’s a good thing I don’t believe in hell.”

“Great. Somebody please save me. And while you’re at it, bring snacks, ‘cause apparently we’re heading straight into Hell!” I rolled my eyes, but his whining couldn’t drown out the truth. We were going into Hell. Whether we liked it or not.

"What do you mean?" "Instead of enduring this, why don't you take a chance and break out of the 18 Hells with me and escape?"

And I wouldn't want be here come hell fire. ***