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I am not strong enough to survive another reality check of the brutal life. ****** Hola beautiful people!! Shocked anyone...?? Did anyone of you thought some thing like this to occur..? Well as I have said before everyone will pay for their sins. And that's what Neev will do now. It's his time to pay. Hope you all like the chapter. Do share your thoughts and do review In His Hell on GoodNovel with stars and your precious words. Do follow me on Instagram @author_priyaraj to know more about updates and stories .

Anna gazed at her wristwatch, and it sent chills down her spine when she noticed the hands of the clock were juggling. She took it off as soon as possible, and it fell to the ground. The spark that came from the wristwatch sent creepy vibes. In a blink, it got destroyed in front of us, but none of us was aware. She put a hand over her mouth, not making any sound. We weren't in the state to utter a word. "Are we in hell or what? This island seems horrific." We both had no answer to Bell's words. Likewise, we had the storm arise in our minds.

The dreadful feeling started to creep back in. I was still battling with my inner demons when I noticed a small beam of light coming from a right corner. I could finally see a little of the hallway. As we got closer to the light, I let go of Calin's shoulder to tightly grip my sword with both hands. The chants became louder and the voice more clearer. It was definitely Helion.

The scent that rose from it was faintly metallic, like rain on stone, like the inside of a church after the candles are snuffed. “Drink,” he said. Elizabeth stared, blinking slowly. “That’s not water,” she rasped. “No,” Malachor agreed. “It is life.” Her stomach turned, instinct recoiling. “From you?” “Yes.” Elizabeth shook her head weakly. “That’s blasphemy.” Malachor’s eyes sharpened. “You are already dying,” he said. “Blasphemy is a luxury for the healthy.” She tried to push his hand away. Her fingers barely lifted.

"Oh, my God! This is definitely not scripted. It's way too outrageous. I don't think a person could come up with something as crazy as this." "The mother has my full support. I feel infuriated just watching her deal with these beasts." "Damn. It's no wonder so many livestreamers are actually there at the cafe. I feel so bad for the mother. The readers would be cursing out the antagonists to hell and back if this were just a novel. I can't believe that she actually has to live through this nightmare."

He approached her and crouched down to her level. Rayleigh glared at him. The drool from the Scout Demon streamed down her arm and her shirt tore in multiple places. "Where did you bring me?" She demanded of him. "Oh honey, if you couldn't tell already." He smirked at her as he reached across and grabbed a few strands of her hair between his fingers. "You're in Hell." Her eyes darkened. "That much is obvious, dumbass. Which Hell?"

He thinks with power he can conquer his star, his star precisely. The star that was snatched from him by his people and now he's adamant on getting his precious star back. So what will happen if both of their worlds collide with each other again? Will Anisha's life become hell after meeting him again? Or Will Vikram get back his light of the star in his dark world? Either way both of them will get something that will destroy one person completely at the end. Let's just see what will happen further. *********************************** ✨Hola! Surprise guys! Yes, you guys seeing it and it's real. As promised I'm back with a prequel of 'A Trip To Hell'

She traced the text with her fingers, feeling a radiant warmth from it. Another yell came and her eyes went back to the Warrior, struggling to pull himself free from her grasp. Damion stood in front of the other warriors, shouting at them to stay back as the ichor spread out over the man's body like a mold. He clawed with his free hand, but it only caused the substance to expand further across his body until it completely consumed him. His screams muted and his body slumped forward. Chelsea finally released him. His body staggered before he collapsed to the ground. The moment his body made impact with the floor, the ichor disappeared into a shadow mist and in its place was the Warrior's corp

"I am the Ink that refuses to dry." The White Light of the Origin erupted, but it wasn't a blast. It was a Void. A silent, terrifying emptiness that began to eat the Sinew-Cathedral, the Weaver, and the Vein-Ceiling. I wasn't winning a war; I was Terminating the Contract of Reality. The 168th layer didn't end with a victory. It ended with a Blank Page.

"Per potentiam et robur meum, tenebras et infernum solve!" With a forceful strike, the scepter hit the ground, sending shockwaves through the hall. Outside, the once serene sky turned bloody, and portals to the abyss of hell tore open, unleashing a horde of demons upon the world. Pandemonium reigned as chaos and darkness descended. The hall erupted in chaos, the supremes, Velia, Venus, Eron everyone in it. Meanwhile, Kaerlia reached her mother's room, only to find her on the floor, writhing in pain. Her veins had turned an unnatural shade of green, and her pallid skin told a harrowing tale.