Living Hell Novels & Stories

She tumbled through the abyss, a kaleidoscope of nightmarish sights and sounds swirling around her. In an instant, she found herself in the heart of Hell. The landscape was a desolate, barren wasteland, devoid of life and hope. The skies were ablaze with crimson and sulfur, casting an eerie, oppressive glow over the nightmarish terrain. Jagged rocks and twisted, gnarled trees stretched into the distance, shrouded in an eternal gloom.

We took Nivi to hospital and waited for her test results. Each and every second I stood outside of every test room was like I am passing through an eternity. Under me it was hell of fire where I was burning in that. There is no hell or heaven after death it's all in our life. Now I am getting all punishments for what aI did to that girl and I am in hell. Like my naani said bad people will treated very badly in hell by burning alive in fire.

|| Kiera Stevens's POV || Silence....... There was a long awkward silence around the room. My breathing caught in my lungs, chest rising up to down heavily in anxiety. I stared down at the dead cockroach, lying next to my feet. The bullet that came from my back was only an inch away from my feet. His door has gotten a big hole from the piercing bullet. I prayed that no one was hurt outside. I hated blood more than anything else in my life. How the hell did he have a gun?

A part of me knew that it would have happened by now but still I don't even want to think about it. This is what I'm thinking all day and night being locked up it's sucks.There's isn't any window either. I can't even try to escape this place. But the question is where will I go? Who will believe me? Is this how my life is going to be? A hell? ***************************************** ✨Hi guys, ✨So how was the sneak peek? ✨Do you guys like it? and if so Please do vote and share my story guys Until next time, Jenikim7❤️

"I lived a life worse than death in jail. I didn't expect that your hatred of me would allow you to bribe the people inside to take special care of me. Do you know what it feels like to live a life worse than death?" She questioned in a cold voice, she continued to speak without fear, "You surely don't know, do you? Then I'll tell you, life is worse than death is when your heart is completely dead, but your body is still undergoing inhuman torture, if it wasn't for the Wright Family, how could I still be alive now!" At these words, Alex Brown spat out a few words from his thin lips with difficulty, "Not me."

Before I could react, her hand shot out, and she slapped me hard across the face. "You think you're better than me?" Claire spat, her voice venomous. "You have no idea what it's like to be trapped in this world, to have to fight for every scrap of respect and attention." I held my stinging cheek, my eyes blazing with anger. "I'd rather die than become like you," I shot back, my voice cold. Claire's laughter was like a slap. "You don't have a choice, Emily. You're already in this world, whether you like it or not.”

Her eyes burned with anger as she looked into Lucien's eyes, her voice broke, yet harshly, she spat, “They rot in there. Many died there. Many were born there and have never seen the light of day. And do you know what's worse?” She asked, her voice coming out icy, “These women receive rotten food as breakfast like dogs and assault as dinner.” Lucien froze. Lillian's eyes sting with tears. She struggled to keep it in as she continued, voice raw and filled with pain, “They are raped in there. And when they get pregnant, they birth their babies in there.

During Thanksgiving, my wife, Maya Golding, said that she had an important project to finish late at night and sent me to her parents' house to deliver the holiday gifts. As soon as I started my trip with the gifts, my phone rang. "Bro, move your car, please. My car can't leave the parking lot." 'Move the car? But I am already in the car,' I thought. I answered, "You must have called the wrong person." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. "Is the Audi in lot 695 not yours?" I tightened my grip on the phone as a bad feeling rose inside me. Maya had driven that Audi today, and she had a designated parking spot at the office. "Yes, where are you? I'll go move the

As I slowly pushed myself up and looked at the bare walls around me, the horror hit my heart. I was going to be locked up in this dark room for the rest of my life. I was going to carry my baby in this filth, give birth on a cold floor, and die in this cage. It was far worse than any tragic life I had ever imagined I was destined to live. It was worse than living in the homeless shelters on the street, because in here... even the basic right to drink a glass of clean water did not exist. Realizing the full nightmare of my situation, I brought my thumb up to my mouth and bit down on the flesh so hard that my teeth broke the skin, blood filling my mouth in sheer desperation—because there was n

He explained that the other warriors were out standing guard and would only come back for meals. I didn't see any dirt. The kitchen counters were spotless. I thought maybe I would be done in an hour or two. But kellan had called this place the dungeon. Where were the cells? The prisoners? My heart thumped harder when he stopped in front of a metallic elevator door. Numbers above the door indicated there were four levels underground. Instead of stepping inside, he turned right, toward a set of concrete stairs. As we went down one level, a stale, heavy odor hit me. I scrunched my nose, wondering if the air got worse on the lower floors.