Men From Hell Mga Nobela at Kwento

Shruti replied back and laughed at them cynically. Suddenly all men who was watching her nonsense stood straight with a serious expression on their face. Shruti turned towards the place from where she heard some boots sound. She saw a huge manly figure walking from darkness to that yellow light of godown. Behind him a line of men who looked exactly like some goons. Only difference is they were in black suit , well dressed and well disciplined. Shruti's eyes were fixated on that one figure at middle and as his face became clear her mouth opened widely.

,He laughed more. "Aww she escaped then fall into hell", Another man laughed. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but it didn't budge. Blood was dripping down my checks to my neck. They were right and now I was regretting it. "Come on boys",he said as he slowly crawled off. "Let's show her tough love",he said before he shifted back into his monster. The hell broke loose at that. He let out a loud howl and all his men mobbed around my unmoving body , their claws and fangs digging deep into my skin.

There were other men who were collared and naked with sweat dripping off their bodies as they pounded several young women with their cocks from the back. Adam almost gagged as the stench of sex and lust assailed his nose. There were ten people in the room. Five naked men fucking away while four girls were on all fours on a large obsidian marble that pulsed faintly with a purple light. The sexy backs of the women were arched so flexibly that it gave the men easier access to fuck their cunts. Grunting from the men were loud and strained and what Adam thought was pleasure on their faces was a terrified, lust filled expression. The men were in a physical pain that Adam knew all too well.

Lucifer opened his eyes as they turned darker and without saying anything he snapped his fingers for Williams and his men to appear in front him. At first Williams and his men looked confused with what was going on, one minute they were melting in acid mixed with boiling oil and the next minute they were out. They were relieved to be out of the boiling oil and acid but then their face turn sour when they saw the red eyed man again who had put them in forever pain staring at them with an evil smirk on his face. By now they knew they were in hell and the person who was sitting was Lucifer the devil and king of hell.

As soon as she said that, she fell to the ground again, poking her butt up in the air and shaking her imaginary tail. “Ahh... woof, woof... I don’t want… I don’t… Woof, woof…” Cheryl was worried, but she also wanted to laugh. She hurriedly gave Alex a call. However, he didn’t pick up the phone. *** In Hell’s Angels, Azure and a bunch of warriors from the Thousand Miles Conglomerate were being beaten black and blue, and almost all had broken arms and legs and were now on the ground. Groans and wails were coming from everywhere.

I have to say it to register in his thick head. I looked at him with hatred filled in my eyes while saying those words again "You raped me you fucking rapist. You heard that? YOU FUCKING RAPED ME YOU MONSTER!! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME AND SAY YOU MADE LOVE? HOW? I started beating his chest while yelling him. "YOU'RE NOT A MAN. YOU'RE A COWARD FOR DOING THIS. YOU DRUGGED ME AND RAPED ME. A REAL MAN CAN NEVER DO ANY SORT OF THESE" I continued to yell at him while he just stared at me with rage filled eyes.

But I don't think there is any other explanation for this. Scared out of my ass but still willing to save my future husband, I open the door to the cabin and I look inside. There's five men in here and, sure enough, one of them is Paul. He's hanging from the fucking ceiling by his chained hands, but there is no blood, luckily.

Crimson red spraying everywhere. “I am the person that sent you to hell.” Shocked gasps came from the other men in whites. They back away, their trembling in sheer terror. “Where are they?” “Please, don't kill us, we were just asked to collect his blood.” My wolf howled. “Wrong answer,” I brandished my claws, watching the sharp edge glint in their terro filled eyes. “When you get to hell, greet the devil for me.” I lunged, finishing the three remaining men in a matter of seconds. My whole body and the floor was covered with their blood and dismembered limps, but the beast inside me was hardly satisfied.

Before Isabelle's terrified gaze, the two men strained against each other, their faces too close, the smell of sweat and blood and violence fouling the air. For a moment, they were only shadows, their breath coming harsh and fast as thunder bellowed. Their shapes on the wall formed the shape of a huge bloody monster that was squirming and gasping. Isabelle saw the sharp blade extremely close to Shawn’s face, until the point was nearly under his chin, while they swayed together on the floor, like obscene dancers.

Hell? I was the actual one who had crawled out from hell. The victims' families blocking my way saw me try to leave, and the crowd grew restless. A large man charged at me, shouting, "Give me back my son!" While the families were indeed pitiful, it did not mean they had the right to hurt me. "Ah!" There was a hoarse scream, and a police officer had already stepped in, throwing the man to the ground with a shoulder throw, pinning him down.