Men From Hell Novels & Stories

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

he laughed. "You will rot in hell Xaphan" I yelled. He moved his hand forward and wrapped his fingers around my throat. They were tight enough to choke me and cut off my air supply. "Indeed" he chuckled "But let me first show you hell and have the pleasure of heaven for myself" he laughed again throwing his head back. People like him don't deserve a place in hell too. The most abhorrent word is nothing to describe his character. He moaned in pleasure while grinding against me. His voice, his mere presence, his everything is disgusting. Any person would have hardly hated someone as much as I hate this man.

Oops. “You’re a fucking bitch, you know that!” The man spat, blood and spittle coating the black mask around his mouth. “I don’t know why he wants to keep you alive! He should just fucking kill you like the mangy dog you are!” A growl that wasn’t Kalla’s vibrated through the trees before Daniel stepped into view, eyes dark with anger. They flashed amber for a moment, Hades brewing near the surface like a deadly storm, keen to take over and rip apart the man insulting his mate. Seeing Kalla, blood caked to one side of her, Daniel snarled, teeth elongating as he fought to keep his temper. Warriors had followed, pouring into the small clearing like a SWAT team, checking for other threats. The m

Barbara yelled and swung her arms around frantically. The man raised his hand, slapped her twice, and cursed, “You f*cking b*tch! Do you want to end up like him?” Two to three men stepped forward and pressed her against the floor, and Barbara was trapped under them, crying in despair. The veins on the back of Helios’ clenched fist bulged, and he exhausted all his remaining strength to break free of his captors and rush toward those three men.

The Man From Hell finally appeared near Belle. He was standing right next to her body, intently looking at her, while Dom looked at him as if saying “I’ll kill you if you do anything to her,” and, as if he knew, the Man looked up and smiled widely, showing all of his needle-like teeth. “Calm down a little, my dear, it is still good that we can see him. I tell you again, he is not what people think he is…” Onia reassured Dom, who took a seat and watched, compass still in hand.

I wanted to move away but couldn't. "She is mine, always has been," I heard that familiar voice "Fuck this; I am about to fuck the shit out of her," One of the men said Suddenly I heard a door open, and then everything went black

the one who seems to be very fond of torturing me says. "Get her up," the rest of the guys look uncertain but it is clear he is the one calling the shots around here. They haul me up and tie my hands to the rusting sprinkle pipes. I close my eyes before I feel the blow to my gut. I cry out in pain which seems to amuse the little saddist. "I have tortured dangerous men and made them cried like little pussies. How long do you think it's going to take to get you to say what I want to hear?" he asks, walking away.

They were not like Nick's, although they did have people in them, this time they were drawings of two men, you couldn't see the faces of the people at all just one blonde and one dark. The dark-haired man was on top of the other one, and they were quite obviously having sex. The drawings were exquisite, showing the tense muscles in the back and buttocks of the man. He had a fabulous figure, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. Amelia moved on to the next picture, in this one the dark man was sitting on a chair, and the other man had his face between his thighs, she drew a gasp, and then an even bigger gasp when she looked closely at the man on the chair.

“ It’s not for men young lady… “ He said that made my mind puzzled. If it’s not for men, then why did I feel like that? Like my stomach was being cooked and boiled with too much heat. My throat even felt like it was being twisted inside. I asked him using my eyes and saw how he stretched his lips that causes his dimple to show off. I don’t care about how those six men will see me as a woman, but this man's charm was always been hipnotizing. In fact, the word handsome is not enough to define how gorgeous he is. “ That's exclusively for vampires only… “ He said that made my body shivered. For vampires? Does that mean------ “ Yes! You’re the only human there. “ He added that made my mind got ev

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