Men From Hell Novels & Stories

The glow of the bonfire of the first camp they neared began to light up her face. Her sluggish curls matted with the dirt and blood of the cells shone a murky, dreadful orange glow. While her eyes adapted to the glimmer of the flame, the faces of different men became noticeable. Each face was equally dreadful and horrifying. They were feral faces that had observed months of indescribable chaos and difficulty. Yet they were all chuckling. Some smirked and idolized her form as she was transmitted, while others already had their hands in their breeches, readying for what was certain to be her doom. The feral man taking her stopped and quickly plunged her. Without notifying, she fell and hit the

Acry Leivniz POV “What the f*ck?!” I said when the man introduces himself as ‘Hell’ What the heck Is happening to this world? Yesterdays I meant a girl who name Peace while I have a friend name Chaos and now, I meet a guy name Hell then my girl best friend name Heaven. What the actual f*ck? “Hell Lazaron” He said and offered his hand to Heaven. But heaven ignore it and look at Chaos who just smirk and look away from us like, is he not surprise about this? And how did this fucker know us hide out?

Men in black went out, but in one particular SUV where four people went out: Jedrick, Chase, Xander, and Alpha Andres. I started to back away, afraid for my dear life. Alpha is now looking feral, glaring at Hunter. His eyes are changing into pure black. I gulped. He signaled something to his men and they grab Hunter by the arm. What is wrong with these men? "Let me go, morons!" Hunter ordered and trying to get away from their grip. Alpha Andres clicks his tongue and looks at Hunter. "You better get away right now boy..." he stated. "...before I make you."

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.

"Disgusting…" Skyler murmured through her hand. Despite being skinned and scalped, the women were all still alive and singing to the music that was playing despite their anguish. "Talk about a terrible fetish." Frank was scowling too—why were all the members of Torrent such sick deviants? It seemed like his plan to wipe them out was absolutely correct! "So, you killed my clone?" The lanky man on the couch slowly turned to level his bloodshot eyes at Frank.

They crackled their fists and glared at Don Santiago fiercely. Don Santiago furrowed his eyebrows, and swept his gaze over the seven burly men, that looked like bouncers in a club. His lips curled up “thrash” he mumbled, and shook his head pitifully. “Damn, bastard, you dare call us thrash, you will taste the brute of my fist” one of the burly men hollered angrily. The Old Man's face changed drastically, the seven burly men he gathered are all on the peak stage of physical strength and coupled with their bodybuilding, their combat skills should be more terrifying.

Zalakai asked before he chuckled to himself, "He must've have played his cards right for him to be back down here." "Seducing a nun is not easy." Felix grumbled as he pushed open the door. Screams of anguish filled his ears as he stepped out into a gargantuan sized cavern. Fire licked up up the walls of the cliffs, a lava river coursed through the domain. Black winged, crow-like Demons flew about, some carried carcasses or even still living, breathing beings. "Don't you just love the sound of pain in the morning?" Zalakai half joked, but Felix gave no response. "Tough crowd."

"There's more than enough food. Women everywhere———i could be the second Adam." "Shut up." Emma and Sandra snapped at the same time, successfully shutting him up. "All he thinks about is women, women, women." Jeff rolled his eyes, grabbing on a loose vine as he cross over a fallen log of wood. "Should I think about you instead?" Ten popped a brow suggestingly. "I will pass." Jeff threw him a poker face in return. "Enough of been gay already." Salvador wrinkled his nose. "We have got a problem." "What—?" Sandra voice slowly lowers to the end. "the hell."

Besides having the shit kicked out of them, they’re unhappy about the huge hit to their income while the future dropouts of America breathe down their necks trying to get their next fix. For now, I’m stuck with these morons. I lost my entire fucking crew to Austin, the fucking pussy. It’s been harder than I thought to round up good men. I slam back a double shot of tequila and laugh, causing the two men to stop their secret squirrel gibberish and look at me. I raise my chin and set these assholes straight. “Moon’s woman is mine and the two of you will stay the fuck off her. The black cunt can stroke your dicks as often as you like.”

It was cruel. "They are from your universe. These humans are individuals who have committed heinous crimes, severe enough to condemn them to Hell, to be in our company. We subject them to the very horrors they inflicted upon others." Samael explained before the other males could answer. "Like what? What have they done?" I asked Sam as I turned to look at him over my shoulder. Samael looked at me with a serious face. "One popular offense is child rape. Even here, that is utterly unacceptable," he concluded.