Name Hell Novels & Stories

12 months ago Italy Hell. A place regarded in various religions as a spiritual realm of evil and suffering, often traditionally depicted as a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after death. Well, that's how our holy scriptures describe it anyway. And if it's true in every sense, then Romero mansion could be one of the kernels of that sinful fire. Lola shuddered at her thoughts, gripping the rosemary hard between her bony fingers. With bloodshot eyes, she stared at the giant chandelier unblinking. Not once her moistened eyes dried. She tried her best to block the entire world and concentrate on the divine power that supports us in time when all doors are c

I choke out as I wipe my tears, he shake his head and I know I’m well and truly fucked. “Mia, it doesn’t matter who you tell. You are in our world. I am known in the human world. Have you heard of someone called Fenrir?” I look at him and search for my memories. The name sounds familiar. It hits me Fenrir is the hound of Hell. My head turns to look at him and I nod my head, hoping I’m wrong and that his parents like theatrics. “What do you know about him?” he asks and I look down and fidget with my fingers and bite my lower lip until I taste the metallic taste of blood.

He never questioned it, but overtime he could recall the annoyance in Zalakai's voice whenever he spoke his name. Down here... In the depths of Hellfire and brimstone... You are called Nothing... A Nobody... Someone without purpose... "You're lying." He gritted his teeth. She was spitting venom at him now. How could he dare believe such insanity? I would never call you such a name...

King Yama snapped his fingers and Lilith was once again reborn. King Yama sighed and went back to his judgement throne. Lucifer son, Hades, also was in the land of the living. Lucifer was the god of punishment while he was the god of judgement, he judged people works and lucifer tortured and punished those whose soul had been condemned forever. They were both the rulers of hell.

Mira frowned, pushing the magnifying glass away from us all," it's the mark of a hellhound. Whoever this G.K. is either knew high magick or somebody who did in order to make this. It's a teleportation necklace. To where? No clue. Probably to whoever made this." I felt myself pale at her words. Hellhound. It was a word that I hadn't heard since the day my father died. Something he'd kept a secret from me. The one that my mother had to reveal and she rejected me the second time for. Why the hell did my dad even know a second hound? "Mordecai?" Ashton nudged me again and I sighed. Mira was now giving me a curious look. She closed her small hand around the necklace and tucked it into her pocket.

“Fuck!”  Lunchtime, yet the doctor still feels angry about what he saw at the box. Indeed, it was making him lose his control and pace. “Fuck!” yelling out loud as he threw his brand new phone. Standing from the swivel chair as he felt all his blood boiling and rising to go to his head. He was so mad. So mad that he wanted to punch the one who sent him the box.

The bodyguard beside Xander stepped forward. "Mr. Zane isn't someone you can afford to mess with." Steven laughed like it was a joke. "Mr. Zane? Don't tell me you're actually trying to say HE'S Xander Zane." Xander didn't flinch. "I am Xander Zane." The entire hallway—and the livestream—froze. Everyone knew the story. Xander Zane had been in a coma for years. No way he could be standing here, looking like a whole damn storm.

"I don't want to, because… "Luther Spencer, you disgust me," Callista spat. Luther jolted awake in panic, and he rushed into the bathroom. He scrubbed his body over and over again. He nearly peeled his skin off. His eyes were bloodshot, and he mumbled unconsciously, "Honey, I'm clean now. I'm not dirty anymore. I've cleaned everything off. Please don't think I'm disgusting. "I even threw up what I ate. Please, don't hate me. I'll make sure no one else ever comes here again."

Merry Christmas, Lynn Byrne *** More to come for Damon and Misha. What is hell really like?

Did she accidentally summon those creatures? "Who is Hel?," She asked Alex remembering the eerie whispers from the demons. "The ruler of the underworld, death, and hell. In the physical realm he is called the Grim Reaper," Alex answered making Evelyn knit her brows in puzzlement. She remembered vividly the creatures addressing her as a princess and mentioning the name, Hel. "What troubles you little kitty?," Leon asked Evelyn