Novel Inferno Novels & Stories

*Last chapter! Yay! So someone is going to die. I know, spoiler much? Jsyk, I am crying way more than you are, if you do ಥ╭╮ಥ Listening to Before you go by Lewis Capaldi * * It was not easy at first. Having to pull men through tents and snap their heads, because there was a high possibility they would heal again. Yet he had to be thankful for the twins. Who psychotically, and happily set them on fire or drove Icicles through their head.

“The Book of Kings.” Azazel nods, “At first, we weren’t sure what we’d find. Because not only is it in Latin, but the scriptures are quite involved.” He scrolls through the book and opens it to a specific page. “Then we saw this, Pestifer Mundi, the destroyer of worlds. At first, it discusses the plagues, but as we continued to read, we found information about Lana.”

Even then, she continued to tell herself that she had to do her best no matter how difficult the assessment was. It was only by joining Basalt that she would have the power to protect Chase. That was when Inferno jogged over to her. Myra got nervous. “M-Mr. Inferno.” “You don’t need to be so formal with me, Miss Kollins.” Inferno waved her off and said in a friendly manner. “Just call me Inferno.” Huh? Myra was taken aback. Inferno seemed entirely different. He was not only being polite to her, but he was also acting in a friendly manner.

Just like that, I was scorched to death by the temperature, which rose rapidly throughout the day. To think that I only got to see my mother and Nicholas' true colors during the final moment of my life… … I snapped out of my hate-filled trance, only to realize that I was already in a cab. After winding down the car window and feeling the scorching heat from the bright sun, I was finally conscious that I was reborn. It was an extremely hot day. Then again, we were in the middle of summer right now, so the temperature was still within the tolerable margin.

It was physically impossible for me to get up and keep going. “Forgive me for touching you, Donna.” I recognized him as Niccolò. I let out a small gasp in surprise when he picked me up in his arms and ran. I held onto him tightly when I started to hear low explosions. I looked behind him, my eyes widening in horror when I saw the end of the building erupting in flames. It kept going, one explosion after the other, like a domino effect, and colored the night sky with orange flames.

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

I didn’t want to want him this much. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. But it was. In the silence between us, filled only with ragged breaths and the pulse of need, the world outside seemed to fade away. The danger, the bombs, the lies—it all disappeared. All that was left was him. And I was falling, deeper into the darkness, unable to stop myself. And I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to. 1 AQSA The smell of smoke and burning metal clung to the air as I stepped over the debris.

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

Inferno's abilities were far superior to what the intelligence had described. "Fighting all day in my house—how annoying!" On the brink of consciousness, Xena heard a familiar voice. She saw a blurry figure standing before Inferno. "Is this… Felix's voice?" Inferno furrowed his brows. "And who might you be?" Felix seemed extremely displeased, especially with Inferno. "Because of you, I have to sneak around in my own home. Enough with your nonsense!" The next moment, his hands suddenly reached out to Inferno. The latter didn't have time to react—his neck was snapped before he could even see the movement of Felix's hands.