Path To Hell Novels & Stories

“I just want it to be over, I want to go back to my normal life, a life filled with Maccheesy, and my crazy ass best friend,” “You and I both, thousands of years' amount of bloodshed, I'm growing tired, it needs to end now,” I agreed with her, “Stefan... What is hell like?” Glimpsing at my laptop, I saw that the loading was only halfway through the completion, at fifty percent, “Well, I don't know... The rivers of lava, the leafless trees, cold abandoned buildings, the screams of sufferings, some days the sun hide leaving us with gloomy skies, yeah... seems beautiful to me,”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Daddy, I am cumming!” “Me too, son! Daddy is cumming on your tight pussy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” And as they both reached their destination. Damon is still knocking on the gates of heaven again and again. “Fuck! Daddy is coming again, son! Ohhhhhhhh!” a

Vary pours the last of her soft drink into her mouth, “how did your day go?” “Well, you deserve it best friend, my day was hell, had to talk to this girl who says she still sees her dead mother of five years and she believes what she’s seeing and called me Lucifer.” She barks out a laugh. “I almost bust out laughing because that was the last thing I expected to be likened to ‘cause I do hate Lucifer.” After laughing for another minute, Vary sympathises with her friend, who seems to get red with her crankiness. “You signed in to that drama, name-calling with crazy people, the moment you studied psychology in college. So suck it up and man up to the responsibility girl.”

Azrael decided to troll on Nae again when she never said a word after her question, “Do you wish your fear inducement can work on me? I mean that’s very handy.” Nae look at Azrael. She knows Azrael is hilarious, most of the ones residing in Hell were afraid of her, “No. I don’t believe you feared something.” she replied. Azrael shows satisfaction with her answer. When the clock struck 11 in the evening, the two concluded they should start their hunt. They arrived at a place that looks like a simple market and a line of pubs in the morning. Azrael rolled her eyes because of the neon lights flaring around as she and Nae went down a steel stair. While crossing another steel bridge, Azrael ask,

His fingers sizzled behind a lavender scent as he yanked it forth. The Devil roared its rage. The mouth in its stomach vomited up red ink that stained his hands. The floor cracked open and fiery stairs led the way down. “What is this?” Jon yelled. “Communion,” The Devil answered. “One step beyond.” “Always just one step beyond.” The demons chained at the Devil’s feet simpered and cried. From their mouths came a stream of unending babble. *** The Male Demon thundered:

“Angels aren't allowed in hell, just as demons and hellhounds aren't allowed in heaven. There's an invisible barrier preventing us from entering. Your marks are a tether, the very key that allows her to enter if you go there. Picture a string connecting each of your marks. If you enter hell, one end remains here on this plane attached to her neck, and the other is in hell attached to yours. She can follow the path of that string, which leads directly to you. In other words, there's an invisible path she can follow to find you no matter where you go. Her mark burns the moment you enter hell, alerting her of your danger. So no matter what she's doing, no matter how deeply she's asleep, she wil

It was time to see if that offer of his, was a genuine one, or if it was all just a bluff. Sephora entered the throne room, and walked with long graceful strides, over to the door of adamant stone. She'd finally read up, what the black mist behind the door was. It was in fact a portal - a rip in the world, that bent and fluctuated under the host's will, so it could take you to where ever you wanted within Igritann, to a point. It had been crafted by the teleporting Lord Daemon himself.

As we drew deeper into the city, the spires grew taller. Demons clad in black milled through the streets. They seemed intent on whatever business they were attending to. They didn't spare any look at us as we continued towards the center. When we reached the center, tall sharp building reached up above the rest. Natalia directed me into it. We started to climb the spiral staircase. "No elevators in hell?" "This is hell," she said flatly. "Right." "Why don't we just teleport up there?" "I can't. This is hell."

Beatrice then nodded, "I second your decisions, how about you Ruby?" Thrown away by her sudden question, I pointed at myself, "Oh, me? Fuck making choices but, I also think it have to definitely be the second path." I answered confidently, though a small seed of doubt remained. In anyways, for now, the second path would have to be enough, the safest of the dangerous choices before us, the middle road that led somewhere between salvation and damnation. With my words, we faced the second path, the middle road stretching into the shadows. With a deep breath, we stepped forward together, into the unknown horrors that surely awaited us down that ominous path.

Mother Selene understood these things. "SO, YOU CAN KILL HIM IN HIS WORLD— THE HELL." "BUT HOW?" "Now I have to enter hell to kill him completely." I parted my hand while my fingers "YES, YOU NEED TO GO THERE, AND THE HELL IS THE ONLY PLACE WHERE SATAN CAN MARK YOU AS HIM, SO BE CAREFUL!" Mother Selene said while alerting me. I sighed while taking the information. I poured the water on my face while making my skin cool. • •