Path To Hell Novels & Stories

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. • •

Keeping her from slipping into the quiet he had shown her before. “You don’t have to,” he said. Her heart slammed painfully against her ribs. “You said there was a cost.” “Yes.” She swallowed thickly. “Say it again.” A pause. Then, closer still, his voice lowered—not in secrecy, but in intimacy. “You will not belong to heaven,” Malachor said. “You will not be reclaimed by a god who mistook your endurance for obedience. You will stand where I stand—between endings. You will see what others refuse to look at. You will carry what is cast away.”

When I opened my eyes again, I found I'd been reborn. I was back to a week before Elaine's untimely death. School was out, and Harvey had gone home to visit his mother because she felt unwell. He would only be back tomorrow afternoon. I was supposed to go on a business trip to Stone City in two days; I was the team leader. My boss had given the order that we had to return with the signed contract—if we closed the deal, we'd all get promotions and raises. But if we failed, the whole team would run the risk of being fired and losing our bonuses.

The rumble and hum of it I can feel it through the red dirt. “Come on.” I say as I walk forward, the rest following closely behind me. I watch as the illusion changes from a beautiful galaxy of purples, blacks, and blues to the hellscape. Red and dark. The screams of creatures being fed on by the demons. Souls wailing in their torment. The path is long, lighting splits the sky as thunder rolls in. The sky is red and dark. Winged hellish creature’s shriek flying over head. I look up and smile.

When he took it in his hands, I knew it was Nicholas’ piece of clothing. “He must have escaped the underworld through the gates of hell,” he mentioned. “What are the gates of hell?” I asked, curiously. If I was to stay here, I needed to know as much as I could from what it would be my new home. “They are the way where some souls end up. My world is the path between the Earth and Hell and I am sure that right now, Nicholas is headed that way. If we don’t stop him, Lucifer will find him and it won’t be pretty for him.”

If only he’d be silent and aloof, he’ll be much more handsome than before. Too bad! This man was a total jerk! Hellion humped coldly as she stared daggers to his sturdy back. After walking for too long in the darkness, they finally reached the end of the Road of Cursed Eyes . Hellion gasped as the out of this world sight greeted her pair of eyes. A stone castle covered in thorns can be seen on the horizon while a layer of stairs were elevated towards the castle. The purplish skies became darker and the surrounding was gloomier. It’s as if they were close to the edge of the world where nothingness lies.

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

There were several way to access hell. First is through a direct portal that was made millennia ago by none other than the first witch, my mother. Or the only other way was through consecrated ground. Every grave yard had a tomb or mausoleum that was the gateway to hell. It was done that way so that when a human soul passes on into the next life, their soul would either be collected by heaven, or else the portal would open delivering them into hell. I apparate to the site immediately, only to find the cloaked figure of Lysander already there.

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