Path To Hell Novels & Stories

“This place is weird and if you look too, it just becomes more peculiar. So, I’m not surprised if it did. Now if that’s the case. Is it welcoming the Fae or hiding from them?” “That’s the million-dollar question.” They rounded the bend in a road that no longer existed in the physical realm for a long time. This is one of many slight differences that could make things creepy. At the end of this road was a graveyard. If they didn’t see them within the Dream Realm, it would have stayed long forgotten. It like so many others was a family’s graveyard from the early eighteen hundreds. Even within the Dream Realm time lost their names beyond their last name, Colton. Catherine dodged into Yolanda to

Thanks doctor" he said while placing his hands on my waist he took me out of that hospital. I let out a breathe as we came outside and very soon we reached to his place my hell. The place he calls home is the place I call hell. My hell. ***************************************** ✨Hi guys, ✨ Thoughts about Ayla's parents? ✨How Ayla's friends gonna react to her pregnancy? ✨Do you guys like it?? ✨Please do vote and share my story guys Until next time, Jenikim7❤️

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

Daunator narrowed his eyes and took her in. Asteria stood with her head held high, hoping the confidence she had in her own abilities assured him he should tell her his secret, not dismiss her as a foolish creature. After what seemed like hours, Daunator said, “You traveled here through a passage meant for someone else. Blue lights dance for good, for honor, not for sin and greed. But there is another way, one meant for evil. The devils dance from one world to the next, and in that passage, blackness dwells. Entrapment on Earth is fleeting; entrapment beyond our realm, in the never regions, could be eternal.”

“We need to go to the Garden.” The Garden was the middle point, where the souls wake up and have their eternal fates decided by the angels or demons who brought their souls from the living world to the afterlife. It only made sense that it would be the place for a battle to take place. Hermes would use the portal to get from Heaven to the Garden, then use another to get from the Garden to Hell with the device that will supposedly cleanse my father’s soul, the angels and demons will each use said portals to reach the Garden and their fight will take place there.

On the day of the departure they all dressed up, well prepared and ready for whatever they were going to face for the sake of survival. Or were they? "Fucking bastard. You said we won't meet any of this killer trees if we follow the 'yellow road.'" Ten cursed loudly. Refiling his gun with ammunition he fired aimlessly behind him. Yellow road on Ten's term. (The 'safe' path Salvador had marked out.) "Well don't blame me." Salvador breathed heavily. Multitasking between talking and running from a hoard of vines that carved for his flesh. "It isn't my fault that the area around the underground base is surrounded by a coal mine."

Not a chance in hell. ******

it was perfect but only inside my head, in reality, it turned out to disaster. Living with him under the same roof sucks! I can't do it anymore, my boundaries of enduring pain have been broken by him, not once but numerous times. I can't anymore. I feel suffocated here, breathing has been hard for me when he's around me. He has become a living nightmare for me, a person that I would never like to meet anymore. He changed a lot, or maybe he never changed, this is his real side. all this while the person he showed himself as was a pure hallucination. he's a felon, that I failed to find out at the very beginning.

Their entire family would enjoy wealth and glory, carefree and happy. A burst of manic laughter echoed as Hoss clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails piercing his skin. "Hoss, what are you laughing at?" Beside him, Selene frowned slightly. "It's nothing." Hoss wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled darkly. "Selene, do you believe in destiny?" "Of course." Selene nodded earnestly, then looked at Hoss with curiosity. "Destiny has two paths—one leads to the future, the other to hell. And my path is destined to trample over thousands of corpses. It's to go against the current, stand at the peak, overlook the heavens, and laugh proudly over all the powerful families!"

"Time to burn this hellhole down." ***