Planet Dolan Hellbent Novels & Stories

He would keep the house and his car in case we ever choose to come back so that we would have a place to stay. “Now focus,” Damien said as his blue eyes stared into my hazel eyes. “Let out your demon and focus on where you want to go,” our hands were together and we stood in the clean living room. I looked at the ground at our feet and focused my eyes until I could see a speck of dust on the hard wooden floors, telling me that I successfully let out my inner demon and it was now time to attempt my teleporting into Hell. I took a deep breath and focused on the things that Damien had told me about Hell, about the Garden, and I imagined myself surrounded by fire and screaming souls. Why did I f

Anita took a deep breath and knelt on the ground in a powerless manner. " I am going to need the help of a maniac??" She felt this was a joke, and she huffed. " Like he is going to help me get back at Zayn and my family! I don't need his help. I just need to get out of here and never see him again!" She spat, feeling more annoyed just thinking of Vlad. The voice went silent for a while. " Did you remember what you laid down on your last day in hell?" " What I laid down?" Anita snapped her head towards the blinding light and immediately shut her eyes tightly!

"If the Spencers have a problem with my sister, let's just cancel all pending orders." One line. That's all it took to torch everything the Spencers had hustled for with the Feltons. Mike's grandpa straight-up fainted. The room exploded. Everyone knew—you don't cross Terrance Felton and walk away clean. They swarmed him with apologies, but Terrance didn't even glance their way. Just took his sister and walked. Then, right as he passed me—he stopped. "You're Demi Dawson?" I blinked. "You... know me?"

Dorian slammed his fist on the table again. “That was a f*cking different things. Nellie was not some filthy sl*t ….unlike your so-called wife, who got knocked up by some pathetic stranger,” Dorian burst out at Luka, and his choice of words for Esme were enough to fade that calmness from Luka's demeanour. Tears stung Esme's eyes, whereas Kyler and his mother silently enjoyed that argument between Luka and his father. Dorian stormed towards Luka. “Do you even whose f*cking low blood child she has given birth to or who knows…how many fathers her daughter ha….” Dorian couldn't complete his sentence as Luka grabbed his throat and slammed his head on the table in front of them.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

I turned to Morpheus who was glaring at me Dartron was staring intensely at me “ the last we met you were really scared, that’s an improvement” “Maybe I am not scared anymore because you are not as intimidating as I thought” Morpheus growled at me “give me permission and she won’t be able to insult you” “Don’t” Thanos said “I suggest you listen to your Master” I mocked at Morpheus and I noticed that he was so close to ripping my head of” “She is a hellhound, you will end up dead if you try anything stupid,” Dartron said, he is the quietest of the three brothers, he has only been staring at me since he entered the cafe.

"Dante noticed you two take off and wanted to follow." "Aiden senses a threat. Something about the scent of Hell." Amira informed them. "Can you sense anything, Dante?" She asked him. His eyes hardened. "Hellfire. Clear as day. He has the right to be worried." Dante told her. "Hellfire?" Willow asked, confused for a moment. Realization dawned on her. "Wait! I think I know who it is!" She shouted, almost with excitement. "Who?" Amira asked, sharing the confusion with Aiden.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

A dent on the concrete wall behind Nolani looked as if a giant had landed a punch into it. Eyes glowing jade, pearl white fangs protruded as though she’s ready to bite, validated the reality of my situation. Nolani is a vampire gazing at me hungrily as she struggles with Henry’s restraints. “Nolani,” growled Henry, a warning. He had his back on me. It’s safe to assume that he isn’t human to hold down an agitated predator like that. “She… she smells so good,” she grunted, fighting off something similar to the despair of resistance.

“I killed my father and I don't feel a thing. I don't know if killing the three of you would make a difference though.” “Sweetheart–” I dropped the tools, knives included with clang on the butcher table where Antonio was strapped, making him stir from his slumber. By the looks of it, he was already starting to gain consciousness. “Caleb, did you regret killing Mr. Lockhart?” I asked. “I did,” He nodded somberly. “Lies,” I sang in a falsetto voice. He grunted. I grinned at him even if he can't see it. “Now, if both you ready, I want to start now. I still have homework that needs to be finished at home.”