Raise Hell Dorothy Novels & Stories

He is playing item song and I am dancing in front of him. As my healing period is over and now he will again use me. I am dancing in front of him wearing a thong and a bra. I am arousing his inner desire like a slut. If I refuse him then he will beat me again. He will torture me with the most cruellest way. I have already lost my virtue and self-respect so his humiliation is nothing for me now. I don't want to earn his beating now.

I was a pole dancer who saw men everyday but had never felt the way I was feeling right now for anyone. Those olive green eyes twinkled darkly unblinking which made me nervous. "Um... I will just go now," I said slowly, laughing nervously and slowly got off the bed. Just as I took hurried steps towards the door, he appeared right in front of me. I squeaked in fright and wanted to remove my gun but I wasn't wearing my jacket anymore. I remembered that I fell unconscious because of the gore I saw but I didn't expect myself to wake up in a luxurious bright room in front of a Greek god.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

Thick, she raised her head up and watched the hot sun's rays sneak through the holes in the quilts of herbs and branches, illuminating the hole that contained them. She furrowed her eyebrows, not understanding what was happening around her, and closed her eyes, trying to urge herself to understand what was happening with her or to remember why she was here. And when she came back empty, she was terrified and afraid, rising from her shrine, and she was lost around her. She was trying to get out of the hole by climbing up that wall of weeds, but no sooner had she caught a tender branch than he let her down, placing her on the ground.

I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror. Despite my situation, I couldn't help but feel how unfair this was. "I didn't-" I began to plead. "Ssh, Ssh," He interrupted me, pressing the metal into my skin only enough to begin breaking the surface. He twisted a hand through my hair and moved the knife over my neck promisingly. "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 whispered and kept the heaviness flow out of me in the form of my tears. I don't deserve them. I don't...!! ******* Hlw hlw....!! Hope you all are fine and doing great. Thank you so much to all of you who did review In His Hell. I was really very happy to see that...🙏❤ Again plzz do share your thoughts about the cahppy. And plzz do share your reviews for In His Hell On GoodNovel with stars in the Intro part of the book. Next update will be tomorrow.

"No, she had gone to my usual spot for seclusion in the mountains. I'm sure she was there to kill me. I should have known it was the Cahills behind all the various incidents tormenting us Sylvesters recently." Noah replied, "I have men within Maltford. I'll send them over to help you—" "There's no need." Dorothy interrupted Noah and continued, "You know the Cahills well. They would never stop until their target is dead." "Spreading your forces thin to help me might disrupt your plans. You don't have to worry about me, just worry about Belle!" "Will you be okay?" Noah was worried. Dorothy replied, "I won't make it easy for them. Besides, I might just be able to take one down with me."

"Good, good! As expected of Walter's child! You have both the brains and the courage. Indeed, I am getting old and useless, so much so that you'd talk back to me." She was laughing, but everyone could sense the endless bone-piercing coldness in her voice. Dorothy had just finished speaking when she suddenly turned around. Her eyes gleamed as she glared at Austin. "If you can open your wounds to beg for mercy from me, why can't I send you off to the afterlife right here and now?" Austin widened his eyes. At that moment, as he faced Dorothy, he suddenly felt as if she had seen through him. He thought, "Did she recite the prayers on purpose because she guessed that I would open my wounds? What

Infact resisting the tempting man should be a piece of cake, Dorothy was no damsel in distress neither does she swoon or at least that was what she thought until she got saddled with her sexy but yet cold as ice partner. Although the chemistry between the two is something that's quite undeniable and besides they do need to play the role not to blow their cover. Dorothea's P.O.V. There has to be another way right? Or rather another man for the job! But screw it, the deed was done and now I had to dance to the music. My heels clicked against the pavement of the dark alleyway as I walked through it brickly, it was creepy, and I would have felt more comfortable walking down it with my gun but th

Dorothy’s POV: She stepped into the underground chamber beneath the tree roots, covered in blood. The wild wolves had actually managed to cut her deeply. They were precise in their attacks, meaning they were not amateurs. The real Dorothy screamed in shock when she saw her. “What happened to you?” “Living as you is a nightmare.” She groaned breathlessly, then grabbed her by the neck and slammed her against the center table. “You see that shit you just pulled? Try it again, and I’ll rip out your limbs and chain you by your neck to the walls.”