Raze Hell Novels & Stories

"That b*tch messed with the wrong wife!" An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. Hell hath no fury than... A Woman Scorned!

Book- I 18+ Mentions of Graphic sexual content. Read at your own risk. Celestine, a naive and young orphan girl from a village. In the name of family, she had only her 7 year old dying sister. To save her, she did everything along with begging for money from wherever she could but no one helped her. Being disappointed and desperate to save her sister, she got trapped and sold her body to a brothel not knowing the consequences. Brothel was the hell where you can go by your own choice but can never come back. Damien Romano, the cruelest and richest Billionaire of Italy got obsessed with her body after having her. His obsession made him drag her away from the brothel to take her to his personal hell where he could torture her with pleasure. Celestine, who had never got the taste of happiness from the day she was born, will she ever be able to escape from her personal hell and from the clutches of the monster that resided deep inside Damien.

“There is no way in hell you are going to convince me that it was not what it looked like!” I shout … I’ve spent the past four years living a lie. “Where the hell are you going dressed like that?” Eli growls, and I see the jealousy burn in his eyes. “Out!” I glare at him. A couple of weeks later, my entire life is turned upside down when I meet Silas and find out that my one-night stand with him will change my life forever. Will Silas love me the way I’ve always wanted to be loved? Or will secrets destroy my life?

" let get married" I told him and he pushed my hands away and shifted back. " you don't know what you are saying, I'm not interested in your deal" he said and attempted to walk away. and this I think I have to switch to my crazy mode. " take one step again I will make life a living hell for you! I told you to marry me but you're refusing my offer, if you don't marry me I will make sure the torture you're getting worsened day after day and I will also press more charges against you... dare me Aryan!" she thudered gritting her teeth.. what?" I said in surprised gosh, what the hell have I gotten myself into, why did hell is she forcing me to get married to her ? why can't she just gets married to a business man like her in order to save her reputation and company? why is this aroggant CEO picking on me? dare me Aryan!!" she threatened.

“BE my fiancée.” “I will never allow Raymond to stand as a father to my daughter,” Ava declares bitterly, her pain and resentment still raw. Hell No

WE'RE BACK! Yes, your favorite cousins are back at it again, but this time it ain't about me. So, buckle up and grab your wine glasses, because it's gonna be crazy! Mina’s POV: Wait a damn minute. Am I in hell? Because if I am, I need to speak to HR. I didn't even get a chance to plead my case, give a reference or something. I'm about to start freaking out because, I'm not a “go to hell” and mean it type of person. I can't do heat for five minutes let alone an eternity. I feel like giving my life to save a baby and a man should have gotten me at least joint visitation six months in heaven and six months in hell. “Mina, are you awake?” I heard the voice quietly say next to my ear. I tried opening my eyes, but it felt like I had sand in them. I decided to try speaking, but only let out something that sounded like a sick animal. "Wait right there let me get you some water.” I heard a voice whisper again. Who the hell is that? I have heard that voice before but couldn't figure out who the hell it was. “! We need to move; they've found us.” The voice came again. Wait, what? Who the hell are they? I tried opening my eyes again, this time I managed to get them open enough to see the figure picking me up bridal style. Then the stranger turned his head to look directly in my eyes and I knew instantly who it was. “Blaze? You gotta be shitting me.” I said, obviously shocked. “Hey, can we join the party? I hope you are serving food because we are famished.” I heard a man say.

Being Alpha Ace Cassilas' mate was hell for Victoria. As if it weren't enough to keep Victoria as his prisoner and slave, Alpha Ace also betrays Victoria. The night Ace announces his engagement to another girl, Victoria runs away with Ace's twins in her womb. Jared Waltz, the Alpha of the South River Pack, rescued Victoria. He treated her so well that he made her his girlfriend. Victoria thought her hell was over. Until another fact is revealed: she is the descendant of Alpha King Salvatore, the cursed Alpha, and her twins are the target of hunters.

The battle between heaven and hell has mystified millions, debating if there truly is a god, and if there is, then the devil, ruler of hell must also be real. Summer Brooke is your regular girl. Just finishing university, looking forward to life ahead, she stumbles on a horrifying secret…..a secret that has been hidden from mortals for centuries. A golden dagger draped in illegible ancient rituals, makes its way into the mortal world. Summer Brooke has just made a unique discovery, but will it steal her of her soul? A debt must be paid. And it looks like summer's soul is on the devil’s list.

CONTENT WARNING: Violence, BDSM, Spanking Luella Morningstar, daughter of the one, the only Lucifer, left hell to find herself, to find out who she is rather than just living in her dad's shadow. Whilst working as Lucifer's little assassin topside, Luella encounters tall, dark and mysterious - vampire Sebastian. The problem? They're immediately attracted to each other. The bigger problem? They're hunting the same demon. Can they stop the immediate attraction between them from causing problems? The truthful answer - no. They get closer and closer - exploring Luella's world, their bodies, desires and worst fears - together. After all, Hell is built in violence and sex.

In Alabama’s rot-soaked bayous, Drucilla Drakes survives by three rules: silence, scars, and never letting Louise—her Bible-thumping captor—catch her hoping. But when a schoolyard ambush leaves her bleeding beneath a stranger’s leather jacket, invisibility becomes a death sentence. Enter Dragon Morales: New Orleans’ most notorious runaway, a cartel prince turned outlaw mechanic with grease-stained hands and a death wish. He doesn’t save people—he survives them. Yet in Dru’s lashed flesh and hellfire gaze, he sees his own shattered reflection. Their bond is gasoline and matches. Dragon’s father—Colombia’s cartel kingpin—hunts them relentlessly. Louise, armed with voodoo rites and the chaos-hungry loa Marinette, vows to break Dru. Their only allies? The Lou Nwa, a bayou biker gang trading in bullets and black magic, and Papa Legba, the crossroads spirit who offers Dru a lethal bargain: *“Her soul or yours.”* Fleeing through the Deep South’s cursed underbelly, they dodge cartel hitmen, haunted swamps, and safehouses reeking of betrayal. Dark magic seeps into old wounds; family secrets tighten like nooses. Dragon swears he’s too ruined to love. Dru knows she’s too shattered to trust. But in the bayou’s choking heat, desire is a grenade they can’t outrun. This isn’t a fairytale. It’s switchblade kisses and saintly curses—a collision of fire and ruin where protectors become predators. Dru doesn’t need saving; she needs an inferno. And Dragon? He’s got a lighter and nothing left to burn. Will they raze the South to ashes, or become the sacrifice the crossroads demands? One truth remains: in the bayou, even survival leaves scars. **Warning:** No princes here. Just bayou smoke, blood-soaked magic, and the kind of love that devours.