Novel & Cerita Raze Hell

Apparently the Gods are cruel enough to give me one monster and then send me directly into the arms of another. His dark brows pull together. “Maeve?” I step back, but way too fast. My shoulder hits the wall. There is no one else in the hallway. No Seyla. No Luca. No Lyra. No one. Just Callan Ravaryn. The son of the man who murdered my parents. The son of the reason my life ended five years ago. My breath comes faster now and my visions darkens.

Aisha POV: “Aaaa…… cchhuuuu..” “Aaaaahh… Chuuuuuuuu”“Aaaaahhhhhh……… Chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” “O.. O sweet Mary Jesus …… OH LORD…” I sneezed hard making all plasma fluid to flow down my nose and stared wiping it with several tissues, Yes! I caught a cold and that to because of that monster Ravan, he pushed me of that bridge that to into a fucking cold water river, he seriously has some issues I mean to wipe hand mark’s of those bastards who tried to molest me Ravan made me jump Into a river, he could have simple asked to take a bath, Right? but Nooo... he want to try something new like jumping of a Fucking bridge in middle of Fucking night into a Fucking freezing flowing river ALSO…. he didn’

This damn building… this damn apartment… Shawn pulled the car in front of the ‘crime scene’, Danielle’s house. The moment he set foot out of that infernal place; Shawn promised himself never to return again, not even for a simple visit. Danielle tried to play him and she almost had her way. He had an idea of how malicious, how vengeful she was, but by sending the photos to his wife, Danielle pushed this sick game to another level. This madness had to stop and she had to pay for all she had done to Belle and to him.

Brightness. It was all that I saw towards the end. Zeus and Lucifer were about to attack each other for the last time, the final strike, the last clash, the moment that would destroy the portals between Heaven and Hell and leave all the souls in one single realm. The second that they began to move towards each other, I let my consciousness return back to my body and my eyes shot wide open. Brightness. It felt like it lasted forever, but it slowly vanished to reveal a blue sky above, not a single cloud in sight. It was silent now, the war was over.

Maura gasped with the idea. "Open a portal huge enough to raise Tartarus," continued Lowan. "He plans to raise hell," I concluded.

The emergence of the hell army caused the heavens to attain a black canvas with thunder and lightning flashing inside them, strong winds capable of causing gigantic sandstorms picked up as the two colliding forces drew closer to one another, their footsteps shaking the whole country of Egypt and the African continent. The leaders stood a few meters away from each other, Rogue glared at the Archangels with hate in his eyes but didn't do anything, not yet anyway. “Bring my daughter back!” He growled looking at Michael with a snarl. “Did you bring the girl as I asked you to bring?” “Look, I don't care what you want, you aren't getting Shizuki muchless the book. And before you regret it, bring b

I only hoped God was watching, but he had been blind for centuries. “Do you want to?” Raziel said, I started a little not having seen him come to stand next to me. I raised an eyebrow. “You had a bond with him, with Verity. It seems fitting you send him off when we are done.” Unable to speak, my throat thick with emotion, I nodded at him. His somber features so much like his fallen fathers. I stepped back, allowing them to say their goodbyes. One by one each Nephilim, including Castor, removed a feather from their wing and as they filed by placed it on the pyre. All different colors were scattered over his body in a beautiful rainbow, deep purples and blue to bright yellows and oranges adorn

Zira “We are getting old, plus I threw you out of my house because you had a problem with me kissing my wife in my house,” Heath argues. Zira was daddy’s little girl, but as much as she was her father’s child, she was one to challenge him more. “We understand mom’s health comes first,” Beacon says. The more mature one, Zira, took a lot from me, from impulsiveness to decisiveness. “Ugh…. Fine, we will go without you,” Zira says. Maybe this will make them have their own tales. They will find their destinies on their own cruise to hell.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

“Good. Now let’s go kick some ass.” With a shake of his head, Caleb jumps down from the wall, and we make our way toward the tree. To my relief, no one pays us any attention as we stroll through the bustling Inner City. In the short time I’ve been here, I’ve learned that this is the main gathering point in Hell. Hell itself is split into several different realms, and the closer you get to the Fire Realm, the lower your chances of survival—few people who go there ever come back. It’s where Rizor and his pack guard the gates.