Raze Hell Novels & Stories

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.

It was as if the world had turned its back on me, leaving me to face this fiery inferno alone. Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to the sky above. The moon, usually serene and comforting, was slowly breaking apart, piece by piece. My heart sank further at the sight, a chilling premonition of impending doom. Something was terribly wrong, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of impending danger. As if on cue, the ground beneath me trembled violently. I stumbled, struggling to maintain my balance amidst the chaos. It was then that I noticed them—two figures engaged in a fierce battle not far from where I stood. Rurac and Azrael.

And Zane had no idea who he was really up against. Later, Zane was in his study, pouring over ancient texts on hellhounds, trying to piece together any information that might help him track them. The hellhounds were creatures of the underworld, summoned only by a powerful ritual, one that required blood—specifically, the blood of the intended target. Someone close to Cana had set this in motion, someone who had betrayed them

“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.

And if anyone below was foolish enough to fire back with their weapons, the Raze team fired back with impunity. Freya wove between buildings and fired straight into them as she flew past. Her beams cut through the outer armor plating easily and cut into the equipment and floors and people inside, at least by a half dozen meters. She then swung around and up, which literally sliced off an entire corner section of a building, which slid off and fell onto an open space beside it. The large chunk smashed into the ground and warped from the impact. Pieces of its armor plating was wrenched off and thrown in multiple directions.

Raze was so enraged that his hianfist clenched greatly and his body trembled. "Leave it!" He seethed at Bryan and Vasperia who only a footway from the door, dropped to the ground from the impact of Raze's voice that shook the entire mansion. She's dead and there's nothing anybody would do to resurrect her. She retraced her step back to the table and saw an art flashing before her. She was supposed to he trembling with such eyes but she got lost in them, wondering how his eyes from being emerald to glint of bright Crimson,

he asked, casting an uneasy glance over the seedy storefronts and dark alleyways that lined the street. “Yeah, this is good. Heaven and Hell is only a few blocks from here. I was thinking I should probably drop by there again tomorrow, just to see if Sapphire has recently tried to contact anyone she met there. If I’m lucky, maybe I’ll even get a chance to talk to Maggie again.” Razl cut her a dark look. “I thought you said the place was a hellhole?”

Raze added with a smirk, and I stared up in confusion, struggling with the buttons of the fur. “Sorry?” “You’ve done the worst things out of anyone in this bunker…so far. I appreciate six months underground is a long time, maybe someone will overtake your headcount.” I remained dumb. Completely staggered. Raze seemed very pleased with himself. “See you soon Mireille,” letting himself out of the door, before locking it and vanishing with a spring in his step.

He and Ruby had been sneaking around even before she joined the company. The only reason he framed me was not only because it would make Ruby a full-time staff member, but also because it would allow him to leave me and take all of our assets. He was killing two birds with one stone… However, he was not the only one who could play that game! This time, I would send them into the burning fires of Hell myself! Boom! There was a deafening explosion, and smoke and dust immediately filled the air. Then came a chain of explosions.

“Ruin. Listen to me. You might be the best but he’s no longer going to be there tonight.” I frown, slightly shocked but I mask it. This doesn’t make sense. We agreed on that location because it’s his niece’s birthday. I glance up at Havok. That’s why the plan has changed. For him to change that… “Raze has a new plan. You’re going in.” In? “He knows me,” I remind him harshly. He nods slowly. “Yeah, so use it.” My heart thuds but I refuse to let those emotions show. “He knows who I am, he killed Ghost.”