Rika Helleaven Novels & Stories

In contrast, Ahil, was far at the end, dealing with discomfort and pain in her ankles, moved with a distinct limp, resembling a fragile creature navigating the terrain with resilience. Going missing over her presence beside him, Ahil paused, finding himself alone. His brows creased up, craning his head behind he tries to look for her only to find the poor girl struggling to walk forget about matching his footsteps. Inhaling deeply, he swiftly approached her and, without hesitation, lifted her in a bridal style, creating a momentary delay. Startled by the unexpected gesture, she closed her dark, deep eyes, feeling a blend of embarrassment and surprise. The intense perfume emanating from Hiya'

Persephone cried. She could hear another heavy breathing and the thumping of heart as quickly as her own. In the deep silence, right in front of her eyes, a radiant face revealed itself, first the elegant narrow jaw then the proud cheekbones and the pair of shimmering eyes as black as the river Styx. Silken strands of raven hair unraveled and flowed heavily over a set of slender shoulders. Hades finally appeared from the dark as she removed the Helm of Invisibility from her head. Persephone gasped at the sight of the goddess and she quickly backed herself away in fright.

{ Vynetta } I woke next to the cove, covered in dirt and sweat but so happy. I could feel the pulse of the Earth in my veins and I was always the most rested when I slept outside, feeding directly from the soul of the Earth itself. It was nearly night, I had fallen asleep for hours and I saw that there were blankets and a snack next to me, indicative of my mother having been over to check on me. I saw the signature golden hues of sunset peaking through the canopy above and sighed as I took in the beauty. Haven was the heart of the Earth. It was not only my home but it was a sacred place for our bloodline and now, also for the bloodline of the Moon Goddess. Leaving Haven was almost as diffi

“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

Arion looked hopeful as if I would agree. “Yeah, and we don’t hate you. How could we ever hate you?” Arrow looked confused. “Yeah, you are way too cute, and smart, and” Arion paused looking for the word. “Sexy,” Arrow said. His eyes darkened before turning back to the usual amber color. Was I in some sort of alternate universe? What was happening here? That’s it, I died. I died and this is my hell. The Hell twins like me, Darren betrayed me, yup. I’m dead and have gone to hell.

She'd been observing details about Hela since meeting her. She said she was a newlywed, but her hair was styled like an unmarried young woman. And when Aria was studying that deity idol just now, she'd learned some things. The woman's name was Hela Morrigan. Aria had found out about that because they would have to fill in their names during worship. Aria saw it, and she also saw the wish Hela had made to the deity idol. "I want them to never be reborn for all eternity, forever trapped in this place!"

I said with a snort. “Of course, you wouldn’t know about her. She is Helena; the Goddess of Hell. She is the almighty, the most powerful of all. Every life loses itself in her presence. She is none other than the Goddess of Hell.” Wang said with a glint of admiration in his eyes. “Once, I have performed this ritual, I will have the power to turn this world into a second hell and I will be the Lord of this Hell…” Then his laughter boomed in the hall, chilling me to the core.

said Helia in a voice that was almost taut and brittle. “You're down to your last few drops, Helia,” said the demon servant in a raspy and gloomy voice. The gloomy demon brought out gingerly a small bottle of a dark incarnadine mixture from Helia's old cupboard and carried it to its despondent mistress. The old witch opened the philter's gilded bottle that had two golden serpents twisted up to the mouth and poured a drop of the elixir upon a small silver spoon. She hastily swallowed the homogeneous mixture from the scoop and placed the small bottle of philter on the table. The witch cried and shrilled as she had felt the burning liquid passing through her throat and her body trembled. The de

“This is going to be fucking insane,” I whisper to my parents. We’re seated in the massive amphitheater where the gods convene and the archangels train. It’s my first time here, mostly because… well, this is Valhalla. And right now, it’s packed. We’re surrounded by healers from every supernatural race we’re allied with—fairies, elves, pixies, brownies, selkies, shifters, shamans, witches, you name it. Throw in a few dozen demi-gods and godlings, and you’ve got a veritable fuck-ton of healing power in one place.

Gory said staring at Helen's retreating figure. "What happened to the other one,what's her name again?" Oliver asked. "Rachel?" Leo asked. "Yes,don't tell me you frustrated her out of here." Oliver said. Leo shook his head as he chuckled. "I'm not so heartless Oliver. Rachel was a college student when she came here. She's gone back to school." he explained. "So Helen here is her replacement?" Gory asked. "Yeah,she'll be leaving soon." he said and Helen returned with a tray of wine and two glasses.