Rika Helleaven Novels & Stories

Brimstone and roses scented the air behind her. Hailey froze. Her sword stuttered. Ryan growled. Jaden stood in front of Turtela. I just stared. Because I knew her. I had no idea how. But I did. She smiled. "Peace, little wolves. I come with no war." Hailey's voice was icy. "Who are you?" The woman leaned over. "Lilith. Mother of Hell. I seek my daughter." A stunned moment of silence. "Your daughter?" Hailey repeated.

Time passed, slowly at first, one hour, then two, and with it came hunger and thirst and the air growing thinner, all of it bearing down on their already frayed nerves until the hallucinations started. Dad suddenly shot his arm out and pointed into the dark, his voice cracking with terror. "Stay back! Stay back!" What he saw wasn't an empty room. It was me, dozens of me, drenched in blood, reduced to skin and bones, rust water still dripping from my chin. I crawled out of the walls and fell from the ceiling and surrounded them from every side. Mom saw them too. She reached out into the air with both hands, tears and snot running down her face.

"Close your eyes and think of Deliah. I need to pick up your thoughts. I close my eyes drawing my power in, the first thing I feel is Beven's intense love for her, and I immediately link him in, then I sense Davin's protectiveness of her. I smile as I pull him in; he always was the overprotective one. I hope this will help him walk away from Hell. I draw them in as we begin to walk through the fluffy clouds. Bevin asks me. "What is this place?" I answer, "This is the realm of the gods."

prideful to Celeste, while he simply placed his right fist to his heart. This guy must be some big deal if he didn’t have to bow. “Who is he? Better yet who are all these people?” I asked Helia who was watching like she already seen this before. “That man is named Arc. These are the men in the army he leads. The woman on the throne is the creator. She is the first vampire and ruler of Nexus. The older woman is a crone of this time named Hildegarde. And the little, scared looking girl is me.” My head jerked up quickly. Her statement just shocked some life into me. Slowly I moved myself into a sitting position.

"I saw everything. Everything." "Do not work yourself out. What is it all about?" "A calm prelude before the tempest," she said, having a solemn expression staring ahead in the horizon passed the faces of all the inhabitants of Mars who regarded her in concern. She wasn't seeing them but the beast living in that very moment who will possibly cause the earth to be no more. That Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the red dragon in Rahu. The one in whom an Aryan princess shall face in the near future...

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

Even if he makes a mistake in a future, we will make him walk on the correct path. My little Princess Anahita (Anahita meaning water), she is very precious to me. She is an exact replica of her mother. With her big doe eyes, she wrapped me around her little fingers. My angel always gets jealous of my princess because angel thinks that I love Anahita more than her. Yes, I love her more than anything in the world because she is very innocent, just like her mother. I will always protect my princess from those evils in the world. We started our journey From Hell to Heaven.

Isabelle and Philip worked from the rooftop, while Jerry and Aria made their way inside. The first room was empty. The second, too. But in the third— Helena. She stood before a server wall, her silver hair pinned up, fingers flying across a virtual screen. She turned slowly as Aria stepped forward. “I was expecting him,” Helena said, her voice like cold water. “But you’re more interesting.” Aria kept her stance firm. “You built Hekate.” “I gave it life. Creed gave it purpose.” Jerry leveled his voice. “What purpose? Control?”

My eyes widen at what he is saying. “Gaia. Is his daughter. The Goddess of Hell, The Devil. The Harbinger of Death. When I said she has gone to Hell, I truly mean the underworld. She is the owner of this club and several others like it. Gaia is a Goddess and you think she is embarrassed. No! she is far from it.” I open and close my mouth with what Calista is telling us. When I hear a growl behind us. I shiver under it’s weight as I turn and see him. The God Fenrir.

The walls of the room shattered around me, flying towards the opposite direction. “Who the hell are you?” I snarled, terrified of the voice in my head. “I am Hela Morrígan! Goddess of death and rebirth. Your life was used to fulfill a prophecy, and we were reborn to bring about the great Armageddon,” she replied coldly, and goosebumps erupted across my skin. “I am a part of you as much as you are a part of me. Born from tears and fury, your willing heart would end the world so it would return healed of the differences that hunt your love.” She added.