Novel & Cerita Say Anything Walk Through Hell

“Fine, if I say I believe it, then tell me what you think you smell then.” “Right now. You are sweating and the smell of rot and death. Mould and wet earth. Let me tell you. This isn’t a walk in the park for me. It never is. I spend half my life wanting to toss my proverbial cookies. So, if I’m a bitch to you, it’s not you so much as I’m trying not to hurl.” “Fair enough, can you make an educated guess of what we are walking in?” “Well, I’d hazard a guess. I’d say they are summoning either demons or fae.”

I threw myself in front of them, arms spread wide, blocking the path. "Don't go. Please. Just leave me some dignity. Don't look at me like that! Don't look at what's down there!" That was my body down there, the most wretched, humiliated, broken version of me imaginable. I didn't want to become cocktail conversation, and I didn't want them crowding around my corpse and picking apart every detail. None of it mattered. They walked right through me, laughing and chatting, heading toward the back of the garden where a cluster of decorative rocks sat behind a low wall. Tucked behind them was an entrance, camouflaged so well that anyone could walk right past it without a second glance.

Without any command, twelve men in black cloaks began to surround the pentacle, chanting the same words, the Mistress is speaking. In no time, the ground shook as though it's breaking into half followed by the sweltering air which came from the forming fissures, tracing the pentacle sign wherein Tomoya and Takumi are in. Astoundingly, Tomoya did not panic. He only watched the ground around him crack and fall down to small pieces underneath him to which humans identify as hell. Piercing cries reverberated, bringing the entire locus, counting the air and any life forms to shake; indicating the arrival of a formidable yet ghastly being.

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'

Sweat dripped from Tyler's forehead as he quickened his pace. The deserted street seemed to stretch on forever. "Thompson!" Luke's voice sent a shiver down Tyler's spine. Scared of what he might do if he caught him, Tyler broken into a sprint immediately. "Help!" He screamed, his backpack bouncing against his shoulders. His voice echoed off buildings but no one responded. Tyler's breath caught in his throat when Luke's laughter closed in and rough hands pushed him to the ground.

He didn't want to Chris to know that he was hearing all his thoughts so he wouldn't stop thinking in his mind. But then there's no human on earth who doesn't think all the time weather for good or evil. “ Hush now... You speak to me with respect because you're now in my home...H.E.L.L ” Lucifer said making sure that he enuciated the word HELL for him to hear it loud and clear. “ Hell ? What do you mean.... ” “ Bring me the sinners ” Lucifer said cutting him off and Chris looked around to see if anyone else was there with them.

Even the air is suffocating I am drowning and there is no one to save me. I just want someone to come to break this silence and make this darkness disappear. I want someone to rescue me from this hell....... '𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂

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You want me to lie here You say 'Its okay' When I wanna rip all the doors off this place Set it on fire and just walk away So I can feel anything else but this weight Cause I let you in, when I needed space And you crossed the line when I pushed you away How could you? How could you

“You can bring yourself to me. Or I can call you to me. And I will call for you, Isadora. I am deeply disappointed our time together was cut short.” “Go to hell,” I said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant. How does someone call me back to them when I’m not really gone? Cornelius took his seat next to the fire. “I’m already in hell,” he said. “But with the help of our pups, I won’t be there forever.”