Seven Kings Of Hell Novels & Stories

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I teased. It was no kept secret that the Alpha king had a reputation for keeping exotic creatures. He also had a reputation for being cold. He had wiped out whole clans and packs within his rule, everyone was weary of him, he was a legend in itself, said to have descended from the Goddess herself. He was unstoppable, a story to tell children into scaring them straight. “You… Genesis I am… Have you never seen the king,” he fumbled, appearing almost shocked.

"And when it tilts, it falls in blood." The line fell silent. Lupercus exhaled. "Then we're past diplomacy." "I need the Six summoned with no delays. The remaining Kings, Nivahr, Elric, Kael, Riven, Eshar, and Mareth. Pull them from whatever dens or courts they're sulking in. Tell them the old treaties are stirring." Lupercus's voice dropped an octave. "The last time all seven Lycan Kings convened was during the Sable Rebellion. Are you certain-?"

"Its just another Heaven and Hell treaty. Nothing new that you need to worry about. Besides. Your father is terrible at bargaining especially when he can't use you as collateral." "Wait he's trying to marry me off again? Does hell not have a suitable bride." His words sarcastic and mocking. With a laugh Matt spoke. "No. Infact the king of Hell doesn't have any children. He's too young to want any let alone marry. I heard he doesn't take female company anyways." He shrugged.

It was the gate of hell. I was nervous, not sure how will I make it to the Hellbound sword from the hell Prince. Felix took my hand in his as he said in his soft voice-" As long as I am alive, nothing can hurt you" I wish I could feel the calmness he wanted me to have. I wish these words were said by Priam. But I had to take control of my feelings and focus on what I am here for. "Let's go..." I said as we walked in. Just a few steps after we saw the hellfire had been moulded the floor from where we can see the seven-floor. each one denotes one gate of the 7 princes of hell. We need to reach King Lucifer.

From the rain that is mixing with the dirt on the muddy floor, I can clearly smell the blood that is washing down the surface. "There was a slaughter here not so long ago." "They must have come here when they left they left us and taken those of the army out that was tracking them," Azron agrees as we start to close the gap and walk even closer towards each other. So with Mirabelle close to me, I lean in and whisper in her ear, "My beloved, these are the Kings of Hell that you asked me about. They are a deadly cross between a Demon and the monsters that your worst nightmares are made of."

Every single entity produced by the 7th Heaven was a maniac, and the Heavenly Demon Kim Min was one of these maniacs. The 6th Heaven was unlike the 7th Heaven. It was a land of opportunity and adventure and was by far, one of the most amazing places to go to if you wanted to discover yourself. It boasted of many great legends and superb techniques and had many adventurers. It was called the land of the Eastern Dragon because of those who ruled over it; for it was a land governed by the Eastern Archipelago – a group of gods led by the Celestial Jade Emperor. It was filled with treasures and many eater eggs that the Eastern Archipelago had spread across the land to foster growth for its people

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

“And that he was the Don.” I then look at Dante, meeting his eyes directly. “Just like you are… right?” I ask quietly. He exhales slowly through his nose, not irritated, just acknowledging the question. “Yes,” he answers plainly. “I am the Don, and Head of the Valencia family… and the Benedettis are our biggest enemy…”

I had never seen him like this. Not even beneath the mountain. Not even when the smiling creature emerged. "Renn." The old man didn't answer. "Renn!" Finally he looked at me. The fear in his eyes made my blood run cold. "The Thirteen Kings." Lightning flashed again. The Grave Legions continued marching. Relentless. Endless. "What are the Thirteen Kings?" Renn laughed. A broken sound. The laugh of a man discovering things could always become worse. "They ruled before history."