Seven Rings Of Hell Novels & Stories

His strikes were strong but wild, emotion bleeding through every motion. “You cannot win,” I said as I caught his wrist and wrenched it aside. “This ends now.” He laughed—a broken sound. “Not yet.” With a violent motion, he ripped away his white monk’s robe. My breath caught. Ten mana rings gleamed on his fingers, ancient bands humming with volatile power, each one flaring erratically as if struggling to contain what surged through it. But my eyes were drawn not to his hands—rather to his arms. Encircling his left and right forearms were two massive rings, thicker than any I had ever seen. Their inscriptions were inverted, carved backward into the metal itself. Reverse rings.

Aubrey said confidently. “This girl,” Grandma said as she pulled the chair. “I swear you will be the end of everyone if it happens that the ring had landed into the wrong hands.” Aubrey glared at her grandmother, “Which wrong hands' grandma? According to moon goddess rules, that ring can only be owned by three people, the chosen ones and that is us; I and Angelo, you or any other person from Diana's hunters generation. We are the only exciting members of Diana's hunters generation and here, Angelo is the chosen one. So what I mean if the ring is among the three of us, it can't get lost.”

And the world dissolved. Not into darkness—into red. A crimson filter bled across everything Damian saw, thick and pulsing like a heartbeat that wouldn't stop. The study vanished. The fire vanished. Nathan and Rowan and everything familiar—gone. He was somewhere else. Somewhere wrong. People hung upside down from the ceiling. Rows of them. Dozens. Their faces swollen with blood, their eyes glassy with pain that had gone beyond suffering into something else—something beyond. Chains bit into their ankles. Their arms dangled uselessly below them, fingers twitching with the last remnants of nerve impulses.

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

Seven chairs was placed around a glass globe representing the seven Elders of the coven but only six chairs were occupied “By moon unbroken and flame untamed, We gather beneath the ancient names. Let silence bow and shadows rise, As truth awakens and power replies. Circle sealed, the hour calls, open now these sacred halls.” They all chanted as they held up their hands and the glass globe began to glow.

He also said that in his next life, he would be my mother's son again, and he would love me properly then. I stood in front of my mother's grave, clutching the letter as I looked at the fresh headstone not far from hers. In the photo on the headstone, Giuliano looked as clean and young as he'd been back then. On his grave sat the engagement ring with the pink diamond. When the wind blew, it made a faint, brittle sound. I crouched down and said softly, "I don't hate you anymore." But I knew I would never be able to forgive him.

Then he jumped and yelled and pointed at Xiao Chen angrily, "I told you that we can't come here! See what you got us into! Fine, that silly girl didn't listen to me. But even you didn't! Listen to me!" Xiao Chen could not be bothered with him. He focused himself and looked around alarmedly. Indeed, this place gave him a strange vibe. Zhiluan was still nagging, "It's over! There are ten temples in Hell, there are Black and White Generals, and there are Yin and Yang Judge. Also, not to mention the scariest Nether Emperor. We're doomed; we're so going to die..."

Five different poisons coiled around him like a black chain of order, imparting those spirits in hell with the seven deadly sins. A true immortal who approaches that area would fall into ruin in that split second. Their six senses would be weakened, and the five poisons would enter their body. The seven sins would befall them, along with a slew of other disasters. Eventually, the true immortal would drown in everything and become one of the evil Rakshasas.

This was known as the holy war. The seven children played a great part in bringing despair to not only mankind but the heavens. From heaven's greatest angel they fell to the position of the seven princes of hell. However, with their power combined they still could not kill a god. After their defeat, Freya was eternally sealed to a holy cube. Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her.

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.