Song Going Through Hell Novels & Stories

“I’m still—please—” Dirt spilled across her cheek, into her mouth. She spat and gagged, head turning uselessly against the shoulder of a corpse that did not care. Darkness closed in. The world narrowed to pressure and stench and the awful knowledge of being held by things that would never release her. She screamed again. This time, it was not a word. Just sound. Her throat burned. Her lungs screamed louder than she did, desperate for air, for space, for the smallest mercy of movement.

Resting my head on the table, I clear mind listening to the song. ♪Bye bye happiness♪ ♪Hello loneliness♪ ♪I think I'm-a gonna cry-ya♪ ♪Bye bye love♪ ♪Bye bye sweet caress♪ ♪Hello emptiness♪ ♪I feel like I could die♪ ♪Bye bye my love goodbye♪ ♪There goes my baby with-a someone♪ new ... "Hey." I take off my shoe hauling it his way. The blond guy jumps back the shoe missing him by a inch. "Change the song." I growl looking pissed off.

But, I was pretty sure I heard someone singing. Wait, a ghost? They said there are a lot of ghosts roaming around the hospitals. Is there a ghost who could sing? Wait, I think I remembered the lyrics. It was a Mayday Parade song. I browsed for my phone and started listening to the song until I found the specific lyrics I heard. I could never imagine we'd end up this way After all that we went through now, I'm fighting through the pain It's like this heart that's been broken so close to screaming

The next song is a welcome relief, though also highly ironic, considering our return to Clifton Heights. AC/DC’s “Highway to Hell.” But I let it play on. Because honestly? Compared to what we’re leaving behind in Tahawus, I’ll take the hell I know any day of the week. Because suddenly it doesn’t seem so bad at all. THE END

Immediately I took it, I heard a song of Billie Eilish. All the good girls go to hell. I threw my phone away and ran up the stairs.

At that moment, the very familiar song thirty seven Stitches by Drowning Pool blared through the apartment and I froze in place at the words I knew by heart: “See me sitting here? I'm waiting for you to say something. I kick rocks with my head down. I'm kicking stones on the way down to hell, waiting for you to say something...” I took a jerky breath, tied the laces on my boots and scrambled to my feet. And the moment he started the chorus mine and Ollie's eyes met. They were absorbed under the weight of those words that resonated through the apartment... and maybe even my soul. "I know you're the one. My personal taste of heaven. And you know I'm the only one. Your bitter taste of hell. You

He crouched to my level and grabbed my chin in a gentle hold. I didn't push him away when he moved closer to me and swiped his tongue over the cuts he had inflicted on my lips earlier. "I've wanted to do that for so long; too long." "Taste a Thompson's blood." The poison that was always in his voice, for the first time was the only thing I could hear. "Go to sleep, Tiger." Was the last thing I heard before darkness consumed me whole.

She sat silently for a long while, unmoving, until the clock struck midnight. With the chime of the hour, she stood, calmly picking up the now-cold dishes from the table. Without hesitation, she dumped everything into the trash. It was then that a chilling voice, belonging to the King of the Underworld, echoed from above, carrying a cold, otherworldly air. “Celia Quinn, your seven days are up. Do you regret making this deal with me?” The grim, icy words seemed to fill every corner of the villa. As they faded, Celia let out a faint, bitter laugh. Her soft voice broke the silence.

“I am a God, Gideon. I don’t need to explain my demands to those that follow me. I also don’t need one of them defying my orders! This child is your rightful heir, not Kailani. Had I known he existed Otto would’ve never gotten the deal.” “Fuck you!” Like an inferno Philo’s spirit was reunited. Within seconds he engulfed our form in hellfire. The deeply protective nature of the wolf radiated more intensely than any magick being used to keep us in place. “Move before I kill you too!” He projected through me. The ooze and tendrils began to melt, letting out screeches like a dying animal.

Shit! Gabriel began playing a familiar tune but it wasn’t until he began singing that I recognised the song. A chill ran down my spine, his voice was deep and gritty and the chosen song stirred up some more emotions deep within me. The world was on fire and no one could save me but you It's strange what desire will make foolish people do I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you No, I don't wanna fall in love