Surrender Hell Novels & Stories

Zella nodded and said, “If you give up, the Deputy Leader of the Extraterrestrial Demons and the Grand Patriarch of the Doom Race, who are managing things in the dark, will live. Following your surrender, Zaden will end up controlling Endlos in the future. Meanwhile, the Deputy Leader of the Extraterrestrial Demons will return to the Dark World. Endlos will have temporary peace. “The timing isn’t right because your ability hasn’t reached its peak. Surrendering means choosing to live on. After giving up, you can go into hiding and cultivate. Once your cultivation base reaches its peak, everything will come easy to you. “Also…” Zella continued, “Even after giving up, you still need to fulfill

She yelled, "To you King Nicolas, I surrender my swords, my life and my loyalty. I am yours command in life and until death." I'm so sorry for the super late chappie but yes...the war has begun. Its going to be action packed from here on out so stay tuned for more fun stuff. Grab your popcorn and whatnot and maybe some tissues while you're at it. Don't forget to: ❤Vote ❤Comment ❤Share Love, Pearl🌸

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

"You're not broken. You're the strongest person I know. But baby, you can't save everyone if you don't save yourself first." The last thing I see before ambulance lights flood the ballroom is his face—terrified, proud, devastated, in awe. All of it at once. And I think: This is what love looks like when survival costs everything. The heart that wouldn't surrender. Even when surrender might be the only way to survive.

—a deep, suffocating gold that felt like it was suffocating the very sun. "**GREETINGS, SURVIVORS,**" the box chimed. "**TO CONTINUE YOUR CURRENT 'EXISTENCE' BEYOND THE TRIAL PERIOD, PLEASE SUBMIT THE REQUIRED 'SOUL-TAX' WITHIN THE NEXT HOUR.**" I looked at Silas, and then at the terrified people. The war hadn't ended. The Syndicate had just shifted the "Monetization Model."

Episode 1 "Over my dead body!" Valentine yelled above the loud music coming from the spacious living room. As she stomped on the helpless stairs heavily, her long nightwear seemed to beg for mercy as well as it swept the bare floor. Tony was seated in his favorite rollercoaster chair as he played his life game. "Not again! What's it this time!" He yelled naughtily. "Will you turn off that trash right now!" Valentine yelled back at the teenager, her eyes were blazing with fury.

“Dear passengers, the flight from London to New York THGD08 will be delayed by 10 hours due to unforeseen weather conditions. We apologise for the inconvenience. Have a good night,” the robotic voice announced from the speakers for the 3rd time. I stand at the exit, looking at the pouring rain which will soon be preceded by a thunderstorm. “Have a good night,” the voice says for the 4th time. How am I supposed to have a good night when I have nowhere to go? I don’t have enough money to be able to pay for London’s expensive hotels. And I certainly don’t want to spend my night shivering in the airport lobby.

Every breath feels like a countdown as I try to distract myself with my thoughts. Moments later, I begin to hear voices and I steady myself. The door opens, and I hear people walk into the room as the door closes again. Silence. The room is quiet again, and I can feel eyes on my naked, willing body. I wonder whether my husband is still there with me. "Are you willing to surrender?" A female voice asks. I nod, "Yeah... please, Fuck me." --Two hours earlier-- "You have no idea how long I've planned this for you.” My husband says, winking at me.

“We’re taking you. Quietly. And you’re going to spend the rest of your life rotting in a place no one’s heard of. You wanted to control the world. Now you won’t even control your meals.” Adrian moved behind Voss and snapped a pair of cuffs over his wrists. Christian Voss didn’t fight. He just looked at them both with something like disbelief. “You think you’ve won,” he said. Adrian leaned down, voice like a whisper of death. “No. We just buried the last ghost.” The team moved fast, dragging Voss into the extraction vehicle as alarms began to sound. The compound’s core was crumbling. Lights flashed red. Temperature rising. A last-gasp tantrum from a dying empire.

She looked up at me from my embrace and spoke in a feeble voice which was barely audible, “What?” “Surrender to me.” Volume 1 End