The Ultimate Punishment Novels & Stories

This God didn't even have any shame for tricking the human he created. "So?" Audelia decided to get on the matter, "Why did you summon me here?" "I want to apologize." Ultimia answered, "I am the one who caused your death in the past life and--" *BAM!!!* Audelia punched Ultimia hard on the stomach as he bent over with a 'Gufuh' groan and Audelia sent an uppercut to his jaw. Ultimia landed splendidly with his back yet in his groan of pain, there was lusty tone mixed in it.

I muttered as I turned to leave. Without another glance back, I walked out of the clinic. Leaving Blake in charge of bringing her to me, at the Darkest Dungeon. We call it the Darkest Dungeon, not because it's dark literally. But because the harshest torture happens there. Those that don't deserve an easy death... Depending on their offense, ends up there. Where I could drag out their pains for weeks, months and even years. The last person that visited the Darkest Dungeon spent a year and two months there, facing the ultimate torture by the pass of each day until I finally decided to end him.

My wife's student, Talon Palmer, hired someone to stab me, leaving me critically injured. In six years as an attorney, my wife Audrey Taylor had never lost a case. Yet she stayed up all night compiling nearly a hundred pages of trial materials, all to prove Talon innocent. I stood in the doorway for six straight hours, torturing myself as I watched her work. Finally, I asked hoarsely, "Why?" She didn't even look up. "You accused Talon of being the other man. All he did was ask that thug to pretend to be his brother and scare you. Everything that happened afterward was the thug's own doing. It had nothing to do with Talon." I shook my head in disbelief. Hysterical, I rushed forward and tr

"I serve Smith, and you all know that I am a loyal dog." "And none of the Smiths are still alive," General Zod snapped at her. "What about him?" The processor said, her gaze now resting on me. "Did you think I didn't know that he was the last of the Smiths? I know you precluded his soul on its way back to the real world. Or did you think I didn't know about how you were torturing him just to find out the location of the soul nectar? " The processor seethed, and I could hear the rage in his voice. She was now taking threatening steps towards General Zod and his people.

Alexander’s cold demeanor changed to warm and he was the best father to Arielle and Kyle and the best husband to Katherine and they all lived happily ever after. The End

“Speak quickly, I don't have much time!” Before Salsa could snap at Marsha even more, Marsha gave him a sharp and deadly look. This time he too was silent and still, like a puppy in the presence of a wolf. Her body looked so small, while at the same time it seemed to be shaking. Salsa looks so sad now, like a prisoner waiting for his death sentence. It is clear that the fear exuded by Salsa brings happiness to others.

“We could either get this over with or take the whole night, but before I begin the questioning, I want to give you a pre-nup of what you’ll be facing if you do not tell me the truth” I walked to the side of the room where tools of torture laid in a tray, big knives, small knives, scalpels, threads and needles, I took the scalpel “What should scare you isn’t the pain, but the poison on these knives, who else I had used it on without cleaning, you may end up with AIDS; that is if you aren’t already sick or something”

The three-day ultimatum he had given me was up, and I was still a no-show at the hospital. Kelly kept telling him she felt herself weakening, and the fed-up Caden headed back home. However, the house had not changed, except for a new notice about an overdue electricity bill stuck to the door. I watched Caden try to call me from the doorstep. The phone just gave back a robotic tone, saying the number he dialed was switched off. He frowned, opened his messaging app, and saw the same messages he had sent three days ago, begging me to come forward and donate bone marrow to Kelly.

Ethan called and frantically carried her in his arms. “Are you hurt?” he questioned while scanning his gaze over Lora, who was crying profusely, and hastily ran out to find a doctor. “It’s a li…” Emma tried to defend herself when Mr. Murphy cut her short. “I didn’t train you to be this wicked, Emma, but now that you have chosen this path, I am left with no other choice than to disown you. You are dead to me, Emma, I never want to see you again” he yelled, anger etched in his voice, and stormed out of the ward.

"If this is what you want, then let's be done with it." Simone was suddenly seized by panic, even though I was talking to Davide. He wanted to say something, but stopped himself when he remembered his promise to Maria. He assumed that since this was my final punishment, he would never let me be wronged again in the future. He remained convinced that he had plenty of time to make amends to me later. Having justified it to himself, Simone averted his gaze. He quietly snapped a few photos of my degradation and sent them off to Maria.