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They die in a single day, in the prison made by a woman. A woman they want to own. I take a deep breath, willing myself to be strong, and I embrace the heat that crawls across my skin. Taking a deep breath, I try to calm my nerves to focus on my surroundings, firewood crackles, and the smell of burning wood tickles my nose. My eyes open, slowly, adjusting themselves to see in the orange light that surrounds the hell. Pride surges through me, my creation of hell down on earth evident to my eyes. A hell that does not spare the guilty, a hell that buries sinners right within itself. If I am a sinner I will burn here, but not before those monsters who brought me here.

I rubbed my temples and looked at the two of them. Ever since Colby had dragged me into the first livestream, I had been feeling deeply unsettled. Now, I just felt like a lamb to their slaughter. Feeling strongly uneasy, I gripped the blanket beside me and could hear another woman's faint moans from the room next door. Fear crept up my spine as I sat up and asked, "What are you doing here? It's late, and I need to go home." Instead of answering, Colby switched on the TV. The screen flickered to life, showing a woman with seductive, half-lidded eyes, whom I recognized as me.

Each person controls a world leader, running the underworld and carefully maintaining the balance needed in such a world filled with human greed, death and destruction— willingly ready to be seen as the devils. Zayn Hellfire was not a Devil. He was Hell itself. “Tea, Don?” Giana places the cup in front of me, her milky gray eyes staring at me even though many cannot do the same. For she is blind. I don’t bother to give a response but she doesn’t wait for one as she places the cup and saucer down on the table. It’s Darjeeling tea, one of Eve’s favorites, but now I am no longer sure if she ever liked it.

I say looking around the run down place. "Why?" he looks confused by my decision, not that I blame him. I usually buy large hotels, enteprises, companies but this place looks hopeless.. "We're moving to Green city." I walk back to the table. "You never told me your name," I have seen that look before. The look of a person who has hit rock bottom. Honestly I am not sure he'll survive without the booze. "Garden White," he says. "Garden, you just made a deal with the devil. Make sure you hold your end of the deal, or else you'll wish you had never met me."

The yellow was overwhelming, making my eyes water. Had she lost her mind? This woman drove up the fucking wall. Fuck! As I scanned the room, my eyes landed on a figure lying on the floor in the corner. Heaven was sprawled out, wearing devilishly short shorts that left little to the imagination. Her long, toned legs kicked lazily in the air as she read from a book, her mouth stuffed with Skittles. The candy's bright colors seemed to match the yellow of the room, creating a jarring, surreal effect.

Their thighs touched. “It was all I could do to keep everything out of my mind,” Kathy blurted. “She was a force of evil. I know it. When she screamed, Hell screamed with her. Didn’t you hear?” “Yeah, I did. I held you and your eyes were closed.” “Didn’t keep out the screams.” “Yes, but what did you see?” “The Cold Woman?” “No, no. When you shut your eyes, what did you see?”

“Since you love women, since you like the company of women since you consider them to be better than me in bed, I brought you this one. She will drive you crazy, trust me! You will love my Gwendoline much more than Charlotte. Believe me, this one is fire between the sheets. I have already had her, but, since I’m a magnanimous man, I can lend her to you for tonight.” With great difficulty, Stephanie looked to her right. There was another woman, also tied up. Her head was bent forward and she wasn’t moving. She had no clothes on and her naked body was covered with small cuts, bruises, and blood. The woman was smelling very bad… That nauseating smell made her turn her head away, but Nathaniel f

She stopped pacing. "What type of book is it, then?" He asked her. "I think it was the original Bible ever created." She muttered. Rayleigh met Zalakai's gaze. "It holds everything an Exorcist would ever need, and it landed in the hands of the woman who was given Holy magic by a Goddess." She looked down at her hands. "That same book helped shackle Karmina and locked away her magic." "Well, that explains that, then." Zalakai said. The way he said it, though, left Rayleigh suspicious.

I said with a snort. “Of course, you wouldn’t know about her. She is Helena; the Goddess of Hell. She is the almighty, the most powerful of all. Every life loses itself in her presence. She is none other than the Goddess of Hell.” Wang said with a glint of admiration in his eyes. “Once, I have performed this ritual, I will have the power to turn this world into a second hell and I will be the Lord of this Hell…” Then his laughter boomed in the hall, chilling me to the core.

Epilogue Lilith *Five Months Later* They say when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade. But I prefer to cause mass chaos instead because there is nothing quite like the pleas of the damned to help brighten one's mood, and today was no different. I stared down at the woman before me, her chocolate brown eyes wide with shock and fear, her blonde hair a chaotic mess atop her head, and her once-tanned skin now grey. If I were anyone else, I probably would have been incapable of doing what was necessary. But I wasn't anyone else. I was me, Lilith, the Queen of hell, and watching my mother wither on the floor like a coward begging for her life was something I had only ever dreamed of un