Tom Trench Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

"I can give you a massive sum of money. Take it and leave Haicheng. Go somewhere where no one knows you and start over. Just go. I’ll act as if I never saw you." Liam let out a jagged, mocking laugh. "You think I’m an idiot?" On the ground, Tom’s body curled in agony. His fingers clawed at the concrete, his breathing becoming heavy and labored. The sight of the widening red pool on the floor was a silent countdown to his death. The image triggered a traumatic flashback for Chloe—the sight of her father, Charles Bishop, lying in the wreckage of his car, covered in blood and clinging to life. Seeing history repeat itself pushed her to the brink of a breakdown. "Help him! If we wait any longer,

It was there, amidst the switching sounds of water and the soft glow of bioluminescent organisms, that they stumbled upon a worn deck of cards, tucked away in a forgotten corner. Intrigued by the discovery, they examined the deck with curiosity. Just as they were about to explore its contents, Trent, a seasoned inmate covered in black tattoos that matched his tail and hair, noticed their interest. With graceful movements, he swam towards them, his hands fluidly signing, "Hey, do you know how to play Tridents? I can teach you if you like."

Building maintenance was informed immediately to repair the door and add a new lock. Two nights later Tommys' apartment was attacked. This time it was Charlie himself. He was very surprised though when Tommy meets him between the door and the bedroom with what he thinks is a gun in his hand. When he pulls the trigger Charlie gets a bigger shock, a 50,000 volts shock, as Tommy hits him with a Taser, his purchase at the pawn store. The store owner talked him out of a gun, Tommy thanks the man now.

Tank P.O.V We enter the dungeon and spot a scrawny Omega in the second cell. So this is one of the punks that disturbed my party! I should end him right here, right now! I push out my powerful Aura. It instantly makes him whimper painfully and fall to his knees. I look down on him for the trash he is and chuckle, darkly. "Tank, are you doing that to him?" My Sweet Angel utters curiously with a frown. "Yes!" I growl, staring at him and releasing more power. He whimpers more and sobs. Humph, weakling! She gasps, shocked. Scolding me. "Stop it! Toya said to Speak to him. Not torture him!" She's correct. So I relent. He dramatically collapses on the cell floor. Taking breaths of relief yet still

“Hey. Fret not, my friend, trolley dear; we are not going to eat you. We! Truth be told, we would not even eat those ferals. Ew! Disgusting really. But thanks for the help earlier.” Robah's daughter hunkered down her face in nausea. These vampires were rather profane. Seeing this, Andrew and Diana laughed so hard that their laughter echoed in the mountains. They kept on laughing for a solid five minutes, but halted immediately when Diana remembered Tommy. "Oh sh*t, Robah, where is Tommy?" "You mean Tomas, milady?" "Yeah, yeah. Did you…" "He was here with us, milady. He was still unconscious, though. He was in the care of the elderly."

“The spider web tunnel, the alien testing room, the haunted banquet – they’re all great ideas, Molly.” She clucked her tongue, watching me thoughtfully for a moment, before she nodded. “Okay. And see here,” she tapped on the board again, “Hawthorn is laid out in a skewed circle shape. It’s almost like one of those plastic mazes you got in cereal boxes, back when we were kids, you remember? With the little ball that you had to get to the centre. That’s why the tomb is actually here,” she rose her eyebrows at me meaningfully, “off down one of the quieter streets. I know, it would make way more sense for the high street to be at the centre, but we can’t go back in time and get the town planners

The white marble was bleeding thick, black ichor. In the center of the rotunda, hovering directly above a nameless, ancient tomb, was the final Tether. It wasn't a crystal. It was a massive, inverted cross forged from pure, liquid obsidian, pulsing with a rhythmic, horrifying heartbeat. Kneeling in a circle around the inverted cross were seven figures.

To climb the highest mountain killing innocent people was a law. “What should we do with the body, Mr. Muriel?” One of the men asked. “Let the daughter know he’s the death.” Stefan said before walking to the entrance of the bodega and act like nothing had happened, The night had fallen, 7:00 p.m. and the day was barely finishing. Rebecca couldn’t be any more tired in the same as her friend Judith. When the last client got out of the salon, Judith and Rebecca could finally see a moment of rest.

As soon as his voice fell, another man who was wearing a sports singlet on a cold winter day shook his two big arms that were filled with tattoos as he exclaimed excitedly, “Tom Zielinski from Eastcliff in Oskia! You’re amazing! You’re my baby!” Tom was extremely stunned and frightened by this scene, and his legs instantly went limp. He wanted to move back quickly, and he panicked as he thought to himself, ‘This… What the hell is going on here?! Where are all the beautiful girls? Where are the hostesses? How did it end up becoming a bunch of thugs instead?!’

It was Sheriff Tom Brennan, his face grim, his hand resting on his holstered gun. "Ethan. Maya." Tom's voice was all business. "We need to talk. Now." "What happened?" Maya's voice was small again, and Ethan hated it. Tom's jaw clenched. "Marcus Chen is in Moonlight Cove. Someone spotted him at the marina an hour ago, asking questions about the Tidewater Inn." The kitchen went silent except for the sound of Maya's sharp intake of breath. Ethan felt something dark and primal surge through his chest—that old Cole rage his father had warned him about, the same rage that had ended bar fights and broken friendships and made people in this town whisper that the Cole men had storm water in their ve