Tom Trench Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

It went from a silken baritone to a nasally, congested whine. "Elara, you’re getting ink on your chin. And you're kind of twitching." I bolted upright so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash. The cedar was gone. The "Shadow Knight" was gone. In his place stood Tommy Higgins, leaning over my desk with a look that was supposed to be smoldering but mostly made him look like he was struggling to remember his own middle name. He let out a wet, rattling sneeze, barely covering it with his sleeve.

Maya could feel the energy emanating from the pool, a comforting warmth that soothed her frayed nerves. Professor Thorne, taking a deep breath, held out the key. "Xol'thul's taint is strong, Maya. Be prepared for resistance." Maya dipped the key into the pool. A blinding white light engulfed them, followed by a deafening screech of pure malice.The key writhed and pulsated, the faint darkness within it swirling violently. Images flashed before Maya's eyes – grotesque entities, whispers of oblivion, and Xol'thul's fury. It was a harrowing glimpse into the entity's prison, a testament to its malevolent power.

When Jingle bell saw him she also jumped up on the bed. She tilted her head and looked at him curiously while he was thrashing in the guards hold. Not able to control himself anymore Tyler gave him anesthesia which made his head to feel heavy and he fell into deep slumber. Ace, Violet and Iris also reached there and watching the scene they also turned worried for him.

"It looks like you don't have any control over your bitch. She looks like she's ready to get on her knees for him." I look over to see Zara laughing wholeheartedly as Elijah stands there, watching her with admiration. Her eyes are so bright and full of life, compared to the dull, sad expression she always gives me. "Joseph, friends can enjoy each other's company. There's no need to create a scene," Tommy Lucchese warns Colombo. "Friends? She looks like she's just about ready to give him a blowjob," Colombo mutters. My knuckles turn white from clenching my fists too hard, I grit my teeth trying to suppress my words to remain silent. It feels as if acid is trickling down my throat–burning, sli

I'm so happy that we had seen each other just yesterday and he gave me his temporary address in this town. "So, you actually live in this dump permanently?" Thomas asked. He has always been such a straight forward character right from the beginning. Thomas was someone that would tell you publicly, if you wouldn't listen in private, that you had body odour. He had done that to a girl while we were still in high school. She ran off crying and Thomas showed no sign of regret. Sounds mean but that's just the way he is. I don't know how such a person and I became friends but it happened.

Tom seemed more downcast than ever, gazing at the street floor with his hands in his pockets. Harrison placed his arm over Tom's shoulder and gave him a half-playful hug, ruffling his black hair. "She's the one missing out," he said. Tom looked at him as if to say, "Did you really just say that?" Harrison shrugged. "Sorry... Chocolate makes me say silly things," he chuckled, taking another cookie from his pocket and stuffing it into his mouth. "Wipe that look off your face," he asked Tom.

*** **CHICAGO - METRO GENERAL HOSPITAL - PEDIATRIC WING** The cheerful murals and bright colors of the pediatric wing felt like a grotesque parody. Leo and Harlan moved through the bustling corridors disguised as maintenance workers – coveralls, toolboxes filled with weapons and breaching charges. Reynolds’s fragmented decryption had given them Groundskeeper’s likely identity: **Martin Shale, HVAC Technician, Level 3 Clearance.** Access to the entire hospital’s ventilation systems. They found the main HVAC control room for the pediatric wing in a sterile, humming sub-basement. Shale wasn’t there. A young technician looked up, startled. **<< Marty? He called in sick. Bad flu. Why? >>**

“Are you okay? Tom asked, coming over to her side. Everything was happening all over again. Without further ado, she threw away the towel around her neck and rushed out of the saloon. ** Ichabod opened his eyes immediately and Adams rushed in. “I saw you come in right now, I was shouting your name and you didn’t respond, what happened?” He sat up right, standing up. “That wasn’t me. That was Odin. The ring can’t retain him any longer, he is getting too strong. If I can change into Odin at any moment of the day, then I don’t think I can stand a chance any longer. I need to meet the lady now.” ** “You can’t be serious.” Vivian blurted out.

The Madame learnt long ago that even those with angelic features could be just as monstrous. Darci marched up the stairs, her steps loud as she burst open the door and glared at what she was seeing. Tom stood with a shirt on but his trousers missing, a blonde woman bobbing up and down on his c*ck with her mouth, accepting his punishing thrusts, while another blonde was held by the throat to his side. “I’ll be out in a sec, jeez, Henley!” Tom tossed his phone on the bed behind him. “Keep going, Alicia.” Tom groaned, his hand twisting in the woman’s hair between his legs before aggressively kissing the blonde woman who he was choking. Tears streamed from her cheeks, but he persisted.

TRENT'S POV I turned back into the hospital entrance, the disinfectant smell burning my nostrils. I ran my fingers through my greasy hair, making sure it matched Tom's ghost-like appearance. Carefully, I applied some makeup to my face, mimicking his sickly appearance. All that remained was slipping into the hospital gown and settling into the vacant bed.