Tomino Hell Novels & Stories

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

He was dressed in a tuxedo and was holding two glasses of drinks with a nice smile which he found strange because it was appealing to him, he waved it at the back of his mind and returned the smile "honestly, they are worst than a bug." The young man laughed softly at his joke before handing him a drink to which he collected, "allow me to introduce myself Mr. Boron, I am Oliver Simon, at your service" he did a dramatic bow which Kane must admit was a little funny since it wasn't necessary. "And what will be your service be to me Mr. Simon?" He asked with a raised eyebrow and a faint smile on his lips. "To drive the pests away of course but you must be ready to pay me handsomely."

And now, years later, he wants to capture her, break her and mould her into his perfect, little plaything. Alejandro Genovese is the Hades of the Underworld; he is the Lucifer of Hell. He holds the ultimate power over the Cosa Nostra as his presence incites nothing but fear and bewildered respect amongst people. He feeds off of utmost violence and pain of others, and he'll treat his plaything no differently.

“If you were in the Neverplain, then the bond would be between you and the Horseman, not you and Elias. You could coax him out of the vessel and willingly go to Hell.” “She is not going to Hell,” Tommy shouted. I went over to him and pulled him into a hug. He pulled away and looked me in the eye. “You can’t,” he said. “You can’t give in to him.” “I won’t be,” I said. “I will be taking the throne.” I watched Tommy’s eyes widen. “I have to accept that I am this master first, then I can overthrow him.” I turned to face Colton. “That’s it, isn’t it?” I confirmed, and he nodded.

“If we go rogue, it’ll only create more chaos. We follow the code, Tom. We wait.” “I’m going after them, with or without your approval,” Big Tom’s voice rose in defiance. “They need to know that the Hell's Gang are not punks. We’re not scared of them.” “Stay right there,” Rowan ordered, his voice as sharp as a blade. “You will obey the mafia code, and the mafia code says to follow the last order. My last order is for you to stand down.” Big Tom’s silence was a response in itself. He was furious, but he knew he couldn’t disobey a direct order without severe consequences. His anger radiated off him like heat waves as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

HELL JUDGEMENT ROOM Thud Thud The gravel kept getting hit against the table repeatedly with anger, annoyance and frustration. The poor gravel was wallowing in pain thinking about what made its holder upset. Its holder had been handling it with care, judging people souls and their works but now, it seemed that it was annoyed with this particular soul. " Lilith, why is it you again?" King Yama asked in frustration King Yama was frustrated and it could be seen in his expression and voice, his once handsome face had turned to that of an old man cause he was judging this particular soul, Lilith. This troublesome psychopath had been a regular customer of hell and it was getting annoying.

My heart twisted from my overwhelming self-blame and regret. I hated myself for not discovering Harvey's true colors earlier, but I was even more regretful that I'd neglected to participate in Elaine's life because I'd been so engrossed in my work. I'd allowed her to endure such torture at such a young age. Then, I thought of something. Elaine had mentioned that the bully's name was Tina Chance. In my past life, Harvey had been on the phone with someone when he'd mentioned wanting to talk to "Tina". Why had he defended the bully when his own daughter was a victim?

SUSAN DAVIS, ALLORA’S TOP MODEL, AND DAMIEN MARTINELLI OF STAR ENTERTAINMENT ARE GETTING MARRIED! Time slowed. The honk of a car beamed loudly. Zia Hidalgo’s body slowly sank and just before her head hit the ground, a strong arm encircled her.

Malachor's growls vibrated through her, his fangs grazing her jaw now, teasing another bite as he chased his release, determined to flood her with his seed. She could feel him swelling thicker, his hips snapping forward with feral urgency, balls slapping her ass in wet, brutal smacks. The altar groaned beneath them, cracks spiderwebbing from the force, but Elizabeth barely noticed—her world narrowed to the demonic invasion splitting her open, the metallic scent of blood thick in the air, mingling with the salty tang of sweat and the musky reek of their mingled arousal. Her thighs quivered, locked around his waist, pulling him deeper despite the agony, her submissive body craving the destruct

A man holding a beer bottle held up a cellphone very close to his face as he tried to read the message. "Who is calling?" Another asked while slumped over a girl. "It says... Jerkel & Hideous." The man holding the phone responds with a look of complete confusion. "Isn't this that book about-" he started but was cut off. "It's definitely Sochun's phone. That idiot keeps naming his father stupid shit like that." The slumped man laughs. "Last time... what was it? Picko... Puno..." "Pinoclueless..." Sochun responded as he swooped over and pulled the phone out of the man's hand. "Did no one ever teach you fellows to mind your damn businesses?" The two men booed at him and laughed.