Tomino Hell Novels & Stories

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“Almost as dank as your mom’s vagina.” The laughter turned. Even Kathy, who normally shunned the boys verbal roughhousing, joined in. Her eyes shined brightly at Jon, but that look went as quick as it came. They reached the far end of the tomb and laid out their sleeping bags. Little votive candles, dozens of them, swiped from Louis’s survivalist uncle, were laid out over the floor and lit with a barbeque lighter. Their low flickering added to the mausoleum’s sinister aura. Jon suppressed the panic as best he could, but by God, that feeling would not evaporate. Doritos and Mountain Dew and little disks of sugar and chocolate called Fudge Rounds, were passed about. The game was unpacked.

GIDEON "I'm so fucking sorry," Otto was crying for the umpteenth time since I lost consciousness. "You're going to hate me when you wake up. I'm so sorry." The dark purple demon was clutching his legs to his chest with his triple set of black wings covering his body. The big black wolf of Philo was resting carelessly on the ground with his red eyes peering at us," he can't hate us, but he'd definitely be pissed off." The wolf spoke without moving his mouth.

Tom yelled at him, gradually losing control of himself. As Tom’s transformation continued, he let out a long, mournful howl that echoed through the room. The sound was raw and primal, filled with pain and rage. Terry and the others who were with them were terrified, scrambling to get away from the creature that Tom was becoming. They could hear the sound of his bones snapping and reforming, the wet tearing of flesh and fur as he grew larger and more powerful.

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”

“Not yet, Tito.” Tito nodded, and his head dipped in respect. Domenico squatted in front of the slug. “You’re a disrespectful piece of shit. How you even made it this far, I don’t understand. Who are you that Jax would send you here?” The slug looked away, to the other men, to the ceiling, anywhere but at the man leaning over him. Domenico gave a huff of annoyance, pulled his gun from his waistband, and pressed it against the slug’s chest.

Hell? I was the actual one who had crawled out from hell. The victims' families blocking my way saw me try to leave, and the crowd grew restless. A large man charged at me, shouting, "Give me back my son!" While the families were indeed pitiful, it did not mean they had the right to hurt me. "Ah!" There was a hoarse scream, and a police officer had already stepped in, throwing the man to the ground with a shoulder throw, pinning him down.

Lincoln gazed at the book cover, he smirked "You can browse about it and you can as well read about it!" West didn't know what he was talking about and didn't want to ask either. Lincoln dropped the book back on the table, the book titled "Vampire System" "Everyone in this house is of the same being, we are of the same existence!" Hearing that everyone was like Lincoln, west felt like collapsing, so everyone in this house also tears people's hearts and intestines and has long claws. "Then what is your existence like??" West asked with a shaky voice, afraid of angering Lincoln so her heart wouldn't be pulled out.

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