روايات وقصص ضمن Tomino's Hell Poem In English

None really had looked surprised, which was odd with nothing else considered. “Yeah, we’re named The Hell Hounds. We got called ‘bitch’ long enough that we wanted to thumb our noses at them. Who’s meaner than a hound of hell? His momma.” Jaxon laughed, and when he finished, “Oh, I like that. You must have really fun training days.”

He cries. "What have I done to deserve your hate? Why must the world hate me so?" He begins to cry, "It hurts my eye to know that I will never be loved. It is a curse I must bear, one to love and never be loved. Just end my suffering sweet angel from Mars." She pulls her hands together causing all the locks to converge in his direction, "Goodbye defiled man." Tommick closes his eyes and accepts his fate. All the locks make impact with his body and creates an explosion of cloud of dust and rocks in the air.

They were stained red, where vessels had burst under strain and moist with pained and fearful tears. "They're everywhere!" He screamed, the veins in his neck pulsating beside the throbbing Adam's apple. "Below the waves! In the sky! You have to kill them! The dead! The damned!" He threw his head back, slamming the back on his skull against the mask. "There ain't no Hell! This is Hell! Drowning in misery! Toys of the infernal!" Gibson moved across, muttering something urgently, but whatever words were uttered, they fell on deaf ears. Smithy repeated the move, blood appeared in his thinning hair.

Marigolds are yellow and hibiscus is hue, but the sky is blue, pale blue, it is ours, ours, ours. Let it rain mangoes, let it rain like the reddest tomatoes squashed by a grinding stone, then paint the ceilings with that red, paint the sky red; the colour of our love, for it is ours, ours, ours. Tarnished and wooden is this house, Old and rickety, the yard, sodden with black mud that sticks and itches like lice, dark and smelly,

“OATH OF FALLEN WILL RISE AND START TO RAMPAGE.” “THE LIFE AND DEATH HOLDER’S LIFE WILL CLAIM.” “AND THE CLIMATE WILL GO ROUGH.” “BLOOD CONTAMINATES THE WATER.” “DESPERATION WILL BE THE SMELL OF WIND.” “THE HARVESTRY OF LIFE WILL BE IN DESTRUCTION YER.” “UNKINDLED THE FLAME AND BREAK THE SINNERS’ BIN.” “DARKNESS WILL SUCKS THE LIGHTS.” “AFRAID NOT, THE CHILD OF PROPECY WILL LIFT.”

Blood painted his plans, the qualm thirst made the man’s eyes darkened, he was fighting the urge, the beast in him who was lying awake. “You should not be here, you know.” He said slowly. His voice was changing tone and of course Tommy is naïve. How can a mere 7 year old take note of suspicions, of crimes, of the evil that the world are filled with? Quenched, drenched and soaked for a very long time ahead. “Do you where is your mama?” He asked. Tommy seems to understand the question. “M—ma...” He pointed to where he came from.

Determined to hit home his point, he took a couple of steps closer to Tudd, stood face to face with him, and said, “If you haven't noticed, I do not like you, and I can never bring myself to. The sight of you makes me think that death is more beautiful than life.” “Woohoo,” Tudd exclaimed. “Impressive! I never would have imagined that an omega, one who is condemned to serve at my lord's table, would have such an array of words. You must surely be a student of Shakespeare’s. Bravo!” “Stay away from me!,” Tom yelled at him. He was beginning to get upset, and couldn't stand Tudd anymore. Turning to Damon, he said, “It was a mistake coming here.” He stormed out.

Cold. Empty. “See you in hell… boy.”

Dua scremas "Tommorow is Saturday" Ruhi yells Shit! That means he told me to come to work on Saturday. He took my ten thousand and now my good weekend. Kill Him! Ughhh! SCREW IT! ~ 🥀🖤 ~ "Hell is empty and all the devil's are here!" ~ Esha Varnav ~

Dominic looked at her while raising his eyebrow. .... .... ..... After all, there’s no need to say anything at first. An orange, peeled and quartered, flares like a tulip on a wedgewood plate Anything can happen. Outside the sun has rolled up her rugs and night strewn salt across the sky. My heart is humming a tune I haven’t heard in years! Quiet’s cool flesh— let’s sniff and eat it. There are ways to make of the moment .... ... .... HELLO DEAR READERS.. HOW ARE YOU ALL ..❤️❤️❤️..