Trampa Infernal Novels & Stories

Everyone near them turned silent as their whole concentration was on her bold words she used to insult the ruthless Adam Willliam. Adam was about to reply her jab when she interrupts him. “No issue. I can enlighten you. ‘The Paramount’ is a 45 years old company and not some decade old that rose from scratch.” Saying this Elena threw a personal comment because she knew his background that she read in the internet about his poverty to billionaire within ten years.

“Mitto ego te ad vidisse igneos puteos horrendam daemonium de inferno!” Ru Roberts repeated the phrase over and over again under her breath as she paced back and forth across the floor of her bedroom in Angel Grove, the ancient wooden floorboards squeaking in protest at each step. She’d been practicing that phrase, along with the other two Rider Michaels had taught her on the long flight from London to La Guardia Airport the night before. She alternated between them, making sure she had all of them down before they left for their mission later that evening. She knew this particular incantation meant a captured Reaper would be sent to Hell but not destroyed. There was another incantation for

I bit down my lower lips before allowing him with me, " Guess, you can come with me but I don't have pass except mine. What are you gonna do?" He gave me a mysterious smile and trailed me off closely. When I showed my card to the security man, he appeared on my side and shut me off with one sentence to the security man, " Daniel Rodriguez, friend of Harman Graviel" ***

But as he nears, Radimr points his gun at me and fires. A scream leaves me. A scream leaves Alejandro and he falls on his knees.

I passed Polly in the hallway. She was pushing a handcart piled with ten or so boxes, arms trembling. Seeing me, she stopped and lowered her head to let me pass. "Distribution going okay?" I asked. "…So-so," her voice hoarse. I nodded and walked on. After a few steps, I glanced back. She was still there, hands on the cart, shoulders slumped. The snowlight outside cast pale shadows on her face—white, almost bloodless. The next day, my assistant mentioned casually while dropping off documents, "Mr. Bassett… the employees secretly created a group chat. They call it the 'Cherry Victims Alliance.'"

I've never felt this way before even when I fuck girls or Maya, this is different I cum hard, and he pumps his own cum into me, my body finally collapsing. But we do not stop there.

I turned around without realizing i was raising my voice. "This, is literally a drug place. A drug cartel" I gnashed my teeth, my voice returning an echo as the truck ignited its engine to pull away. "It's okay, no one's gonna catch us" He tried to sound convincing as i rolled my eyes to the back of my head. "You don't fucking know that" I gritted.

As soon as I step back out, I mark the entrance with an X and move on. Heading back in the direction we came from, I gasp when I hear the sound of scurrying feet. I’m not the kind of person who is usually scared of bugs or creepy crawlies, but the sound is so loud that I freak out and flatten my back against the wall. When Sahara and Marael kidnapped us last year, they took us to a mountain range in hell, where we saw many horrifying creatures. There were a few that, up to now, I hope I never have to see again. One of the ones that creeped me out the most were these little demonic-looking insects that looked like large centipedes. The sounds emitting around me sound like those creatures. Try

Margarita wiggled to slip away, which he served, slapping her cheeks. She was about to punch him when a truck’s headlight highlighted their presence. The white light focused on their frame where his gun pointed at her, and the hand clutched her neck. “What the fuck? Close the lights.” Noah screamed. The headlights turned off, but the LED on the number plate caught Noah’s attention. A black ford truck with gigantic tires and a punisher logo on the number plate. Noah’s eyes widened. Sensing this truck meant the punisher himself. The headlights turned on again, and this time he left Margarita and looked weary. “You know him?” He stuttered, looking at her.

“Oh I see, so after your brother and sister gave Lucifer the fuel he needed to make me his slave you want the credit for my soul. Abaddon gave me this assignment for a reason. This soul is mine and it sounds like you guys are just out of luck.” Daniels' irritation all over his face. His eyes began to turn black slowly. Greed backed up from Daniel as Wrath stood between him and his siblings. “I already told you we are not doing this, not today.” Wrath yelled. Daniel smirked as he looked up at Wrath, his eyes as dark as midnight. He moved his arms out and exposed his wings. The ground beneath him started to catch fire. “YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN TAKE ME ?” Daniel yelled in a voice so deep it wo