Vortex Helluva Novels & Stories

IT WAS A big mystery for Helios thinking about how Amara was able to do that. She was so damn fast that he wasn't even able to notoce it. She was gripping his neck tightly and anger is evident on her eyes. Some veins were able to appeared on the skin of her neck but it immediately disappeared. The veins were almost the same like his whenever he turned into a vampire. Helios sighed for the ninth time. He's affected by what happened but he remembeed what Ursula said. Is that the poison?

And it was the roar of two gods becoming one, as the world trembled and shook, until finally the earth beneath them surrendered and gave way - and in it's place arose hellfire and a river of molten lava. Males and females of Vince's army didn't even have time to scream before they were swept away in a wave of fire and lava. The molten rock pouring like honey across the earth, setting bodies aflame like living torches, oozing out from where Sephora and Ambrose stood - hands still clasped together, eyes locked onto one another.

I saw the figure of the God of Hell as an indescribable image in my mind. I saw Irene, who was my fairy energy form, and Valerie, who was my vampire energy form, flying towards the vortex of dark purple light. Meanwhile, I couldn't summon Maria, who was my wolf. I could only feel the werewolf energy flowing through my veins without being able to shift. Then, instantly, the surrounding ground collapsed inward, creating a massive hole. A red light began to appear in the darkness, creating a blinding spiral of light. From the bowels of the earth, the God of Hell emerged, riding a black horse covered in flames. His form was as imposing as King Hades. His aura of dark power made my skin crawl. An

I came home with a lump in my throat and a weight of guilt pressing on my shoulders. I didn't want to step into Axel's life, didn't want to become his mistress, and yet part of me craved that thrill—the one only he could give me. I longed for a normal life, a real marriage, love, passion… and at the same time, I knew I could never have both. Every time I thought about it, a voice inside me screamed: Liar!

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

“Can’t make it as a dancer, probably won’t get a job in whatever fucking career path you chose as a plan B. You’ll go back to living on your mommy’s couch and working twelve-hour shifts at a gas station until you rot of old age.” “No.” I’m shaking. Trembling with anger. How dare he talk to me like that? “No, I’m going to succeed. And your demons are going to drag you back to Hell where you belong.” He smiles. “If I belong in Hell, so do you.” He takes his drink and sips it, then extends his arm. I watch his hand, watch the glass. Watch it happen in slow motion, but I can’t fucking do anything as he tips it over my head.

Someone spat on me, while another threw bottles and crumpled paper at me. After what felt like forever, I was finally freed and staggered back home. As soon as I went inside, I already saw Mason holding a glass of wine and tasting it slowly. When he saw me, he raised his glass with a grin. "You're back? Look at the sports car I just bought. Two hundred thousand dollars. Cool, right?" Two hundred thousand dollars. That was exactly how much those people had bet on me each time they tortured me over the past five years.

And Naro, just a kid. "What could he have done?" she asked, nodding toward Naro. "He's no exception," Kyle said flatly. "He either killed someone or caused their death. Same as everyone here." "How do you know?" "Because that's how this place works." Kyle's eyes were dark, and serious. "VEDRAH is a supernatural prison. The most evil humans are sent here. There are no walls, no guards, no laws. Nature itself is the punishment." Natzy stared at him, her mind racing.

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

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