When You're Going Through Hell Novels & Stories

until now. And maybe that's the one thing I need to get out of this hellhole. I am fucking counting on it. ============================================= Thanks for reading :-)

"Come, my child. To Hell. " "Hell?" "You won't cause trouble for anyone. And you get to be punished for all the wrongs you've done. Hell is the only place where you'll be accepted for you really truly are. Everyone there is the same as you. And you won't be singled out." That sounded...nice. Soothing. "And..how will I get there?" He smirked. "Kill yourself. Once you've done that, you're immediately transported to this place. Where everyone will welcome you with love and you'll live peacefully. "

The blood slowly ran down Daniels back and the whip continued to open fresh wounds on his back. The pain was relentless, and excruciating. “Is that all you got?” Daniel screamed at no one in particular, his voice slightly wavering. He was determined not to give whoever was on the other side of the whip the satisfaction of seeing him show weakness. The only response he received was the most unsettling laugh he has ever heard. He looked around and saw nothing but black, charred dirt. It was quiet , which was unusual in Hell. Someone was always screaming. Suddenly the outer circle of the pit he was chained in caught fire. Daniel watched as the fire crawled its way closer to him. He could feel t

“Go fuck yourself.” The torment started again. It went from Level 3, to 4, to 5, till I lost count and couldn’t see, feel, breathe, or think. I was like a dead body hanging on to a ripping thread of life. One more time, and I would fucking die.

In the end, all I got was his scandals, his lover's explicit photos, and the endless ridicule of others. When I questioned him, Sebastian's explanation was always just a dismissive statement: "I love you, but it's impossible to demand that the Don have only one woman." "Sebastian, I gave you love; you rejected it yourself." I said inwardly. Without hesitation, I swallowed the capsule Ethan gave me. A sharp, agonizing pain instantly struck me, and my internal organs churned. I gritted my teeth and knocked over the candlestick beside the bed in my last moments before losing consciousness.

enjoined "Ali, for everything, to the one who compelled you to lose yourself to turn into this free, untamed beast...." She uttered those words until she found herself under his iron fist, his palm around her neck stifling her breath, his eyes empty. Two fires, his breath on fire, his tone of voice coming from the depths of Hell: "How do you know what I went through? And what do you know about me? And what do you know about my monsters, my spectra, and my hell? You don't know anything, and this word I'm sorry and comfort yourself because I don't need it from you understand?

“THIS IS AN ENDLESS CYCLE OF MY PERSONAL HELL AND NIGHTMARE AND I DON’T THINK I’LL BE ABLE TO GET OFF THIS PERSONAL HELL.” “I AM DOOMED TO DIE IN THIS PLACE!!”

“Go…to hell.” I laugh softly, crouching to meet her eyes. “Darling,” I whisper, “ I am already in hell and you are in it with me”

I beg, knowing they can't understand my pleads for mercy. He cocks the gun, and I stare straight down the barrel, my eyes squeezing shut as I piss myself, knowing I'm about to meet my maker. The air fills with a loud crackle, followed by silence. My body feels light as air as if I'm gliding towards the clouds. I smile, knowing heavens waiting for me. Suddenly, my body screams in agony as I'm being dragged down into the pit of fire, where hell claims me.

I slowly went to my knees and cried into my palms. What is happening with Chima? I wondered. Does he feel the same way that I do? Am I the only one? It seems I obviously am. I was going to hell. There was no doubt about that now. ***~~***