When You're Going Through Hell 소설 & 이야기

When the dust settled again, Ian saw through bleary eyes. An opening formed in the debris. A light was shining through the formed gap—a familiar-coloured light. Someone was on the other side. These were part of their team who come to rescue them. That’s when he prayed in relief that they could get free. There was a rescue coming. It was possible to leave this hellhole.

Giving me everything I could have ever wanted from this moment. This is how it’s supposed to be, two people joining together. Feeling the heat and fire between them. Each thrust brings my body closer to another climax. One that I’m chasing through him, I claw and nip at his skin. Just when I think it can’t get anymore exciting, he lifts one of my legs, propping it in the crock of his elbow and thrusts into me. “Scream for me, Red.” This time, when he pushes into me, I do. His name leaves my lips, echoing through the room and I slip over the edge, grabbing the sheet as I feel him swelling inside me.

I stepped onto the path. The world dissolved. The whispers descended, sharp and piercing. *You are already dead. Your purpose is meaningless. Give up. Embrace the void.* It showed me my worst fears: Misha weeping over my empty shell, my children calling another man ‘father’. *No.* The word was not a sound, but a force. The tiny ember of my hellfire flared. *My love is not a lie!* I roared in the void of my mind. *My purpose is to protect! For Misha! For our children! For the life we built!*

"Of course, I can't contact anyone. I am living in a hell. And no one can reach others in hell." Dylan glared at her and replied, "YES, YOU ARE LIVING IN A HELL, MY HELL. AND NO ONE CAN RESCUE YOU FROM MY HELL.

He never questioned it, but overtime he could recall the annoyance in Zalakai's voice whenever he spoke his name. Down here... In the depths of Hellfire and brimstone... You are called Nothing... A Nobody... Someone without purpose... "You're lying." He gritted his teeth. She was spitting venom at him now. How could he dare believe such insanity? I would never call you such a name...

SEE YOU IN HELL SON OF A BITCH! ^^^^^^

Another instruction followed, going above the sound of the drumbeats that got louder, mimicking the level of the chants. It went on and on, a slow, agonising ordeal that had me closing my eyes so tight, my mouth wide open as I kept on screaming. I felt like it would never end, like I was trapped in a cycle of torture. When Carter had said I was going to go through hell, he knew it because my insides, though previously cold, felt like they were being licked by fire.

Helena’s P.O.V. “Go to hell!” Obviously, I couldn’t say it out loud as sharp stabbing pain cut through my heart, making me screech uncontrollably. My body burnt like I accidentally fell into the ninth circle of hell, like a volcano rumbled, pouring its molten lava on me. “No!” King Trevor’s horrified scream pierced through my ears, shattering my ear drums with its high pitch. He lunged at me like a hungry predator and slammed me on the wall, his sharp nails clutched my neck as he stuttered painfully.

This is worse than hell! But I needed her to let it out. Goddamn! Hell on Earth.

"Go to hell!" The next second, the outcome was decided.