Woman From Hell Novels & Stories

She was willing to go to any length to protect herself and those she cared about. "W- who's... who's back?" "The innocent person you messed with." "I-I don't understand." Her eyes seemed to rotate too quickly, and she passed out. With a loud shout, she closed her eyes and shook her head. She was suffering from a tremendous headache and a pounding in her chest. She felt as if the world was whirling too rapidly for her to keep up with. Throughout it all, she could hear a woman laughing loudly and demonically. The woman's voice had a disturbingly familiar ring to it. She opened her eyes and turned to stand up before she could figure out who it was.

Small green dots were blinking on the handcuffs. The woman said, "Don't try to break free. Once excessive external force is detected, these handcuffs will explode immediately." Helma stared at the woman coldly. "Are you Ms. Shadow?" The beautiful woman lowered her eyes and stared at Helma with some contempt. "So what if I am?" Helma pursed her lips. This was the person who killed Ximena's boyfriend, Andy. The woman pushed Helma into the car. This was a modified Jeep with a lot of space on board.

It was chilling to look at. The woman looked down at him and said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Golden Shark, I'm Septem." Septem. Golden Shark looked at the woman in shock. She was the devilish woman who emerged from the Isle of Hell six months ago. The trials of selection had always been extremely cruel. Only a handful of people would survive the trials each time. Things were different this time. Everyone died except for her. According to rumors, the people she killed died gruesome deaths. Her methods were very effective. She was known as the She-Devil.

Max was quick to head toward the back and Hel would have followed but the woman stopped her at the threshold just inside. The woman’s hand touched her upper shoulder and while it was soft the hand was very powerful. This woman was no novice at her craft and it hit Hel hard. She was a force to be reckoned with, yet Hel felt no ill intent. She had her step in and then shut the door. Hel felt frozen to the spot as the woman put her hands on either side of her face. Hel’s eyes went black but she didn’t move. She was about to learn a hard lesson if she was trying something.

Half of her big, round backside was sticking out. She wasn't wearing any pants; instead, she just had a little white thong with those sheer, skin-colored stockings over her long legs. The sight nearly made my nose bleed. It was breathtaking. I'd never been near a young woman this perfect my whole life. Even if she wouldn't let me do anything else, just letting me touch her for a moment would have added years to my life.

the woman yelled. “You evil tramp!” “Slut!” “Just die already!”

Alejandro set the glass down on the table with a dull thud and leaned toward her, his expression darkening. —Tell me exactly what he said. And you better not forget a single detail. The woman smiled, feeling she had the full attention of the most dangerous man in the city, and at the same time, a knife at her throat. For her information, she could make a fortune, more than she could ever spend, but she also risked not leaving that house alive. The woman began to tell him everything Enzo Constantino had said, leaving out no detail. A heavy silence filled the room, heightening the adrenaline in the woman’s veins.

"Tell me Damn woman!" ****

His eyes looked straight at the woman's face. Spurt! The woman bravely spitted saliva on Treznor face. "Ohh shit. You are so tough huh..." Treznor smirked as he removed the saliva from his face. I like this woman. She have a great power and strength. "WHO ARE YOU FUCKER!"The woman shouted again and Treznor smirked turned into a horrifying looked. "Let me introduce you myself, bitch!" Treznor said and he held tightly the woman face and forced her to look at him.