Vox studies your expression, clearly expecting you to respond to his introduction. You try to speak, but the words seem to get caught in your throat. He sighs, "look, my dear, you're in Hell. Some fucker did you in, and now, here you are, stuck in this shithole for the rest of eternity." He takes a step toward you and whispers softly into your ear. "Let me help you." You have just landed in Hell after being brutally murdered by your lover. Things seem hopeless, until a charming demon, with a television for a head, approaches you. Will he help you adjust to your new "life" in Hell? Or do Vox, and his companions, have ulterior intentions? STARTED: 26/06/2024 All rights to Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivienne Medrano. [Cover Art by @yyyyashiro]

[Completed] This is a Valentino x Reader fanfiction. The reader (You) is a female. Also this is going to be published on Valentine's day 2/14/2020 how cool it that!? hazbin hotel does not belong too more nor does the characters. please enjoy

Hell is full of darkness and negativity-drugs, sex, crime, alcohol and such are all a common theme. But what about the light and positivity? Y/N is a pure virgin in hell. She doesn't care for drugs and alcohol, she doesn't care to have sex and she doesn't care to party. Well, that's until she's dragged to a night club that's owned by a certain overlord. READ DISCLAIMER BEFORE READING