All rights go to vivziepop as this is there world and character I just wanted to put a small spin on things. You are hellborn-a Hellhound, to be exact-the lowest of the low in Hell's rigid hierarchy. Born into suffering and servitude, your kind exists only to obey those who keep you firmly beneath their heel. Most born into such a life either break beneath the weight of it or sink into the lowest ranks, clawing out whatever miserable existence they can manage just to survive. But your life was decided long before you ever opened your eyes. Call it luck or call it a curse, but you were born beneath the rule of the Ars Goetia. A "gift," they called you-granted to your late father in recognition of his loyal years of service. From the moment you could stand, you were trained relentlessly, molded into something useful a capable protector, a loyal servant, and a weapon when necessary. Now you serve under Prince Stolas himself, acting as his personal assistant. The position comes with many strange duties, but when one serves a Goetia prince, unusual orders are to be expected. Still, even you couldn't have predicted where this path would lead. Because somewhere between royal errands, cryptic commands, and the whims of a demon prince, you have unknowingly stepped onto a path far more chaotic than you ever imagined-and there may be no turning back once the storm begins to follow.

After using the power of awakening and his battle with Yozora, Sora finds himself in a world he never expected. Hell! Can he survive in a place where all corrupt souls end up? And will he find a way out, or is his stay in Hell forever? [SoraxKairixOctavia] I will adjust the pairings later.

A Mysterious Brother of Blitzo. Mature Content 18+

You are the son of Asmodeus, making you the prince of lust. you also had a mother, but that doesn't matter after an extermination incident. After your 18th birthday, your father had decided that it's time to stop being couped up in the house and go out on your own and be your own man What happens when you acquire a business called I.M.P. and meet 4 assassins with unique personalities? Only one way to find out

This is the story about a young imp who was born in hell and living not thta normal life, but little did he know, he had some secrets he didn't know and he was gonna meet people who were gonna make his life more interesting.

Isaac was a normal young man, having it hard with a family who treats him like trash. His parents hardly pay any attention to him, and he has an overachiever of a sister. And when he does have his parents' attention, they just criticize him and compare him to his sister. But when Isaac learns that his parents sold his soul because they saw him as useless, his life would take a rather interesting turn.

A love story about a hellhound come to Earth looking for a family she had been forgotten by years prior, her wish is to reunite with them, but she ends up falling for the girl next door instead.

My first ever Wattpad story Completely written by me! I am not Good at writing At All, This is my first time ever writing a Wattpad story so If it's bad, I did my best. you can always stop reading..... ... As you can see I don't exactly have lot of confidence in my ability to create Wattpad stories, but I'm probably wrong... ANYWAY!!! In this Alternate Universe, Blitzø(who is in good graces with the Morningstar family) gets sent to trial just like the cannon timeline. Only one difference, instead of putting him to death, Satan decides to Banish him to a different Dimension, and this time, Stolas, and the Morningstar's, are too late to save him. However, in that dead Dimension he discovers a secret that will change him, and the Standard/Ranking of hell forever...

There was a fanboy, who is a fan of Deadpool and Hazbin/Helluva Boss shows. Until the lightning storm hits the TV and sends him into Helluva Boss world as Deadpool.

In the blazing chaos of Helluva Boss and the glittering damnation of Hazbin Hotel, a story begins not with a scream... but with a heartbeat. Many years ago, the infamous assassination crew of I.M.P - Blitzø, Moxxie, Millie, and Loona - took what should have been a routine hit. Their target? A secretive human cult in the living world, obsessed with demon worship and desperate to summon something ancient... something powerful. The mission went smoothly. Explosions. Gunfire. Screams. Typical Tuesday. But in the center of a blood-stained ritual chamber, beneath flickering candles and a shattered sigil carved into stone, they found him. A baby boy. Left upon a cold altar. Wrapped only in a thin blanket. Etched into his tiny chest was a strange marking - a half-circle crowned with five jagged points, glowing faintly like embers refusing to die. Millie's heart melted before anyone could argue. Against Blitzø's better judgment (and Moxxie's twenty-three logical objections), they brought the human child back to Hell. They named him Y/N. What they didn't realize... The ritual had not been stopped. It had been interrupted. Something had answered the cult's call. And it was still inside him. Born Human. Raised Demon. Destined to be King