The Ninth Circle

The Ninth Circle

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The Eight Circles of Hell have been common speculation for hundreds of years, but modern sins require modern punishments. Enter: the Ninth Circle. Paranoia has always been a part of Benjamin Leon's life. Night terrors, panic attacks, and sleep paralysis are everyday obstacles. After seventeen years of trauma, he has finally become accustomed to the terror. Medications, therapy, yoga ... he does all he can to keep his fear at bay. However, a new predator stalks its prey in the dead of night. When the demon from his childhood nightmares reappears at his bedside late one night, all of his once "irrational" fears come to life. It begins to move objects around the house and triggers hallucinations, but when the Other chooses to attack Ben late one night, he must make a choice. Will he fight back, or return to the Ward?
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It wasn't supposed to be a rescue. It wasn't even supposed to be real. A drunken dare. A reckless chase. A twisted game. Harry and his friends entered the house with one thought-to take what wasn't theirs. But the moment they crossed the threshold, the game turned against them. The doors locked. The walls shifted. Their desires became chains, their laughter swallowed by silence. At first, they thought it was a man-a monster lurking in the dark, toying with them. But the deeper they went, the more the truth clawed at their sanity. The house was alive. And it wanted them to suffer. Time unraveled. Lust turned to regret. Hunger turned to madness. Their mistakes tightened like a noose, and soon, Harry found himself losing more than just his way. He was losing them. And the house was still watching. Because no one leaves until it is done with them. The House That Whispers

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