Hell Storm
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Atheme watched the blood flow from her wrist, down her arm as she admired the red flow. The color inspired her; the color was amazing. The life coming from her wrist and the long sharp blade resting in her hand made her shake with excitement. The blood dropped to the floor, she could hear it pooling. Drip, drip, drip. The sound of death and the memory of the screams from their mouths, it was bone wrenching. It amazed her and made her want to hear more. She put the blade to her wrist and slid again, and again and again. The blood flowed fast and poured. It no longer made the dripping sound, it just poured onto the floor making the puddle of red bigger. Her vision started to blur and blacken, and she felt a horrible burning from her arm to her throat. She felt the pain of being ripped out of her body. She was dead! Flying back to the memories she once lived to achieve her goal…
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"𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞- 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞 𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧, 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞." 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. This book might be triggered you⚠️, so read at your own risk. Started: 7th March, 2024. Ended: 12th July, 2025Complete
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Book #1 in Sinful Series RUDRANSHxAADHYA "Do you know what I do with traitors?" His voice was hard but shaky, like he was barely holding back his rage. I shook my head, fear gripping me as I tried to stay still. His lips twisted into a cruel smile, amusement mixed with malice. "I make them regret it," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The knife hovered near my throat. My heart raced, each beat echoing my terror. I didn't dare move or breathe as his eyes searched mine for any hint of defiance. "But since you're mine, and I can't hurt you," he continued, his voice calm despite the heat of his breath, "I'll go after the one who dared to touch what's mine. He won't see the next sunrise." Tears filled my eyes, and I shook my head. A cold chill ran through me as his tone turned deadly. "I'll make him suffer," he promised darkly. "He'll beg for mercy, but by the end, he'll wish he never even looked at you." His lips brushed mine as he whispered, sending dread coursing through me. "And when it's done, you'll know how far I'll go to protect what's mine." I looked into his eyes, the horror of what was coming sinking in. There was nothing I could do to stop him. The storm was coming, and it would leave only destruction behind. Join Rudransh and Aadhya on their rollercoaster ride, where betrayal and mistrust threaten to tear them apart at every turn. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and the line between love and hate blurs, they must navigate the dark shadows of their pasts and the dangerous forces that conspire against them.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.
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