The Seeker, Chapter 36
Yuck, only pervs wore clothes in hell!
To Dream of Darkness II - Ch 32
I felt that hell gate open, hell spawn, and came at once to stop you. i will send you both back to hell for another hundred years, before you harm these people and their city!"
To Dream of Darkness II - Ch 31
And how do we get to hell?" sarina asked. "you have a gateway to hell right here. a summoning circle allows my kind to travel from hell to your world.
Reflections of the Past.
I soon spent those few nights fleeing to the outer reaches of hell in search of a way to freedom. i had betrayed heaven, and hell had no fury like a higher demon scorned, so i slipped through the cracks.
The Seeker, Chapter 30
Like hell, they will, she thought.
The Seeker, Chapter 29
Kelso after we got back to hell things got crazy for awhile, as usual.
Rant's beginning
He grinned, his long tongue licking across my forehead, "you're a hell hound, girl." "good to know." i said, laughing at the strange feeling. "your fur's really soft..."
The Seeker, Chapter 25
Plus the chair was as uncomfortable as hell since it was carved out of obsidian; most furniture in hell was stone or metal, it lasted longer that way. wood was very rare, and didn't last very long.
Fox and Crow: chapter 1
D was never very good at keeping track of time, but he was fairly certain that it had been less than twelve hours since he'd found himself in the eighth circle of hell.
Blue Eyes
"you just crippled the largest facility for the holding and execution of hell-touched in all of north america. you also killed all of the top judges involved in every hell-touched execution in the province in the past three years."
[noyiff] Cerberus Journal - Two
We had walked a long distance through one of the greener areas around the Styx. Mostly grassland, with a few borrows here and there. Our goal was to reach the forest, downstream. There was no rush, but we knew there were some newcomers who had banded...
Melancholy.
"...." -Drip, drip, drip, drip. A mahogany, free-flowing solution soiled the resting boy's front, a miasma pricking his nostrils, unceremoniously waking the Demon.- "Mor-Morgana..? Bride..well?" -Worriedly inquired Voso, to his tranquility they both...