1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 12: The King and Queen of Hell


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    over, smashing into my body while Alison smirked above. I tried to protect my body, curling up into a ball, but she kept beating me. Bones broke, my skin raptured. I should have died. But there was no escape from pain in Hell. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alison de la Fuente I savored watching my wife beat Brandon's body into a howling mass of pulpy, bloody flesh. Blood splattered my wife as she worked, screaming out her rage. We had spent years hunting down Warlocks, using them as surrogates for this monster. And now she finally has her revenge. I glanced at the gaping, Japanese woman. She was vaguely familiar. A warlock Desiree had killed decades ago. The woman watched in stunned horror at the ruined form of Brandon. She would be Emi, Brandon's queen, a vile woman. Up the steps to the palace, Master and Mistress walked arm in arm, followed by a train of the sluts and maids. Bodyguards rushed ahead, led by Chasity in her silver armor. It was so wonderful to see her again. “I present Brandon and his queen, Master,” I purred when they reached the top of the stairs. Master's blue eyes flicked to the bloody heap. “Desiree was eager to have a reunion with her ex.” “She earned it,” Master grinned and Mistress nodded her approval. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mark Glassner In the throne room of Dis, Mary and I fashioned a pair of thrones—comfortable thrones—for us to sit upon. I reached out, holding my wife's hand as our friends, family, and servants filled the hall. The ...
    bodyguards dragged in the prisoners we had taken and liberated. Brandon had been healed back to his bulbous, fat self. He knelt broken in chains staring at the floor. His wife tried to sit more regally. Lilith lay on her side, sobbing, broken and fearful of our punishment. Lucifer had been found in the bowels of the palace, a burned, broken husk of the powerful demon I had once made a Pact with. Other demons we had defeated in the world above were also located: Milcom, Dagon, Chemosh, Ashtoreth, and more. They all were broken, beaten husks abused for decades. “Brandon and Emi,” I declared. “I have heard reports of your torments and cruelties. You took delight in torturing your fellow prisoners.” “What we found in your dungeons sickened us. An eternity of torment is too good for you,” Mary spat. “Even that pitiful existence is not enough punishment. You do not deserve to exist.” Chasity strode up, wielding Annihilation, the blade of oblivion. It was a foul thing capable of destroying a soul completely. The sword brought a finality. Brandon blubbered hard as he stared at the blade. “Please. I can serve you. I can help you. You will need my advice. Please!” “The prisoners are condemned to oblivion,” I declared, staring at Brandon. “The fate of all those who will commit cruelties in Hell. The twisted, terrible practice of torture shall end.” The sword swung, the fabric of Hell screaming in my mind as minute parts of it were annihilated. The blade connected with Brandon's neck and the man ...
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