Quasim II: King Inferno (Season Four: Inferno Gods, #2)

by Jahquel J.

They thought fire would take everything – my home, my woman, and Elijah. That I’d be nothing but ashes. They forgot who I am. I’m King Inferno. I don’t burn alone. The Inferno Gods don’t just ride—we burn everything in our path.

they now gonna find out.....

“We burn the faces of our enemies.” “Fucking flames burn slow because the Gods are Inferno,”

“Walk that rocket launcher back in that fucking house, Wy… I want my fucking house at the end of this.”

“Fuck.” I heard him mutter. “Nigga, you was gonna blow my fucking ho… never mind.” I quickly ended the call because the footsteps had stopped, and I was trying to pinpoint where the fuck these niggas were in my crib. I was killing niggas regardless, but if they picked my wife’s panties up from the floor and smelled them, I was really gonna lose my shit.

She held her finger to her mouth and pointed around the corner. If I wasn’t so mad at her, I would be turned the fuck on.

The fact that the Del Devils had something to do with this had me fuming. My uncle was the head of the Del Devils.

“Sir, can we get her name?” One of the paramedics asked. “Blair.” I looked up from my hands. “Blair Inferno.”

“Baby, this better than Call of Duty!” she screeched!

“You think I would be nutting inside of you, putting my dick in every one of your holes and tasting every part of your body and wouldn’t share a home with you, my love?”

Nobody could tell me that this wasn’t God’s doing. God does.

I send his biological pops to hell, and He sends me his son to care for and love. Funny how shit worked out.