Beyblade X Hell Chain Novels & Stories

My jaw drops. In front of me stands a massive ember wolf with four heads—that’s right, four heads each with razor-sharp teeth. Fire rippling through her fur. She takes off, tearing the two witches apart without even stopping. She is in front of her beta in a flash and shreds the witch within seconds. Her beta shifts into a deep black wolf with fire-red eyes and black smoke coming off of her. Andricia lifts all four snouts to the sky and lets out a howl. Instantly, every pack member of hers shifts into the same black wolf, with black smoke trickling off of them. Hellhounds—they are a pack of hellhounds. They all rip the witches apart quickly, and the witches start to retreat.

Mira frowned, pushing the magnifying glass away from us all," it's the mark of a hellhound. Whoever this G.K. is either knew high magick or somebody who did in order to make this. It's a teleportation necklace. To where? No clue. Probably to whoever made this." I felt myself pale at her words. Hellhound. It was a word that I hadn't heard since the day my father died. Something he'd kept a secret from me. The one that my mother had to reveal and she rejected me the second time for. Why the hell did my dad even know a second hound? "Mordecai?" Ashton nudged me again and I sighed. Mira was now giving me a curious look. She closed her small hand around the necklace and tucked it into her pocket.

Was he in an attic? As Gabriel dragged himself up by the sink, he realised that he had no clothes on, not even his boxers. He looked in the mirror, bloody hell he looked like shit, and when had he grown a beard and a full tattooed sleeve. Fuck, this was crazy. Gabriel studied the tattoo's, there were tribal designs on his arm and along his shoulders, and along his chest were letters, he could read them in the mirror the letters were part of the swirly design. "I love you with all my heart." Gabriel frowned, this was scary, there was a picture of a man on his chest above his heart, even in the tattoo this man was good looking. Was this a joke? He turned the cold water tap on and put his mouth

the King of the Dead quirked a smile as he had a look of contempt on his cold face. Then, he raised his hands and The King of Death’s Chain increased in size many times as it crashed into Darryl! The King of Death’s Chain was the strongest weapon in the Ghost World. Like Darryl’s exquisite pagoda, it could grow bigger or shrink. At that moment, the King of Death’s Chain had grown a few hundred meters long and it exuded a deadly aura in the air. Darryl’s face paled when he felt the deadly aura and he felt a chill go down his spine.

Chapter nine Laura pov “I’m gonna fuck you so hard they’ll hear you screaming my name, Jett.” His thumb dragged across my lower lip, slow and rough. His wet mouth brushed my ear, my voice low and shaking. “I’m begging you… please.” He pulled back, jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His eyes were black with fury and something even worse need. For a second, I thought he might lose it completely. Then, like a switch flipped, he reached up and unlocked the chains around my wrists.

Inside, supported by black velvet, was a thin, delicate anklet of gold. Delicate. Thin. And a tiny ruby pendant shaped like a flame. Sera scowled at it as if it were a living serpent. No letter. No message. Only the weight of it in her hand — light, but somehow confining. She flushed with rage and flung it against the wall. It fell on the carpet with a soft *clink* on the distant wall. Sera trembled with outrage. She wasn't his fucking plaything. She didn't belong to anyone.

Bradley and his friends were all together laying in the grass, and they looked around and smiled at their surroundings; vibrant green grass and trees, blue sky with no clouds as far as the eye could see, singing birds, and a perfect temperature. Their reactions changed as Hex and I walked closer to them and they noticed us. They all cowered and their smiles dropped instantly as they saw me and the demon next to me. Hex was a small man in his human form, his height barely reached my waist and his hair was short and pitch-black like his eyes. His stare could burn someone from the inside if he wanted, and his powers to shapeshift into any creature he wanted gave him unlimited power, not to ment

Hellion coughed twice and said in a low voice. “You can’t actually kill me.” She then pulled the chains towards her and hold her neck as she look up to Xegris. Their eyes meet while another stared back playfully in his gaze, the other coldly watching her. Hellion smiled at him making the man in front of her stared back with a hint of surprise. Xegris raised his brows as he cannot comprehend what she was trying to do. Hellion look at him with threatening eyes. She then held her own neck and squeezed it a bit as the stinging pain jolted her up. She then looked at the chains and twisted it as she use her own neck as the clutch completely binding her head into the steel.

Kaiden’s eyes closed as he began to sway on his knees. Pain finally erupted through my chest from our bond, and white hot anger washed through me. He couldn’t give up. He couldn’t let them win. “Use me!” I screamed, slamming my fists into the forcefield. My voice was raw from screaming, and as I pulled my hands back to hit it again to get his attention, he turned his head in my direction, his eyes cracking open. “Use me!” My eyes widened as the amulet around his neck began to glow. I had never seen that happen before, and I didn’t know what to make of it, but I could feel it. My amulet was burning me, trembling against my breastbone.