Bloody Hyena Novels & Stories

“Hyacinth, the black wolf of the North, she was supposed to be mated to me. We were arranged to be my mate. She --- she told me about their plan. And she told me… that they’re here to take us back to the Northern Kingdom.” I wished it wasn’t true. But then Meliodas Bluemoon walked in and soon after him was the woman in Black. Even Timothy was there, the man who fancies Dane. The woman named Hyacinth carried silver handcuffs and it sparkled and gleamed like her knife. The knife she pointed at Blue and made him cry like a small child. I couldn’t look away as sharp metal pierced his soft skin. Blue’s mouth opened slightly and his eyes got big. His knees buckled and crumpled to the ground, makin

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

Especially as they got closer to the city center, where she could smell the blood from beneath the skin of the humans, as if she could feel the blood flowing in their veins and this was not a good thing. "Can't princess Mila survive all the way to the pick- up point?" Kyril asked back in a doubtful voice. He glanced occasionally at Mila, who had now completely buried her face in Dom's shoulder, her face was hidden by her white hair. "They will bring the blood that is needed." Dom glanced at Mila, assessing her condition. "I am not sure..." he had never seen a vampire this thirsty before and Mila's growls just got more and more terrifying.

A pack of hyenas was rushing their way, all of them at three to four meters in length, each hardly shy in baring their sharp fangs, and their furs were standing upright as if ready for battle. Lei Bao lunged at them with all his lightning magic blazing. A miniature storm came and passed with numerous thunderclaps and lightning blasts and in the end, the entire pack of wild dogs was reduced into a slimy muck of blood and flesh.

"Wh...wh..what do you mean?" Rebal stuttered from where she stood, fully alert. "Leviathan!" Alex called at the Hyena that charged at him. It didn't budge and he was getting skeptical. "My Lord, in the name of Hermes kill this animal!" Rebal cried, the dust choking her. "Please, just kill the Hyena, or let me do it." The Hyena let out a shaky whimper before falling to the ground, limpid. But when he went closer, he could see its body moving with shallow breaths. He touched it and felt it shudder under his touch. When it would finally talk, it was in a low voice.

"Each cluster is a Hyena Cackle that is taking funds from the central leadership bank accounts." There were only about a dozen concentrations of bright lights across the map. Compared to the number of wolf packs that even Melody could name, it seemed the Hyena's really were on the brink of being no more. Melody had a flash of Jeremey's vacant, dead, unseeing eyes, his malnourished and bruised body. Leaving her frozen in place, she was still there, but it was like she was locked inside herself, and somehow underwater. The air felt too heavy and no ones voice sounded right, too slow, too deep, too slippery.

In the next second, she was already beneath the hybrid’s stomach who was busy biting off the delta-ranked wolf almost unmoving body. Soleyah clawed the hybrid’s stomach and rolled away to the other side. The hybrid’s innards immediately stained the snowy ground as it howled in pain before it limped down. This howl of desperation took the second hybrid’s attention. Howl! The second hybrid turned to the smell attached to the dead hybrid’s wounds, leading to Soleyah. Soleyah did not give it a chance to plan and retaliate against her. She leaped the distance between them while her bloody mouth opened viciously—showing her sharp canines, ready to tear off its throat.

What surprised me the most was that he got his Billionaire title at 21. Clyde has always been smart. I always knew he was meant to be successful one day, but I never thought it would go up to this type of scale. He has a security and tech company that the government and many people go to unfold everything related to tracking, hacking, and the dark web. According to many articles online, he's part of a circle named The Bloodhounds. Some reports mentioned that he has some ties to the mafia, which I hope he doesn't have because I imagine how dangerous it would be for him to be related to criminals.

A reasonable definition of truth is to unfold secret's. But what lies are there to be told? “An 18 -year -old girl has been missing since last month and now the police have found her body. Sadly, they found her dead. They could not explain the reason for her case and are still in the process of investigation. What was surprising was that there was not even a trace of the stabbing nor shooting on the girl's body that could have caused her death. Instead, they found traces of a bite on the side of her neck. It's sounded like there are really a vampire and people believe that it might be true—” I rolled my both eye's after I turn off the TV.

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.