Hell Hound Novels & Stories

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, I ask him. He raise a brow. “Does the little she wolf want to know more about the big bad hellhound?” I laugh. “You..you did not just call yourself that”. He laughed. “I did, didn’t I? There’s more to hellhounds Crinka. One, we’re undeniably sexy”, he said with a smirk. I resist the urge to laugh. “Two, a hellhound bite can kill a werewolf, a vampire, and sometimes faes”.

"Put the gun away and back off." He doesn't move, so this time, I take him by the arm, easing him backwards. The pitch is low. Whatever's producing the sound is big. As we retreat a few steps, the owner of the sound emerges. And he's a whopper. Black, with ginger face markings and eyebrows, this dog could be cast as 'Hellhound of the Year'. A Rottweiler, he crouches, body hanging low, ears laid flat back. His eyes are white-rimmed and his lips pulled back to display ranks of pristine teeth.

Lucy said calmly “Let’s see, Low level demons couldn’t survive in hell so they came to earth to survive however, they had to depend on lowly beings to survive “ Lucy smiled “how could such prideful creatures be happy? so they formed some sort of organization and were luckily able to successfully create an army of soul suckers. With this, they began their conquest on earth, sucking the souls of humans to become stronger “ Gordon clenched his fists “I definitely did not.... “ “ I do not suspect you” Lucy cut him off

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.

It was the howl of a hellhound on the trail of its prey. “That son of a bitch.” Hel stood up and rotated her shoulders. “Fine, I’m in the mood to kill something.” She glanced down at Serenity. ‘Jor you better get your ass back here. She is fading and I just heard a hellhound. I’m sure it’s headed this way.’ She commentedmentally and her senses flared. They were coming toward the front of the house, she felt demons and just the one hellhound. Farther out she felt a couple vampires and then Surt himself. Well shit, she relayed that information as well.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

Adam yelled at the strange beings. “WHERE IS THE BOY, WHERE IS THEO, BRING HIM!!!” The hellhounds chorused as their eyes transformed to a shade of pure yellow, their body began to burn with fire as their clothes melted leaving them with just their under wears, claws crept out from their fingers and nails and fangs grew from their teeth as the room was filled with extreme heat. “What the….. fuck, run!!!” Harry yelled and the latter turned to run but an hellhound moved at an incredible speed as he appeared before them.

“You must know why I’m here, Leno. I need someone with your skills to help me locate someone and a hellhound. I’m willing to fund any resources you might need. But I need assurance that you’re capable of the task.” Leno met Zane’s gaze without faltering, his voice carrying a calm authority that belied his usual demeanor. “Finding beings like hellhounds is no easy feat. They’re not creatures that leave trails or signs for anyone to follow. But if they’re out there, they can be found—with time and patience.” Lionel, who had been listening intently, leaned forward slightly, scrutinizing Leno. “Patience isn’t a luxury we have. Are you telling us you’re confident, or are you just buying time?”

They snarl, bark, and snap their jaws, feeling the icy bite of death as they circle the group. “What the fuck are they?” Brody asks and I try not to laugh. “Hellhounds.” I say when they drop to their knees. A loud growl causes the ones that are circling to whine and submit. I smile as I look up as she steps forward. She snaps her jaws at her pups, teeth barred, lips pulled back as she gets closer to me. I look at her. Her eyes clear as she sniffs my face, and I giggle when she licks my face.