Hell Hound Tattoo Novels & Stories

My focus glued to this stranger and my heart beating through my chest with the sensation I’m being chased, stalked, or hunted. He's exactly as the visions showed. Perfect as a man, with good looks, and sculpted physique, a presence that screams dominant alpha male. He’s muscular and tall, covered in black Aztec tattoos which are there for all to see as he once again turns towards us. The large blazing sun sign of the hunter on his left peck, right where I hoped it wouldn’t be and it seals his fate. The symbol has not changed in hundreds of years, and even though this is a tattoo and not burned, carved cruelly on the skin of the hunter, it’s still exactly as it’s always been.

He was afraid that his sharp fangs would hurt his fragile, delicate mate. Lilly saw that the tattoo was on Declan's chest, right where his beating heart was. It’s as big as Lilly’s palm and looks like a Ylang flower and a crescent moon in a circle, surrounded by lines that look like some tree vines. Meanwhile, Luca got the tattoo on his right, lower stomach, just on his sexy hips. And Finn has it on his right shoulder. The color of it is also different for the three of them. Declan is blue, Luca is white, and Finn is purple.

his tone is wicked as he nuzzles my neck, his hand moving to trace the tattoo, another one on his neck. It’s a large black wolf, surrounded by a full moon with my initials, R.S His tattoo on me had the initials H.S for Hades Solomon. “What’s your relationship with Damien Shadow?” he suddenly growled, “do I have to warn him away from you? Do I have to challenge him to a duel?” He's serious. There's jealousy in his voice. I laughed out loud, surprising him, and shook my head. “I guess I can tell you now. Damien Shadow is my biological brother.”

It's normal for wolves to present late John", Alexandra groaned in annoyance. "Shut-up pup, It is normal", John agreed." But somehow something feels off about this and that thing in your back and arm-" "It's a tattoo", Allen piped up." A pretty one of the moon and star". "Wait what? Let me see". Alexandra had no choice but to lift her hoodie up and display the tattoo like pictorial on her back to Liam. The alpha gasped taking a step back. "I've-", he stuttered." I've seen that before-those lines of star and moon".

As long as it wouldn't hurt anyone. I got Max's call after a few minutes. Walking away from the men who were mopping the floor, I took the call. “Any news?” “Yes, my alpha. The tattoo belonged to the men of the Scorpion Syndicate. That's their symbol mark. It's of a skull being pierced by an axe and an arrow prodding from its left eye. I can't be wrong about that.” “I see.”

I’m five foot ten. He whines and grumbles, and I stroke his massive head. “Yes, I know. She is ok,” I say to him and he huffs before he stands and moves to sit in between my legs. The Hellhounds can take down a wolf with ease. Their bites have the sting of icy death and they secrete venom that can kill a werewolf. Fortunately, they are extremely loyal creatures. Destinee has Anubis and I have always had Set. But he can’t swim in the depths, so Gaia has been keeping him for me.

They were from Kaden’s. The two-headed wolf tattoo on their chests was a dead giveaway to that. It was their pack’s trademark, and they were popular for it. I groan inwardly. This shouldn’t take long if I had my letter with me, but as I rummaged through the car I cursed. I should have brought the other car because I remember the letter from the council was there. Great. Just great. Suddenly, the biggest one with a bulky chest and huge muscles placed his one foot on the hood of my car. I raise a brow at him, but it’s as if he found my reaction amusing, and he chuckled.

“Skulls and bones signify death. Knives and waves signify the medium of death. Waves in the sense that the person died by drowning. Knives in the sense that the person died by stabbing or some other way.” “Sia mentioned that he tried committing suicide at some point.” “There you have it.” “Why am I seeing these things? Is it normal to see these things?” “For hellhounds, yes. The tattoos tell you how many times one has escaped death.” “And this information is needed because?” “If the tattoos have reached a certain number, it means that the individual in question is tired of life. And we, because we’re so merciful, we end their life for good,” he explained.

The second one is under complete surveillance and third one is only for the staff which only includes alpha and their betas. “Look he had a tattoo on his trample.” Asher pointed out and zoom it before showing it to me. I turned my gaze at road briefly before turning back to screen. The tattoo was of a big wolf eating its own tail. I have seen it somewhere. But where? “Reed watch out.” Asher shouted and I blacked out. The sound of glass shatter dropping in the background.

She was barely an adult and all of a sudden she thought she owned the words out of my mouth. “While we wear these,” I held up my wrists, showing off my chainless shackles to her back. “We’re Hellhounds. It doesn’t matter what pack we were from once upon a time, we’re part of this pack now. We’re Hellhounds and Valefar is our Alpha.”