Novelas y relatos de Hellbound!

He's not kidding. I nod. "Dinner's ready." *** 4am. The cabin door rattles with three loud bangs, followed by another three, and then another. It makes me wonder who the hell would come here this early in the morning and why they’re being so demanding. I rush downstairs to find Oliver behind the door and when he opens it, two large men stand glaring at him. “The doorbell is just as effective, you know,” he says sarcastically. “We’re looking for a lady named Bella,” one of them says ignoring his tone, while the other peaks into the house over Oliver’s shoulder. My heart skips as his eyes land on me.

He stepped out of the barrier, first his right foot then his left foot. “I am ABADDON, BRINGER OF HELL ON EARTH, I HOLD THE KEY TO HADES!” He growled ferociously, his face getting redder.. he flicked his fingers disbanding the elders, throwing them at the different corners of the hall, then he froze everyone of them. “NO!!!!!!!” I cried out. “I was only going to kill you, but because of what you have done today, I’m afraid they have been added to the list. And you will watch as I tear them each to pieces.” His grinning eyes pierced into my very soul, making me shiver in fear.

she tried to draw his attention. Dr Cullens looked up and wiped his sweaty forehead with his hands, and adjusted his glasses. "Done" he said and turned the laptop to face her. "Oh my!" she exclaimed, "You created a missing Mixed-blood on the record but not Bella Storms" she shrieked in excitement. He nodded in same vigour. "One more thing" he said, and she kept quiet, nodding expectantly "The bad weed amongst the plants has been removed for good" he announced.

Hezell lowered his eyes to the ground and went silent for more than fifteen seconds. When he raised them again, they shimmered red, identical to Hazel's when she tried to kill Landon, Steele, and Neon. "The Council won't be hearing of it because Hazel along with each and everyone of you will be buried underneath the rubble of this building." He said and stretched his hand towards them. "Run!" Hazel shouted, sensing he was about to do something, and everyone scattered about. Hezell's spell hit Hazel, flinging her up and slamming her hard against the tiled floor at great speed.

she says and her light begins to glow brighter. To me, it feels like a warm day in summer, when Einar and I run through the fields and feel the sun on our back. It reminds me of happy days, but for the vampires, it means death. “I, Leana Holstin, Guardian of the Realm, Councilmember to the supernatural world, and mate to King Drake Cazien do sentence you to death for your crimes,” she says and the light in her hands begins to glow brighter.

Ahead were huge iron plates in the shape of the doors tied together with steel wires and inside was a weeping voice heard. "Release me now." There was a loud growl heard and the next second was the desperate whimper of Stella. "I'm jabbed inside these huge iron plates Benjamin, please release me. Break these iron ropes, shatter the locks and smash these steel strings wrapped around me. Come on release me." The volcanic violent road brought shivers down Benjamin's spine. A MAN WHO DIES WITH VENGEANCE BECOMES AND STAYS A GHOST, UNLESS THE SOUL TAKES ITS REVENGE.

“You remembered nothing last night?” “What else is there to remember? I’ve had pain all over my body. I am also delusional that I keep hearing voi-” “What voices?” Convel asked. “Why do you care?” “We care because you’re one of us,” Alarick replied. I smirked and shook my head. “No, I am not and will never be.” “Last night you did.” I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness.

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

The bell tolled, and the sound passed through me, a deep, resonant strike that shivered in my marrow. Kael came at me quickly. Dark magic gathered around his hands like soot in a draft, and he released a jagged orb of shadow that struck with force. The impact burned across my skin, and my armor groaned. The bond flared sharply behind my sternum, pulling at something far away, a tether being yanked taut.