Hellbound With You Novels & Stories

I peeled my eyes away from the engraving and up to her. 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."

"And no one can see what is happening. There is a spell over the two of us, as far as anyone knows, we are fighting, and before anyone realizes it, it will be too late for you. Now, you are mine." "Fuck you, Tanner." I snarled at him. "Oh, you will be my sweet, you will be fucked like the little whore you are." I could feel my energy dropping and the black spots started to dance in front of my eyes. I needed to fight through this and get away from him. 'Hela, please, I need you.' I shouted, but still, there was nothing. I fell to the ground, and everything around me went dark. The last thing I saw and heard was a three-headed dog howling in pain and coming towards me.

Gorius was worried for a reason. When we get to the arena, we see the man fighting off the greasy Banshees. They are like infinite in number and we, especially me with my vision can hardly make out where he is! To be honest, I was worried for Lucien at the moment. "I can't see him!" The girl beside me shouts. "We can't even kill them! How long is he going to keep up with them!?" The other woman shouts in vain. Indeed, I've heard that from many people now. Banshees are the worst taboo when killed.

Arion looked hopeful as if I would agree. “Yeah, and we don’t hate you. How could we ever hate you?” Arrow looked confused. “Yeah, you are way too cute, and smart, and” Arion paused looking for the word. “Sexy,” Arrow said. His eyes darkened before turning back to the usual amber color. Was I in some sort of alternate universe? What was happening here? That’s it, I died. I died and this is my hell. The Hell twins like me, Darren betrayed me, yup. I’m dead and have gone to hell.

Hadrian informed them. “They could be like us.” Colby hinted. “Perhaps, better,” Hadrian raised an eyebrow. “A Hellion is a supernatural creature created by a witch to do her desires. It can hypnotize people, make them forget everything they know about themselves, manipulate their minds, remind them of their worst memories and make them feel anguish. It can read minds and it is only vulnerable to what we call the ancestral blade.” “It reads the mind. No wonder, he was able to know what I was thinking and that's how he found out that you were supernatural.” Amaya proposed narrowing his eyes to Colby.

As her feet drew closer to the door, the low buzz gradually got clearer, transforming into a loud, high-pitched rasping sound. Recalling Kate’s latest bluff, Zia’s eyes widened with suspicion. Was she really going to?… No way! “Hey!” Zia shouted as she fumbled with the door’s lock. Throwing the door open, she jumped backward, just in time to avoid being split in half by her crazy best friend’s chainsaw. “Are you crazy, Kate?!” “Yes, I am. You are driving me crazy!” Kate screamed above the saw’s loud noise. She turned off the saw and Zia’s thumping heart slowly returned to normal. Her wide eyes remained glued to Kate’s furious ones.

With cautious steps, I gradually approach the shield, and to my astonishment, a small doorway materializes, granting me passage before sealing shut behind me. Slowly I venture further into the depths, ethereal figures resembling dancing flames emerge, their presence growing more pronounced as I draw nearer to the entrance. Overwhelmed by a mix of fear and curiosity, I halt in my tracks, uncertain of the mysteries that lie ahead and the purpose behind their beckoning call. “Fear not, Skyler, for we stand by your side as your unwavering guardians! We are the formidable warriors of the underworld, known as Hell's soldiers, ready to shield you from any harm that may come your way.” they whisper

Bastion opened the door and lowered his head to walk through keeping his eyes before him. Following behind him, Raven and her mama stole glances at each other in assurance they should continue following him. Neither of them were sure they weren’t being taken to their demises. “Bastion,” Alexandre whimpered, “Where are you taking us?” “Look.” Bastion pointed his long thick finger towards the other side of the room. There. The men that got away that day. Well the skeletons of them. But they had a tether to them. It looked like a spell bag hanging from each of their spines hanging over their rib cages. Bastion said some quiet words and the bones came alive as their spirits filled their dangling

Link stared at the screen, the audio still playing: "Prepare. Satisfy the Flame. Or the Hollow will not just awaken—it will rise."

She stepped into the faint candlelight, her eyes devoid of warmth. “The bond you share, the blessings of the goddess Alberto, is the only bridge between the living and the abyss” she paused “You must hurry, the tether is fraying. Every second you spend in doubt, the shadows tighten their grip on her soul.” I looked down at Sapphire. Her skin had turned a translucent, ghostly grey. The silence in the room was absolute, save for the frantic, uneven thudding of my own heart. “How?” I rasped, my voice barely audible. “How do I follow her into hell?”