Hellboy 2 Novels & Stories

Felix’s POV Blood and fire coursed through my veins as I walked through the hallway. That bastard had once again humiliated me. But I was not going to let this slide. I dipped my hand into my pocket, taking out my phone as I dialed Ingrid’s number. She was the best chance I had to take down that man. The Belmont was one of the strongest in the city, almost the same as the Reyes. Let’s see how much of a douchebag he’ll be when he’s at war with the Reyes.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

“Fuck, Dagger, what the fuck?” “Metal’s dead. I’m taking the child. You’ve got two choices.” I take out my cell and make a call without taking my eyes or the gun off Skull. Again, my wrist lets me know it’s in pain. Skull is smart enough to stay where he is. “Got her, be sure to park in the back.” I push End and pocket the phone. “I have friends coming for Kiley and then I’m leaving to take out Fox.”

Will was reluctant to leave and just nodded my head signifying everything was fine. Giving me an apologetic look, we walked out of the cafe. I turned back to the three Gryden brothers who were sitting in front of me. I smiled at them “Hello Dartron, and it’s nice seeing you here Thanos, you came right on time because I would not have been able to welcome you warmly, right Morpheus” I turned to Morpheus who was glaring at me Dartron was staring intensely at me “ the last we met you were really scared, that’s an improvement”

He spat at Megan, "And you, all you're good for is spreading your legs and -" "Silence." Hans screamed, a high pitch wail that had everyone shrinking back, especially when bright blue sparks and spears of electricity ignited and flashed around him, causing him to convulse and spasm where he stood. His eyes rolled back and a horrible gurgling sound spluttered from his mouth.

My wife, Anne Brighton, gives me a gray parrot. Every single day, it looks me in the eye and screeches, "Go to hell!" I send it to a parrot rehabilitation center, where they place it in a mirrored cage and play "I'm a good bird" on loop, three thousand times a day. Here's the thing—I've been reborn. In my past life, that parrot came into our home knowing only two phrases—"So ugly" and "Go to hell". At first, I believed it was merely mimicking what it had heard. But then my body began to fail. Sleep was the first to go. Every night, the same nightmare returned, and the same voice echoed through it, repeating those words over and over. "Go to hell." My appetite disappeared, and I wast

The impact cracked through the air like thunder. His shell split open under the force of both Hellblades. Cancer’s smug grin vanished. His scream echoed through the arena before his body shattered, breaking into obsidian dust that scattered into the dark water.

Some other features, including storage compartments, snack trays was also attached. I never went to a cinema theater before. I sighed remembering my childhood hell. No Dharani, don't go there. Control yourself. I was consoling myself when Akash interrupted me. "Angel, how about we watch some hot and romantic movie?" he asked with a teasing glint in his eyes. Hot and romantic movies? With Akash? No way! "No, I want to watch something different and thrilling" I said looking at him hesitatingly. "Ok then, shall we watch conjuring 2?" he asked with amusement clearly written on his face.

BANG BANG Gunshots could be heard and countless dead bodies could be seen all over the bloodied ground. Williams leaned against a car and took a puff of the cigarette in between his fingers. The smoke went up as his white hair glistened due to the moonlight reflecting on him thereby creating a very alluring picture. When almost all the cigarette had been used up he threw it on the floor and smashed it with his legs. Jason walked up to Williams and said “ Williams, we’ve caught the Don of the Black scorpion mafia group“

Shawn said again. But Billy no longer wanted to listen. He had to focus on what he had to do once he got to the house where Stephanie was being kept prisoner. His priority was to take Stephie out of there, take her somewhere safe, and then... go back and kill Stevens. That scum will never touch another woman again, much less his Stephie. He will send Stevens to hell, his rightful home. The rain stopped coming down by the time Billy arrived on Vallejo Street. He passed slowly by the houses, leaning over the wheel, looking prudently from one side of the street to the other, looking for the number seven. Luckily, he didn’t have to look for too long.