Hellhound Anime Novels & Stories

The ground split as something rose from the rock, a figure larger than any shadow before, its body a fusion of bone and rusted metal, eyes burning with the same crimson light that had pulsed in the ruins. Vame’s voice was grim. “A Hollowed One.” The creature lunged. Elior and Bram moved first, their weapons meeting the monster’s shifting body. But steel did nothing. The Hollowed One’s form bent and reformed, its burning gaze fixed on Rael. He felt it inside his mind. The Hollow Crown knows you. Rael stumbled back. The book in his hands burned, the words shifting wildly. He barely understood what he was reading, but when he spoke them aloud, the creature screamed.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

“She heard your prayer reached out to Dad. Together, they took the soul that belonged to Kelsey’s wolf spirit and gave it to a newly-matured Hellhound. She will be with the family for centuries to come. Once she dies her natural death, she will be reborn and given back to the family. Apparently, Kelsey was in full support of this when the Goddess Selene approached her. Let me introduce you to Nebula.” He snapped his fingers, and a beautiful Hellhound appeared. She bowed low to both Jaxon and then Sansa, catching the latter by surprise. They might not have completed the bond yet, but I would assume that the Hellhounds could sense it. Angel dropped to her knees and held her hand out to Nebula

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

THE TALE OF VERDUGO. “I don't understand.” Hilda sat beside her. "Did you say I have the venom? Like, you mean I'm cursed? Forever?" She cried. "Calm down. All I know is that Verdugo is the only one with the venom and the only one to probably give it to you," Hilda placed a hand on Keondra shoulder. “Which is impossible because according to stories, he stopped existing like a hundred years ago. So you see why this is bullshit? It's not true. Nothing is wrong with you, you're fine.”

Even the air smelt sweet with the scent of nature waking up again. Daniel waited on the porch of the packhouse as patiently as he could for Eva and Simone to bring their new guest over. Seeing the fragile looking creature sat in the wheelchair the healer was pushing, the Alpha narrowed his eyes, trying to recognise the doll-like features and pale complexion. It occurred to him that the victims had been left virtually unrecognisable after their attack. They had been nothing but a canvas of bruises and gashes. Daniel wouldn’t have known this girl was one of the victims unless someone told him. “Bethan, this is Daniel Wolfe. He is the Alpha of the Hellhound and Silver Moon packs.” Eva introduce

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

Seriously, werewolf hormones shouldn’t be this quick and wild at such an inappropriate time. I stood on tip toes, trying to look past the man obscuring my view. Once I did, I gasped at the horror of the sight. Zanicus’ eyes had turned full blood-red, and his canines protruding over his lip with abnormal length, and his claws looked like he had been digging land with his nails colored pitch black. Hunter immediately took a step back, blocking me from taking a step further with his big arm. “She was born for a purpose,” his voice coming out dangerously soft, like the sound of the wind brewing before a thunderous storm.

She darted behind a rock to change while Hazel quickly dressed in the black slacks and T-shirt provided. "Now you look more like an innocent, poor human being," Sybil taunted, eyeing Hazel critically. "Not someone who should possess a legendary golden wolf spirit." 'Give me a chance,' Aurum snorted in Hazel's mind, 'And I'll show you who truly deserves what.'

One hellhound is about six feet tall, which could easily tower anyone. I fired the black ammo at the first hellhound that I saw, which is pinning down one of the hunters. The other hunters in the vicinity try to help their comrade, but the hellhound just vanishes into the shadows. Impressive, I thought as I loaded another black ammo. Maybe I should ask Verphegor for more of these, but I won’t let him know that I intend to use them on him if he ever shows up in my room without notice again.