Hellhound Anime Novels & Stories

"Dragon's bone is the only thing we hounds are really poisoned with. It's harder for us to heal from the cut than anything. It caused my hound abilities to be weakened to the point the silver and wolfsbane started to kill me quickly." It was hard to hold back the tears as I told the story. Philo whispered comforting words to me that allowed me to look back at Mordecai's pained face. "My mate showed up and ripped the wolf to shreds but it was too late. I only remember hearing him call for help. Luna pulled my soul to her kingdom the second she got the chance. Apparently I was completely brain dead but she fixed me up enough I could live out the fantasy of what my life was supposed to be."

This troublesome psychopath had been a regular customer of hell and it was getting annoying. " I don't know I guess I was shot at the head this time" she pointed at the hole on her forehead with pride. "What did you do this time?" King yama asked with a long sigh Lilith let out a smirk filled with pride. She was ready to thrill King Yama with her wondrous adventure in the land of the living. " So there I was" Dramatic music suddenly plays, where the hell did it even come from" Jumping buildings, Soaring the sky...."

A Hellhound was on the school grounds. She moved slowly, not making any sudden movements as it walked towards her barring sharp yellow teeth. Its acidic saliva dribbled down and made a hiss as it made contact with the earth. She reached for the blade she always kept tucked under the waistband of her uniform skirt. She unsheathed it slowly and knew it wouldn’t do her much good against the Hound but it was better than nothing.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

Kayla and Nina stared in horror at that moment in time and Melodie who had been fighting, suddenly stopped and in just a split second, a staff was hit on the side of her head and she fell to the ground, unconscious. By now, Heyli was a full blown beast, standing on her hind legs and snarling. Her eyes glowed amber and Nina stared at Kayla in horror. "She's not like us," Nina whispered. The man who had been sent to attack them was also filled with shock. Immediately, he pressed a button on the receivers attached to him. "Over! A Kanime on sight. I repeat, "Kanime on sight!" Heyli could still feel herself inside this beast and she tried her best to return to her normal body but all she did was

Fennel and Philip looked at each other before walking toward the manor’s entrance. Suddenly, ten burly men with tattoos all over their bodies rushed out of the manor. They were outrageously stout like gorillas! Fennel and Philip stopped at the same time. The former stared coldly at the ten burly men rushing out and said softly, “Be careful. These ten people are the Hellhounds of the Hall of Evil, the top ten killing machines under the Dark Angels. Their combat level should be between the third and fourth zones. Although it’s not particularly high, their bodies have undergone special transformations. Once their power is fully unleashed, they can reach the peak strength of the fourth zone!”

Tristan and Randall were dealing with theirs. “Let’s get over this quickly.” Tristan smirked, cracking his knuckles after noticing that Persephone and Freya defeated theirs first. “Sure.” Randall agreed, getting pumped to fight this angel. “Come Forth, Ahuizotl.” Tristan brings forth his hound. Ahuizotl was typically portrayed with a very fearsome and maniacal demeanor. He had an additional hand on its tail to lure people to their death. “Let’s get over this.” Tristan smirked, moving his one foot back, his body converting to one of a beast.

Lexi gushed as she crouched down in front of the metal grill and stuck a few fingers through to scratch under the chin of one of the sinister looking hellhounds, "The big old meanie just doesn't appreciate your uniqueness, does he?" The hellhound's eyes seemed to glaze over as its eyelids lowered in an expression of what seemed to Allen, to look like ecstasy. He shuddered at the eerie turquoise light that seemed to penetrate the hounds eyelids with their unnatural light and glanced across in sympathy at the enormous direwolves that huddled together in the corner of the cage, eyeing the beasts and their clearly insane mistress with suspicion and a healthy dose of fear. "I sometimes wonder wha

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.

The woman hummed. “You have to kill the hellhound,” she said. “How can I do that? Hellhounds sense danger and they also know people with pure thoughts. There is no way I can kill him,” Alma said, clenching her fist. She doesn’t know who irritates her more, Lillian or her stupid pet. She feels like killing both of them cruelly and what they have both done to her skin can’t be undone. She wonders if Asher will love her with the scars. He is not even paying attention to her because of that bitch, and that hurts her a lot.