Hellhound Cerberus Novels & Stories

The Cerberus were a three-headed dog, that guarded the gates of the underworld. "No, I haven't felt anything as strong from them since the last attack." Lilith could feel the underworld she could feel hell, as in when they used their power, at least when one person used their power, she could feel it, for a reason she was trying to figure out and had yet to, but she could. "Alright wolves?" "My people wouldn't be so sloppy, with their killings, I taught them better." Ophelia chuckles, amused.

--------- Underworld Tore POV I feel strange like I smelled a dreadful odor from somewhere. I called Sabina, my new lady Damah. " Why you called me my Lord?" She put on her knees in front of me. We're immortal so even years passed by, our face never gets old. We stay the same as ever. " Did you smelled something strange?" I asked Damah about it and she noticed the bad odor too. " Yes, since this morning the odor spreads and even Cerberus sniffs it too!" She mumbled. Cerberus is the checker of the underworld of the dead souls who were passing on the river Styx if this soul will go to the easy test or the hard test. This will determine whether they reincarnated into an animal or plants.

He didn't want to think of the things that happened to her but the fire in him screamed to kill the ones who had hurt her. She was a mystery. He never thought he'd ever get to know anything about her and now she bared her soul in front of him. He felt like shit for playing with her heart like that but maybe he could make everything alright. Hunter couldn't even fathom the thought of her finding out his plan. She would be shattered. 'Hunter,' Luca mind-linked him. 'Yeah,' Hunter's response was tired. 'Berolt was a wizard who worked under Alonso but was killed by rogues at the age of twenty-nine,' Luca said.

The growl became a roar. A steel claw punched through the floor, scattering sparks. Then another. The creature hauled itself up: a massive wolf-shaped frame made of muscle and machine, eyes burning electric blue. Tubes pulsed along its neck where veins should have been. The Cerberus prototype—Julian’s final experiment. Aiden whispered, “He merged a rogue with tech.” Dante didn’t answer; he was already firing. Bullets tore through metal plating, but the beast hardly slowed. It lunged, claws raking concrete where they’d stood a second earlier. The impact shook the whole chamber.

The words erupted from my chest in an intense, predatory roar. But her scent had vanished. Rain began to pour, interfering with any chance of tracking her trail. When I caught the smell of danger nearby, my fur bristled. I closed my eyes and heightened my Lupine instincts. There were rogue wolves lurking within the forest. More than that—there was a dangerous creature, one of Nocturnus’s lackeys, his guardian who hunted whenever his master unleashed him: a three-headed Cerberus, better known among humans as a hellhound.

He answered me. "W-why?" I can't help asking because I feel like protesting. "Because they are hell hounds. They don't have thoughts. All the things that will appear in their line of sight, they will kill it immediately." He answered me. I was shaking. Hell hounds? Cerberus? "Cerberus? Is that what you're talking about?" "I am surprised that you know it. It's a three-headed wolf, vicious and vile. Legend says, they are the guards of hell but were exiled and vanished. And now, they are here." This story told me and the horse started running again.

She looks at Samson looking completely lost then looks back to me quickly. “Who is Cerberus? I-I mean as in t-that Cerberus?” She stutters over her words. She seems frightened and I hear her swallow the lump in her throat her heart racing out of control. I had forgotten that Cerberus is fierce and capable of wielding the flame. Only she was forged by it. The flame runs through Cerberus' veins. Cerberus is known for incinerating any witch that comes within firing distance. “Yes, Cerberus guardian of the underworld the four-headed hellhound. Won’t she get in the way?” The white witch looks at me and I nod confirming their words. She paces and then looks at me again and I feel a pain in my ches

The name travelled on the wind, across seas, into the marrow of the world. “Cerebus…” In Olympus, Ellie sat on her bedroom floor, protest signs scattered, printouts crumpled. Her laptop glowed. She typed: Three-headed dog mythology. The first entry slammed into her chest like a blow. Cerberus — Guardian of the Underworld. Watchdog of the Pit. Slayer of Chimera. Ellie’s blood ran cold. “Oh no,” she whispered. Because if Cerebus was real… Then so was the thing he was born to stop.

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.

He thought, base on how she dressed kazuma thought she was a he. He then looked up at the hoodie's eyes and saw frustration in them, like they were glaring at a scary monster, but it wasn't him was it? He thought. When he noticed that the hoodie also froze and it seemed like whatever the hoodie was looking for was behind him. He quickly turned slowly to look at who or what was behind him. Still trying to turn… Renji had already pulled out a gun and shot Kazuma straight for the head…