Hellhound Found Novels & Stories

She approached us, wearing white clothes, hair opened, and one eye was bleeding. The familiar black cat was behind her. "AGHHH! G HMMMM!" She screamed in a demonic sound. Low pitched and cracking every time she yelled. I got chills down my spine when she was in front of me. So, she was Lisa Dorling. When she gasped, I could feel my breath halted. She glared at us and left from there. "Appreciate that you were in this jail. Otherwise, you were dead." I was starting to get suspicious. What was all this happening? Anxious, unsettled, I was losing hope.

A bored yawn surrounded him, since since he had come with Kyle and Sirana in hiding, they hadn't been able to find any of them. These scoundrels, their minds must evolve with the developments taking place, as their intelligence is higher than before, and this makes them feel helpless as they find it difficult to track their tracks. He straightened up in his seat, listening for a movement coming from a close distance from him, a rattle, a scrabble, and a buzz. After carefully examining the situation and deducing what happened, he drew a malicious smile on his face, jumping from his shrine towards the ground, causing intruders to scatter in every direction, right and north, east and west, and

➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Hellhounds Kingdom: Finding the scents of those who came to the palace was that hard as long as it was Ruthless searching for them. He traced their smelling smell until he got to a house, a bungalow. Kicking the door once, the door broke into many pieces and he walked in, it had a big space. He saw some Hellhounds who suddenly became alert when they saw him. But who he was looking for wasn't among them. He smelled him and opened the only door in the house which led him to his target. His target and some others were discussing and stopped when they saw him, a small table was in front of them.

RILEY Six hours ago... Three weeks and four days. That’s how long it took me to find him. Silas. I’d combed through every inch of this town and the next, chasing whispers and scents that barely lingered. And finally, they led me here. To a house buried so deep in the woods, it was practically a myth. But myths didn’t stop me. The moment I caught his scent, my heart thundered. Relief was short-lived, replaced by the ice-cold reality of what I’d have to do next.

He found something! The powerful howl of Hunter, Zane's wolf, was heard a second time, as we were running on all fours towards the sound. The metallic smell of blood together with something rancid filled the air. 'Even I want to gag from it' mindlinked Flame. An actual gag sounded from Diego, Marco's wolf. 'What?? It's disgusting! What died here?' Marco replied after looking at him surprised. 'It's something underneath here!' Zane minlinked. Hunter was digging wildly under a pile of dry leaves and wooden logs and as suspected he found a small trap door.

’ Helen thought and began to feel guilty. “Do you think I have the time to joke around with something like this? Are you going to believe me or not? I have found them. I had a private investigator looking for them too, so you weren’t the only ones working.” She responded, returning the glare James shot at her. “Oh my… where are they? Take us there? When did you find out?” “I found out early this morning! We’ll head there right away. Where is mother?” She asked, and they all exchanged looks.

What about the others? One of the first pieces of information I had given Hades was about the secure enclosure of Hellhounds. He was bound to assume that the pack had returned to his domain to steal souls. “Let’s seek higher ground,” I whispered to Glinda. “Maybe we can see the others.” She ran through the trees, and I swore that some of the branches were trying to reach for us. A few grabbed my arm but snapped off as we passed. My breath turned shallow. Even the dead trees in Hell were hostile.

It was the howl of a hellhound on the trail of its prey. “That son of a bitch.” Hel stood up and rotated her shoulders. “Fine, I’m in the mood to kill something.” She glanced down at Serenity. ‘Jor you better get your ass back here. She is fading and I just heard a hellhound. I’m sure it’s headed this way.’ She commentedmentally and her senses flared. They were coming toward the front of the house, she felt demons and just the one hellhound. Farther out she felt a couple vampires and then Surt himself. Well shit, she relayed that information as well.

But I won't truly know until I arrive and see for myself. As I carefully clear away the tangled branches blocking my path with my trusty blade, my heart drops suddenly at the faint, haunting cry of a creature I had learned about in the past—a mournful, echoing call that sends a shiver down my spine. The Abyss Lurker. Fuck. I was right. Hazel was in trouble.

Chocolate brown orbs were dull from exhaustion, pain and guilt and her head throbbed from the tears shed and constant fear she had been living in since she could remember. The news about the Hellhound Beta being killed had reached her just as it reached the pack around her. The shockwave it had caused within the community had surged through the pack like a river bursting its banks and tearing through everything in its path. It had left a path of devastation and grief. Naturally, everyone had been stunned but Bethan had been far from surprised. She had been dreading this moment for a long time.