Hellhound Found Novels & Stories

" Arrow sounded feral as he spoke. I knew he was trying to keep his wolf under control. "We were just riddled with pain," I explained. "It wasn't ours, it was hers." My mother began to cry. "Goddess, please protect her and the pups," she begged. "Alpha, we may have a lead," a warrior's voice came through. "Tell me," I snarled. "We have found a tunnel, it leads into the abandoned dungeons," he answered. "I thought those had been filled in years ago," my mother exclaimed. "So did I," I questioned looking at my father.

The slow, terrifying realization. This was only the beginning. Then I heard it. A low, distant howl from outside the den. Not one of their pack. Not familiar. It carried on the wind, sharp and challenging. Thorne’s arm tightened instantly. His body went rigid. Aurelius woke with a growl. Cassian was already on his feet, blade in hand. The howl came again. Closer this time. Thorne’s voice cut through the dark, low and lethal. “They found us.

"Fine. I will tell you, if that is what would make you feel like sharing to me." Chaol looked around at his surroundings, making sure that none of the guards were listening. "What?" "I called for an investigation of my men's death a month ago, I believe you can still remember about the radio recording I have given you." "I've listened to it. The bastard has a terrible voice." Chaol sneered with a smirk on his face. "My men have traced remnants of his left garments, he is somehow lurking in the woods. My men also found Hallowed Dust on the ground, indicating that the creature might have been in a killing spree for Night Hallows."

The smell of the sea breeze mixed with the smell of blood was disgusting. Elliot became angry. Someone was deliberately against them! His subordinate jumped into the cabin and inspected the corpse: "The corpse is not hard yet. Henry is here!" Elliot ground his back teeth. "Leave a few people to search, and the others will follow me!" The watcher that Carson left reported the news soon. "Sir, Elliot has already found Henry. He has limited clues. However, it’s obvious that they try their best to find Jean. Unfortunately, it is still too late!"

I just wanted her to open her beautiful eyes. -------------------------------- HENDRICK BLACK'S POV:- Quinn: Sir! Hendrick Black: Yes Quinn. Now what? Quinn: Sir I have a bad news for you. Hendrick Black: Just say it already. Quinn: Sir FBI have found her. Hendrick Black: What? When? Quinn: 8 hours ago sir. Hendrick Black: And you're telling me that now? Quinn: Sir I just came to know a few minutes ago and I came straight to you.

Had they found it? Moving closer into the empty single-story house, in the kitchen, he found dishes smashed in the sink, glass shards glittering like a broken constellation on the counter. Where was Loucilla? She hadn’t been at the high school because he had searched there first. He lifted his head, sniffing the air, and froze. His wolf howled, and he choked back the sound that wanted to escape his lips. Shuffling back a step, he clasped the wooden door frame. His mate lived here. Nick fell to his knees, the floorboards creaking under the weight, his fingers touching parted lips that finally let out his wolf’s howl. He had found the one thing he felt he would never find, and she was the one

We can identify many cemeteries and destroy what we find, but we cannot find each person buried on private property. The two hellhounds we currently have are newly made. We came across them about six months ago. They aren't our first and we've been studying them since before the war ended. I'm brought out of my thoughts of hellhounds when Beck's sword comes uncomfortably close to my throat and I jump back. I realize I need my head in the fight or I'll lose it. "About time you woke up," Beck grunts as he blocks my strike. "The woman knows about the hounds and what made them."

I swipe through each tab on the screen. All blood tests results from Lucille taken after his little punishment today. Cortisol. Elevated. Perfect. Adrenaline. A spike. Then a fall. Endorphins. All hormones that are reasonable for me to find in him. And something else. Something that shouldn’t be there. “I personally don’t think this trip is safe, Chairman,” My secretary, Hanuel, says.

“Hey, if you want to be with Nate, he’s in the woods. You’ll need to take a shortcut through the back door, but he can be easily located.” “Oh, thank you!” Relief flooded her as soon as those words sank in. She abandoned the glass of water and stood up, excusing herself before storming out of the room. *** No amount of bracing in the world, however, could have prepared Allie for the sight she saw—a massive Alpha male black Hell hound. Massive. She could feel the power come from him in waves. Allie stepped over a fallen log while her eyes were pinned on scanning over the Alpha Hellhounds every move. A gasp slipped out of her as she recognised those bright emerald eyes as the Alpha ducked unde

“Aviva mentioned she thought so but couldn’t find any ruins.” “Obviously. This is a Firestone sight.” I swallow back my surprise and wring my aching hands. “I need to do some research, I think, on hellhounds and whether the Firestone’s used them. What if the hellhound did just in fact… die? And he came back here, to where his home was once, to take his last breath?” “You’re giving those creatures too much credit–”