Hellhound Found Novels & Stories

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

"Hah!" Hearing how skeptical Horey was, Huub snatched Helen's phone right then and snapped coolly, "Listen closely! I am Huub Droitner, heir to Droitner Inc.! That so-called Bloodcrane Spiritbloom?! I have it too! And I'm now demanding that you free your hostage!"

I nodded my head slowly as we shook on it, and this time when we both let go of each other’s hands after our handshake, we both knew we meant it. Later that evening, after the healers had completed their checkup and Ryder and his mother had been settled into rooms, I was in my study trying to go over some paperwork. Hazel was still missing. There was a soft rap on the door before it swung open and Kael cautiously came in, his expression dark. “Orion, we’ve searched everywhere in the packhouse”, he indicated broadly to make sure I understood how thorough they had been,” And the surrounding area. There is no sign of her.”

A hush fell as he dropped the bombshell, even the lake quieted, as if bowing in confirmation as the truth settled like dust in the air - silent, suffocating, but impossible to ignore. She was the Gate. And someone - or rather something - was trying to unlock her. Suddenly, the glyphs around the chamber flared as a single tone rang through the room—low, vibrating, ominous. “They’ve found us.” Selene gasped. “Who?” Xander turned sharply. “The Hounds of the Hollow,” she said, grim. “They followed her blood.” At those words, Evangeline’s body spasmed again, pain lancing down her spine like lightning as her veins lit up.

I am so lucky to have a mate by my side. I hugged him. I want to feel his body next to me. We are enjoying the moment when suddenly we heard a loud howl outside the house. We both let go of each other and turned to look outside. "What was that Hector?" I felt my heart beat faster. There is something wrong. Don't tell me, they found us. "I can smell the rogues. They found us, Luna," he said.

The door to her room opened with a creak, and Hildegard walked into the room with a glum look. “I have been looking for you,” Hildegard started, grasping Duncan's arm and dragging him out of the room. “I have terrible news.” Her words spiked his panic, and his pulse raced as his mime travelled to Erin. What if something happened to her on her way home? “Was she caught?” Duncan asked, worrying in his eyes. “Your girlfriend?” Hildegard asked, farrowing her forehead. Duncan affirmed with a nod, and she shook her head, parting her lips to say, “Something else. We found a dead wolf again. This time, he was hanging down a tree.”

She bolted back upstairs, her footsteps echoing. I exhaled, the moment stolen, my wolf snarling in protest. Anna’s lips curved into a shy smile, but before I could try again, my phone buzzed in my pocket, sharp and insistent. I cursed under my breath, pulling it out. Harrison’s name flashed on the screen. I answered, my voice tighter than I meant. “What?” “Rohan, we found another rogue track,” Harrison said, his tone urgent. “Near the eastern border. It’s fresh. You need to come now.”

I growled. “Oh, my lord…” a disgustingly familiar voice filled the phone, causing my wolf to stand on edge. “This is Helen. I have information about that girl’s whereabouts. Can you come, right now?” “Tell it to me on the phone. What did you find?” I growled, my wolf twisting with even more disgust for Helen. Even if Ella has been stupid enough to run to her, she couldn’t even pretend to be a good stepmother and protect her from those she ran from.

"They're really fast!" "Sub-level 10," Grog shouted, leading the way. "Down! Water stops scent!" They reached a rusted iron staircase leading down into a flooded lower level. They splashed into waist-deep water. It was freezing, black, and smelled of decay. "The water won't stop them!" Jack yelled over the splashing. "They aren't tracking scent! They're tracking heat! Infrared!" He could see it now. The Hounds weren't sniffing the air; their mechanical eyes were scanning the thermal spectrum. Jack, with his feverish body temperature, was a beacon in the dark.

He grunts, almost ready to disregard me. “Are you sure? Did you get confirmation or was that what you were told. The she-wolf we have discovered was found with the Hawthorn crest, and a large sapphire ring. She was also found with this photo.” I send him the screenshot of the photo through a secured link – watching as he opens the link – his breath catching. “That’s Juniper – my Juni bug.” He whispers, his voice breaking and a sheen of tears making his eyes look glassy when he looks up again and nods. “Proceed.”