Hellhound Parrish Novels & Stories

“You bastard, I did all the work!” “And now you’re unnecessary,” Hound replied coldly, carving another mark into the doll. A sickening crack echoed through the alley as Puck’s spine gave way, and he collapsed onto the ground, his body shaking from the sudden paralysis. “There’s no honor in dying in the streets, old friend,” Hound said, crouching down beside him. “You should’ve known better than to let your guard down. Exhaustion makes even the strongest vulnerable, and you were far too distracted.”

Parish replied unbothered by the man he had just killed. “You lousy fool” Gordon screamed. “Watch how you speak to me or I might change my mind about selling this to you” Parrish recollected wanting to remain in control. “Dont you dare talk to me like that” Gordon yelled back at him with zero submission. Parish's men swiftly reacted, surrounding their boss in a protective circle. Suddenly, a shot rang out from a distant building, hitting one of Gordon's men. Chaos ensued as everyone scrambled for cover. In the midst of the confusion, Luke and Matthew managed to take down four more of Gordon's men from their vantage point behind Parish.

Eve was far out of my league— with her angelic face and her pale skin and the way she walked around like she belonged in heaven and not this piece of hell that I was constantly reminded that I could never escape from. But it was fine, because I had Lucille next to me. And we would always have each other. I met him when he passed his first assessment in the Hellfire Group when he was seventeen. A room filled with other men twice his size and his age. He had ripped them apart with his hands and teeth, chewed on most of them like a wild dog. That was where the mad dog title came from.

She was already looking back to forth like a lost puppy as if she was afraid of someone, seeing her. I was getting frustrated because her face was still covered. She went down to the receptionist, shared few talks. Just when I thought of shutting off the laptop, the haggard girl from the video looked behind, her face facing the CCTV that we were playing. The first thing that I saw was her green eyes. I jumped out of my chair in shock, my breathing coming harsh and rapid. I growled her name, out loud, " KIERA STEVENS!" Fuck!

One of the hounds advanced with saliva dripping from its saw-toothed jaws. She shouldn't have been able to get past. The wards would have kept her at bay. Unless.... Morgana's laughter curled on the wind, low and scornful. "Nasir" Her voice coiled around my head like poison. Trinity's eyes darted to me and relief etched on her face "Nasir!" The hound attacked. I had not thought that my body had moved before my mind had caught up with it. One heartbeat I was on the ridge, the next I was crashing into the beast, shoving it away from her with a bellow that rang through the night.

Zander remarks, in the annoyed tone of his that practically implies, 'let me handle this'. I roll my eyes at him, but ultimately agree to be quiet as I sit back down in my chair. "What can you tell me about this Huntress of yours?" Hunter asks. Zander spends the next twenty minutes explaining everything we know about the Huntress. From the task we assigned them to the Huntress being able to hack into what was considered until now, an unhackable security program. We didn't know much about who the Huntress really was. They were still a mystery to us, and only continued to prove to be a formidable enigma. A person that we were lucky to have on our side. I just hoped that our instincts were righ

The palace the throne hall until everything was utterly destroyed to the point that no one will ever recognize that the place used to once be a beautiful and fine land. Quesa became forgotten. * * * Meanwhile, at the hospital there in Ki Dollarama, Abigail sat cursing within her praying and wondering why her powers wasn't immune to possession. The sorcerer Ceralph had possessed her to the extent that one would believe that she all that on purpose and then stopped at the last moment as though she was trying to achieve something. Zeres was just sleeping while his body remained in a dark shade of blue due to the poison and Abi was so upset about herself. What would she do now?

Parrish said over the phone, trying to conceal the pain in his voice. "Parrish, what were you doing with Veronica's brother in the woods," Lucas asked, his voice laced with anger. "I told you not to do anything till I decide on the next step. Why did you drag Henry all the way from Crescent Pack to the Nightshade Pack." "Chill out man, I happened to see him at the restaurant today and when I approached him, he acted like he didn't know me," Parrish replied as he winced in pain from the injury he had sustained during the fight. "I'm sorry for being reckless but I couldn't stand the sight of Henry and his worthless con artist of a sister—"

She approached him and cried out, "Mr. Delbert, you have to uphold justice for me." However, her voice lured a colossal creature, causing it to lunge at her. Frightened by the glint in its blue eyes, Colleen screamed and fell to the ground. Her comical appearance elicited laughter from onlookers. "Hahaha! Old hag, scared much?" Harriet jumped out, hands on her hips, proudly observing Colleen's sorry look. Only then did Colleen recognize the ferocious beast as the mastiff kept by Delbert. This beast devoured people.

Slowly, the paralysis faded, and I took an angry step back, rubbing my throat where his command had hit me. "What happened in that cave, Theodore?" Evander asked. He stepped closer into the shadow of the velvet curtains, his sharp eyes pinning me down. "What are you not telling me?" "Nothing happened!" I snapped, my heart hammering against my ribs. "I saved your miserable life, and you're treating me like I committed a crime!" "Don't play dumb," Evander demanded, his brow furrowing as his scent began to spike with frustration. "An Alpha's Voice doesn't work on another Alpha. It shouldn't have done a damn thing to you. So tell me the truth. How did I survive that venom?"