Hellhound Powers Novels & Stories

They can already imagine him pulling the needle injected in the back of his palm out and dashing out of the ward with those new stitches, and returning with them broken. In fact, it was not the time to wait either. They all were aware of his mate's kidnapping and about the opponent he was supposed to stand against. It was a demonic creature. A Jinn. A beast with dark powers. Powers that were a hundred times stronger and more effective than the super natural powers the wolves possessed.

"Come and get it." The first hound lunged, its mercury body stretching like a whip. I didn't dodge. I caught it mid-air, my hand sinking deep into its shifting chest. I didn't use my physical strength. I let the heir take the lead. The child reached out. The Void-Hound didn't just die; it imploded. Its mercury form was sucked into my palm, converted into raw matter that fueled the golden fire in my womb. The other three hounds hesitated, their primitive AI sensing a predator that was higher on the food chain than they were programmed to handle. They backed into the shadows, their forms flickering as they tried to recalibrate.

She replied. "How did she kill them?" "She summoned a hellhound. She said she would never do such a thing and to her, it was considered evil. She's not a witch or anything like that. She's supposed to be a lorekeeper but she was born with powers. Powers that I have to." Zel said. "What exactly is bothering you, Zel?" "You don't understand, do you?" She shook her head. "To summon a hellhound, a deadly exchange must be made. I fear that my mother has made a deal with a demon."

“Very well, we have a deal. You give me your wings, and I will let Nevaeh and you go. As soon as you die, your powers will be mine. I hope sweet Nevaeh has strength because she will have to hold your dead body until you step out.” Using the same knife, he cuts his hand and observes as I do the same Our agreement is bound in blood. Lights flash where our hands meet, completing the blood pact. Once it’s done, Lukan steps back and signals to a camera in the ceiling. After a moment, a hellhound appears, holding a sword in his hand. “If you’re mortal, how are you controlling the hellhounds?” “Well, my dear, I had a witch cast an obedience spell on our little friends here, which lasted beyond my d

They were designed to pop a few seconds after an impact, releasing the silver nitrate into the system. They were quite effective against most creatures that were affected by silver. Older, stronger and pureblood creatures, however, could survive it if they got help fast enough. "He was a powerful vamp," Izzie gave him a grim look. Jake shrugged, "Powerful or not, I hit all three shots straight into his chest. Trust me, he won't last long enough to speak a word." Izzie wished she could feel reassured by that, but again that awful gut feeling was nagging at her.

"My body started moving on its own until I ended up in a bathroom. There were cups filled with liquid silver, syringes of wolfsbane, and a dragon's bone blade laid out like it was an everyday occurrence." "I was screaming at myself to stop but I couldn't do anything. I was pushed so far back into the depths of my mind. They made me drink the silver, inject myself with wolfsbane, and slice my arm with the blade," I paused to look at it. "Dragon's bone is the only thing we hounds are really poisoned with. It's harder for us to heal from the cut than anything. It caused my hound abilities to be weakened to the point the silver and wolfsbane started to kill me quickly."

"Move it! Now!" A lazy, sharp voice cut through the air like thunder. Everyone froze, staring at Hayley as she swung her palm, unleashing her impressive water element powers. Hayley was a Gifted, too! And a strong one, at that! Even Leonard, locked out and biting his nails, was stunned. He couldn't believe his boss was Gifted, too. How many hidden skills did Hayley even have? Bang! Crash! The water wall exploded outward. In an instant, every zombie surrounding them was blasted back by high-pressure water.

The metal of his armor didn't break; it vibrated apart at a molecular level. ​I dove into the fray, my obsidian blade humming with the "Spiral" logic. I didn't fight the Hounds like animals; I fought them like machines. I waited for the "Calculated Pause"—that split-second where the Hound’s processor reset for the next move—and drove my blade into the glowing violet node at the base of its neck. The Hound didn't bleed; it burst into a shower of sparks and black glass, its "soul" returning to the mountain’s central server. ​“They’re trying to separate the twins!” Vaneira screamed from above.

She kept her attention drawn towards the page the entire moment she flanked the pages of the Journal. Finally, after passing through so many Pages, Cassie smile as her eyes darted towards the Content of the Journal with the title "The Few Supernaturals With The Ability To Seal Their Scent And Imprint" Cassie heaved as she read, at First, she came across a saying that said, "The Hellhound, also known as the Black Dog or Bearer of Death is a specie of amortal Supernatural Spirit who possess the body of human. Been the Guardian of the Supernatural World, a being known as the Harbinger of Death, the Hellhound possess Pyrokinetic and Thermokinetic Powers which helped in Covering it's tracks, scen

“It would be best if we check it out, Big Brother. Haku, activate your Heavenly Eyes to track the whereabouts of that thing!” Haku nodded, it didn't take long, his Heavenly Eyes power had found the location of something that caused his eyes to alarm.