Hellhounds Mythology Novels & Stories

She smiles at the dark clouds, her red eyes rimmed with a small silver-ish circle around the pupil. Kohl describes her as a woman who was unforgiving. She never forgets, nor forgives. What she does is pray for the person's downfall, to the pits of hell. That was her revenge style. Kohl did not like her revenge style. Because, the Basilisk is a deity between the lands of hell and earth. In her basement, a dungeon built 297 years ago, is abode to over a thousand lost men and women whom she once performed 'justice'.

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

They were tiptoeing when there was a sudden loud bang, like a sound of a drum or a gong. Aiko was quick to pull Kalli behind the bushes. Their eyes widened to see who are making the noises. Kalli bit the side of his fist to stop himself from making any noise while he also covered Aiko’s mouth as she was about to scream. The entities are roaming the street, they are wearing a white long tunic with hood over their heads but they do not have distinct features because their faces have melted. Behind them is a boar-like creature which is emitting a stinky smell. Aiko removed Kalli’s hand and pulled her shirt collar up to her face to smell the detergent she used on it just so she won't puke. They’

Then I heard it the hissing chant off in the distance (what did it mean). Skoll is the name of the wolf Who follows the shining priest Into the desolate forest, And the other is Hati, Hrodvitnir's son, Who chases the bright bride of the sky. "They are the two wolves from norse mythology one who chases the sun and the other one who chases the moon, ragnarok starts after one eats the sun and the other eats the moon and the world serpent eats Thor and Fenrir will swallow Odin" Lagertha tells me

Monster will be an understatement it was something beyond that. When my foot touched the ground and I tip toed towards the back gate neither it was his security or Siddarth himself welcomed me but his three pets but for me they were most dangerous and cruel dogs, three hunter dogs. The moment I saw them in front of me growling and barking I felt like my blood was completely draining from my body. If it was three pet dogs I wouldn't have gotten afraid like that but what was standing infront of me whose height almost up to me. I have seen them before because Siddarth cares for them more than his wife. He will starve me or never bothered if I had anything but he always enquired about his pets.

Vincent stared at the book “I figured out what Riley is” I turned to her “She is a hellhound, you can check it yourself “ Vincent was still staring at the book, and I decided to look too “Hellhounds carry the punishment of their ancestors past” Cyrus said as he looked at the book In the book, I could see the image of a beast with fire surrounding it. There was a writing below it, which I could not translate, but it seems Vincent and Cyrus understood it So I was a hellhound

I thought she needed me as much as I needed her, but I guess I was wrong. I walk in my house and lock the door. I walk into my room and curl up in my bed. Who would have thought that my family would return and my girlfriend would change her mind about the spell? Maybe I am meant to spend my life alone. What was I thinking when I fell for the first person to not show fear from the sight of me? Maybe I am just a monster like the villagers said three hundred years ago when I killed the Vampire King. I'm the monster who kills monsters and that's all I'll ever be.

" 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.

A small smile crept across my lips. One of the treasures I gained from helping that foolish woman… Morrisa. I hovered the amulet against the wound. Warm energy spread through my arm. The flesh began knitting itself together. Few minutes later… The wound was gone. Just as the healing finished, a howl echoed through the forest. Not one of mine. Celdor’s wolves had found my scent. I chuckled darkly. “Good.” I reached beneath my cloak and pulled out a small bottle, then drank its contents slowly.

“How do the hellhounds work?” “What do you mean?” “Well, Teuf is a hellhound, but his littermate, Marley, is not.” “They’re chosen. Just like we are. I know the cats don’t have the strict structure that we have, but you still have your Alpha born,” Celeste said, and Jill nodded. “It’s the same. The stronger cats become Alphas, and the stronger dogs become hounds.” “Lineage?” “If a hound mates with a hound, they will produce hounds. They bond to their wolf for life, serve the Moon Goddess whenever she bids them, and have only one mate. Ever.”