Hellhounds Novelas e Histórias

And this time, not able to control me, I inhaled as my body was still in the need of oxygen. "Good night, kitten" These were the words that I heard before the darkness consumed me and once again I fall into the arms of hell.

“Wait a minute. Isn’t your mom dead? “June asked. “She is. But for a brief second, it felt like she was still alive. I know it does not make much sense but given everything that we have gone through so far, that might be the norm now,” While they continue to discuss their abnormal occurrences, the ground underneath their feet began to rumble. “Are you serious?” June complains. “We have one minute apiece without some demonic crap happening around this,” Out of the ground slowly rose three large canines composed of rock and lava. “Hellhounds, “Madison said. “What page did you find I doubt? “ “None. It just seems obvious, “ “Good point. Any chance that one of you

“Wait a minute. Isn’t your mom dead? “June asked. “She is. But for a brief second, it felt like she was still alive. I know it does not make much sense but given everything that we have gone through so far, that might be the norm now,” While they continue to discuss their abnormal occurrences, the ground underneath their feet began to rumble. “Are you serious?” June complains. “We have one minute apiece without some demonic crap happening around this,” Out of the ground slowly rose three large canines composed of rock and lava. “Hellhounds, “Madison said. “What page did you find I doubt? “ “None. It just seems obvious, “ “Good point. Any chance that one of you

A force one again sucked her in from behind, making her inhale all the oxygen she thought she needed sharply. A stinging pain on her left cheek woke her up. A soft groan escaped her lips and her hand reached for her cheek. It was a warm and a liquid substance. Blood. Of course it was blood, she's in hell after all. It's filled with nightmares, demons, vampires and unusual, creepy creatures. "Lucius?" Her voice barely being heard as she called out. Her eyes scanned across the place, it was dark. Pitch black, "Lucius?" "Lucius is dead." It was the deep and manly voice that teased her and sang to her earlier.

"Oh, I will. Thanks." Truth be told, she could probably wipe the floor with whoever attacked her, which left me to wonder why she had shied away from him at the clinic. "Wait." "Umm?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did you know Deven?" She shook her head. "Never seen him before in my life. But he's a Hellhound." My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. "A what?" "Well, actually, he's Hellhound shifter," she corrected. "Those guys are made, like vampires. Real Hellhounds aren't. But you definitely want to stay clear of them regardless."

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.

He blushes a bit and looks forward again. “Anyway,” she sighs, adjusting the blue velvet hood of her cape over her head, “hellhounds are often people cursed into the forms of animals–beasts. Wolves, bears, mountain lions… whatever the witch that cursed them feels is best. They are controlled by the witches, like an extension of their magic. And over time, they lose all sense of who they used to be before, turning… rancid. I don’t know how else to describe them, but they’re awful.”

“Hellhounds?” I ask, slowly, not sure if my hearing is working correctly. “What exactly are – I thought they were stories. I mean, aren’t they just myths?” I can hear the sounds of ripping flesh behind me and despite my identity as a wolf shifter along with the darker impulses it brings, the vicious tearing sounds from behind me make my blood curl. “Myths?” Their leader studies me. “Hellhounds are not myths. They are dangerous beasts. Intelligent and blood thirsty. They are also the best demonic trackers.”

It was the howl of a hellhound on the trail of its prey. “That son of a bitch.” Hel stood up and rotated her shoulders. “Fine, I’m in the mood to kill something.” She glanced down at Serenity. ‘Jor you better get your ass back here. She is fading and I just heard a hellhound. I’m sure it’s headed this way.’ She commentedmentally and her senses flared. They were coming toward the front of the house, she felt demons and just the one hellhound. Farther out she felt a couple vampires and then Surt himself. Well shit, she relayed that information as well.

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.