Helltaker. Novels & Stories

Max’s eyes twinkled as he spoke, as if he thought I was literally the best thing this world had to offer. Well I wasn’t. I was just me, Snow. A Vampire Hunter… And now a Vampire as well. “Max, I’m not any of those things, I’m just Snow, the Vampire Hunter. Period. You are mistaken if you think my presence will help your company at all.” I said. He just shook his head in disbelief.

Gargoyles lined the path on either side of them, soft growls emanated from the stone protectors. "I told him he should upgrade these things. Why can't we have a three headed hound like Hades and Persephone?" Zalakai asked openly. One of the Gargoyles shifted its face from stone and bared its teeth at Zalakai menacingly. "Oh, how scary." He said sarcastically before he snapped his fingers. The Gargoyle grumbled into dust where it stood.

I would've smiled if fear hadn't gripped my heart, threatening to still the pounding thuds hammering in my ears. Henchmen was the Scorcher's name for the law enforcers that patrolled the perimeter of the walled Cities. Each town had their own legion and the scorchers hated them all, almost as much as the henchmen hated them.

My mate, Alex, had a childhood friend named Emily who was a healer. When she discovered that I was a highly sensitive person, she volunteered to put me through what she called 'desensitization therapy.' The first time, she told me I needed to learn to control my emotions, so she locked me in a noisy bar's storage room for an entire night. The second time, she said I needed to overcome my tactile sensitivity. She drenched me in ice-cold water and forced me to stand in the freezing wind for three hours. Alex was present every single time. Each time, he told her, "Thank you for all your hard work, Emily. I know how much you're doing for her." Then came the banquet, where she poured an enti

My voice cracked. She immediately became serious. "What happened?" "I need you." "Where are you?" "At the hospital." There was a brief silence. "What happened?" I swallowed. "Adrian Keller is dead." Silence. "What?" "They found his body in the basement." Helena didn't speak. "His eyes..." I struggled to continue. "His eyes were removed." Her breathing changed. "Are you sure?" "Detective Hale told me himself." I sat down heavily in my chair.

His spiked club slammed into my hellblade with a deafening clang. The impact tore the weapon from my grip, sending it spinning through the air before it clattered uselessly against the stone below. “No!” I cried. Taurus planted his hooves into the ground and stomped with brutal force. “Hellish Stomp!” he roared, laughing as the arena shook beneath us. The ground cracked violently, the rocks trembling like they were about to collapse. I struggled to stay upright, my knees buckling as the stone beneath my feet split apart from the tremors.

Sienna was married off to a butcher, and I heard the man had just beaten his last wife to death. I'd told them before. I was the one who lifted her out of the mountains, and I could just as easily send her back to hell.

I’ve officially lost my mind. I was born and raised to be a Hunter, to kill the supernatural beings that endanger the lives of humans. I was trained to kill vampires, not fuck them. Yet here I am in an alley, literally balls deep in Daniela. I shouldn’t be doing this. I really shouldn’t be enjoying it this much either.

Scott told him. “I need my fucking arm!” Ryker shouted, shoving at Scott again. The Healer lifted both hands and backed up as if to say he could just go ahead and bleed to death if that’s what he wanted to do. “Fine--but what the hell are you doing?” Scott asked him.

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'