Romans & histoires Helluva Hound

Elena's POV I stirred in my sleep and felt something very soft under me. It felt like I am sleeping on clouds, so soft and comfortable. I don't want to wake up. I snuggled more into the clouds to feel heaven. But then I realized that I am not into heaven but in hell. I opened my eyes to see the devil sitting on the couch with a cigarette in between his fingers. His expressions were neutral and his eyes were unreadable as always. He was looking at nothing in particular. It seems like he is planning the murder of someone.

Dazed, Victoria stumbled to her feet, clutching her head as she tried to shake off the fall. Something moved to her left. She jerked, expecting to see the demon lunging for her. Instead a black beast stared her down from the top of the ravine with glowing red eyes. Victoria's eyes widened in fear and she took a timid step back. Its big body was shaped like a wolf but it was hairless. She recognized the creature from her books. A hellhound. Another one appeared, and then another, emerging from the snow like ghosts. I'm surrounded!

After the clouds of dust settle down, a ferocious-looking dog cloaked in flames, lit up the cave. Glowing red eyes. Black fur. Razor-sharp teeth. It’s almost as large as Asha— 9m in length. “Growl……!” Just by standing there, his flames melt the ice quickly. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!! A powerful blast like a railgun, light blue in colour— shots at that Hellhound from Dómr’s mouth. Ugh… the Hellhound was blown to pieces. “Phew, finally.” Principal murmured as he lay on Dómr’s back. “I don’t want to go in there again.”

The words erupted from my chest in an intense, predatory roar. But her scent had vanished. Rain began to pour, interfering with any chance of tracking her trail. When I caught the smell of danger nearby, my fur bristled. I closed my eyes and heightened my Lupine instincts. There were rogue wolves lurking within the forest. More than that—there was a dangerous creature, one of Nocturnus’s lackeys, his guardian who hunted whenever his master unleashed him: a three-headed Cerberus, better known among humans as a hellhound.

It made Ardina's hairs tingle instantly and her body suddenly trembled. "Wh-at a sou-nd is th-at?" Ardina asked to stutter, scared to death when she heard Orthus' barking sound which was very loud and scary in Ardina's ears. "It's Orthus, the hellhound, the spirit guard dog who often escapes from hell. And he's ready to tear the spirit body into pieces. And the dog is also Asmodeus's pet," he explained. Ardina hugged herself as tightly as possible. His body shivered more and more every time the hellhound barked.

His lycan form would stand on two feet, he just had to awaken prime…in his own time of course but if he was awakened now, this fight would most definitely be done before it had begun. As I got closer something felt different…off even about the hellhound that is. I stumbled to a pause as it recognized me. I was a good distance away from them. Cassian took advantage of its distraction, wracking a class hand through its thick muscular neck. It roared in pain. The loud had a commanding sound sending all the hounds in the clearing to a standstill. Their heads lowered to the ground. I found myself lowering my body to a crouch. I flinched as I spotted Todd chopping off the head of one of the hounds

The smell of blood lessens the further I travel from camp, mingling with a new scent–something even more metallic–magic. The hunters weren’t lying about seeing a hellhound. Because there was a hellhound. Only, it’s dead now. I shift back into my usual form and adjust my dress in a rush, my mind spinning over the figure lying still in front of me. Warmth radiates from its mutated form. This hellhound is more wolf-like than the others I’ve seen. Almost a cross between a rogue and a regular shifter; its body is lean and strong, but its facial features are all wrong. Its eyes are huge and extremely far apart. Its mouth is wide open, three rows of razor sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight.

Hadith's voice came from the dog's mouth in the middle head of the Three-Headed Hellhound. Chu Xun looked coldly at the huge three-headed dog that was more than hundreds of meters long in front of him and laughed. He said, "Don't think you can do anything to me after turning into a dog. Even if you have three heads, you are still a dog." Roar! The Three-Headed Hellhound let out an angry roar. It was not the bark of a dog but muffled thunder. The black flames around its body rose. It was full of fierceness.

I said with wide-opened eyes as I stared at the big black dog. He sneered, making me flinch. If I moved, he would attack me first. Sweat beads formed on my forehead as the hellhound approached me slowly. "Haley, come slowly to me," Scott said and motioned with his hand for me, I shook my head, scared of the hellhound. As the hellhound took a step towards me, I walked back one step until he growled, making me freeze in my place. Suddenly a circle of fire surrounded us, tearing the hellhound from walking any further. I sighed with relief as I saw the hellhound return to the forest.

We were out of options, and it felt like the end. But then, another ear-piercing cry of agonising pain echoed through the realm. It was so loud, so visceral, that we both opened our eyes in shock. Black, sticky blood splattered over Rae, coating her fur and my vision with its dark, oily texture. In front of us, a larger demonic hellhound had appeared. It was a monstrous beast, even more terrifying than the winged creature. Its eyes glowed with an unholy light, and its jaws were filled with razor-sharp teeth. The hellhound had caught the winged beast in its powerful jaws and was tearing into it with a ferocity that was both horrifying and mesmerising.