Helluva Hound Novels & Stories

My jaw drops. In front of me stands a massive ember wolf with four heads—that’s right, four heads each with razor-sharp teeth. Fire rippling through her fur. She takes off, tearing the two witches apart without even stopping. She is in front of her beta in a flash and shreds the witch within seconds. Her beta shifts into a deep black wolf with fire-red eyes and black smoke coming off of her. Andricia lifts all four snouts to the sky and lets out a howl. Instantly, every pack member of hers shifts into the same black wolf, with black smoke trickling off of them. Hellhounds—they are a pack of hellhounds. They all rip the witches apart quickly, and the witches start to retreat.

THUD Wasting no time, Miranda held the keys and then rushed towards the three doors, I followed behind anxiously. “What are you doing?” I let out a stressful cry but she ignored me completely. “Damn It.” She cursed and then walked out to where the man was groaning, her heel hit really hard to the masked man's head I guessed. “Bitch.” He let out a low growl when Miranda approached him and then swiftly she drugged her heels at the back of his hand. “Where is the phone, you fucking piece of shit?” She roared, giving me a sense of fear.

Destinee POV. After dinner I left the dining hall with the hellhound still with me, when it dawned me. This hound came from Hell, hence the name. Damn you baby brain. That must be they are. Turning my attention to the hound, I looked at it. “So, are you going to tell me where they are?” I ask, knowing it is absurd for it to answer me. It just tilted it’s huge head to the side, and it’s tongue hung from the side of it’s mouth. Sighing loudly I shook my head and continued walking.

I couldn't move much. "Mmm relax little one, let me hold you for a while" he said in his husky voice. He tightly hugged me from behind by placing his head at the crook of my neck inhaling my scent and growled against my neck. I started to shiver badly. What the fuck? Are werewolves even real? OMG!!

Adolescent in their terms was anywhere from toddler to twenty, which was the age of adulthood for their species. Fun fact: they had seventeen Hellhounds. Eight of them were puppies from their newest litter. Hellhound lifespans were anywhere between two and four hundred years. They were considered mature when they reached ten years of age. It seemed very little time in comparison to the length of their lifespan, but it was important that they matured quickly so that Hades could pair them with their charges. If their charge was not in their pack then Hades would ensure that they found their way to them.

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

The near audible gasp from Elias made me think I had misspoke. My mate? I heard him nearly on the edge of tears in my mind. No, she's just saying it, don't read too much into it. I guess my mind reading was coming back now. If there was some way I could figure out why it was turning off and on sporadically, I would really appreciate it! I cursed silently to Inari. Hugo apparently didn't care what was happening mentally as he scoffed “So what are you then? You were able to sneak into pack territory on the full moon and there's a rumor you were seen turning into a small black animal.”

I had no other choice but to go and attempt to murder a hell hound who has been alive for centuries keeping a low profile while also causing terror and sorrow in his wake . Mythology claims hellhounds to be agents of death , savage dogs who drag people into the underworld… well that is all good and true but in the case of Alpha Hayes he is more than just that… he has the ability to drag one’s hell to them and make them live through it while on earth …he can bring you to hell but bringing your hell to you is more fun thus making him known as feared throughout all of the realm.

She had to as she had no one to go to, most especially now that she’s pregnant. Scott Hunt had been diagnosed for having Antisocial Disorder which no one knew about aside from his psychiatrist, Jess, and Kaiser. He was great in manipulating people without feeling any remorse. Even Samantha, an exceptional psychiatrist hasn’t seen through him—not even Takumi. Everything he has shown to everyone he calls as "friends" were all fake and he regrets nothing. Scott is also the son of an underground leader who lures cursed people into opening a portal between heaven and hell.

Nick's black Ferrari lit up, and the car beeped as he unlocked it. Millie let out a sigh, at least she could move now. She heard the car rev and growl down the drive like some wild bad-tempered animal, just like its owner. She dug in her bag to find her phone they must have left messages, why she hadn't looked before she had not heard it bleep.