Helluva Hound Novels & Stories

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A very familiar voice speaks and I close my eyes smiling. "MATE!" Zeus yells. I feel the weight being lifted off of my shoulder as a thud sounds. I look up to see weird scent guy on the floor with Kenzie delivering blows to his face. I still don't know his name. "His name is Hell." Kenzie says through the mind link. Hell? What kind of name is that? "He's a hellhound. That's where the name comes from. Now stop asking questions and help me." She says right before he delivers a blow to her jaw.

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

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.

I hiss, feeling disgusted and irritated at the thought of being forced along with this nonsense, “I’m not a dog that you just drag everywhere. Your boss is a monster! I will press charges if you lay a hand on me!.” “You can, but Mr Hilton knew this might be what you were going to do, so I came prepared and you’re not getting out of this house except it’s into the car Ms Klean,” he tells me in a matter-of-fact tone. The nerve! ‘Take a deep breath, Vary,’ I tell myself There are things I’d like to argue about most days, but it’s certainly not if the big man here can make real on his promises. He can and he will.

And Zane had no idea who he was really up against. Later, Zane was in his study, pouring over ancient texts on hellhounds, trying to piece together any information that might help him track them. The hellhounds were creatures of the underworld, summoned only by a powerful ritual, one that required blood—specifically, the blood of the intended target. Someone close to Cana had set this in motion, someone who had betrayed them

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.

he said flipping the top of the box off completely. Three balls of fur jumped out and rushed to us. Kaden squealed instinctively and backed off, dragging me behind him. “Stop,” he ordered instinctively. The hounds stopped and sat at his feet, tails wagging and their red glowing eyes on him expectantly. “I know of this underworld god who has a three headed dog as a guardian, but those are pretty hard to come by, so I summoned you three hellhounds. You will find them incredibly loyal and protective.”

They would have grown up to spit on your face. I screamed in rage at her voice, but no sound left my throat. A shrill whistle sounded in my ears, and I heard the earth-shattering baying of hounds. Elena reacted quickly. A massive black body hurled against me, but she howled and tore through the hound’s windpipe. The hound’s eyes grew glassy, and it collapsed in a heap on the ground. I gasped at the sight. This hound of hell was gigantic. I’ve never seen the likes of it. They were nearly as big as we were in our bipedal wolf forms. Impossible. No hound on this earth could naturally grow this big.

Fury was a pup from Jackson’s own Hellhound, so they were just getting quality time with their hound grandparents. Hellhound pups were fucking awesome. They were so energetic and had that lovable puppy shit that made them adorable as hell. However, they could easily burn someone alive. Their entire species was very intelligent, so it was not a surprise that the pups would be as well. They took to training so damn quickly, following their parents around to learn all about being a Hellhound. Had you ever seen a puppy who was letting you rub its belly one minute and at full attention with its flames out to eliminate any threat the next? Well, I did. That bunny did not go to waste though because