Helluva Hound Novels & Stories

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.

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

Then, Elaine and I started our new lives. Sometime later, I received a few videos from Mr. Quinton. The man in one of them was barely recognizable—he didn't even seem remotely human. He was curled up in a rusty cage, and his chest had collapsed. His ears and nose were missing, and he kept slamming his head on the side of the cage, leaving it bloody. Lindsey was the focus of the other videos. Her hair was a mess, and her gaze was unfocused. She was naked in a basement. She looked like she was in better condition than Harvey was, though.

He reaches up, gently grasps it, and caresses his hand with his thumb. “What are you trying to say?” Reid asked nervously. “What if I told you we already have a hellhound in our pack, and he's a member? What if I told you he is my friend, and I trust him?” “That's absurd!” Reid said angrily, slamming his hand down on the table. He may have never met a hellhound, but he knows a lot about them. He spent a semester studying them and wrote a report on them in his senior year of Alpha training.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

Hilda shouted in horror and dodged it. Keondra stood firm and swung her sword as the creature came straight at her. Blood splashed on her face and the werewolf crashed to the other side of the road in blood and wince in pain. The truck suddenly stopped and a man jumped out, his white hair flying with the wind as his fangs grew out. And above his ears were three little spikes that grew out of his hair with the middle spike being the longest. The tattoos sticking out of his neckline extended to his face as his eyes completely turned black.

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.

"and it's time for you to pay the price." "Show yourself." The Alpha demanded, and Nueva could hear the clicking noise of three barely noticeable high-pitched tones transmitting through the air. "That won't change anything." The beast snarled. "But have it your way." Flickers of red erupted against the endless white, and the silhouette of an enormous creature began to take shape. A wild and untamed fiery red hellhound with massive jaws dripping with white stringy saliva appeared in front of them. The demon's soulless eyes flashed in hollow green, and its weighty tail lashed agitatedly, filling the air with a musky scent of death and acrid smoke. The snow exploded in a cloud of ice shards as

Thalia… Oh, this was interesting but things became even more interesting when he saw another werewolf. This one was a male with silver eyes and a jacket on. He could see the name of a pack on the jacket. Hellhounds. Lucien was familiar with them and judging by one of the symbols on the jacket this was their Beta. He saw the beta pick the girl up, a current of electricity erupting the moment there was skin contact.