Helluva Hound Novels & Stories

Dominic had asked and looked at me. "Hellhounds are black demon dogs cloaked in black smokey gas that takes the shape of a dog and has red eyes. They gather the souls for me when it's time to take them to the afterlife," Jippies explained. "They are perfectly harmless unless a malicious soul doesn't follow the rules; Hellhound will chase them down until they surrender." "Then do you mean a hellhound was going against you and chased this woman?" Jippies nods his head at my question. "I raised those Hellhounds since they were pups. To think a wild Hellhound left the Demon Realm to chase a human when her time isn't up yet. It's strange indeed."

One hellhound is about six feet tall, which could easily tower anyone. I fired the black ammo at the first hellhound that I saw, which is pinning down one of the hunters. The other hunters in the vicinity try to help their comrade, but the hellhound just vanishes into the shadows. Impressive, I thought as I loaded another black ammo. Maybe I should ask Verphegor for more of these, but I won’t let him know that I intend to use them on him if he ever shows up in my room without notice again.

'Hellhound,' Philo howled out loudly. He should be going into complete defense mode but instead he was excited. Excited? I ran behind a tree once the loud yelling of the border patrol caught my ears. Quickly Orion and I redressed, jogging over to the scene. The scent was getting harder to ignore. Something about it was making my body giddy.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

Harry yelled and the latter turned to run but an hellhound moved at an incredible speed as he appeared before them. He grabbed Harry by the neck sending bruises to his neck as he choked, his neck became extremely hot as he struggled hard to let go. The Hellhound tossed him away as he crashed to the hard ground. Max and Adam gripped each other in fear as they made to run but halted as another hellhound altered their footsteps. “Bring me the dagger.” he said as he grabbed them and trashed them to the ground. The hellhounds burned with great fire as they marched towards them until…..

With every growl, the hound's lips curled back, and out its mouth came to a trail of smoke. I felt my eyes shift from their normal chocolate brown color to purple as Rieka stepped forward. She left me in control but if I needed her help, she was ready to fight. The hound caught a glimpse of the switch and paused. His growling stalled, his lips falling and covering his jagged teeth. He bowed his head to me with a whine crawling up his throat and then pounced on me, tackling me to the ground with a heavy thud.

The Council’s most ruthless hunter. And it was already tracking their scent. The first scream tore through the camp like a knife. Rio bolted upright as silver-eyed vampires rushed past the window. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burning wood. “They’ve found us,” Odessa hissed, her crimson coat swirling as she unsheathed twin daggers. Claude’s voice roared outside. “TO ARMS!” The Bloodhound struck like a shadow. Seven feet tall, its black cloak shredded by thorns, its pale, eyeless face framed by a mane of tangled hair. Long, jagged claws gleamed in the firelight as it tore through two rebels in a single swipe—one headless, the other split nearly in half.

Al perched on the hilt of his sword and pressed the blade to stick it into the ground with the help of his weight. The supergiant hellhound's head finally turned to ashes and stopped regenerating. Al breathed a sigh of relief. He drew his sword from the ground and caught up to join in attacking the supergiant hellhound's body that was still trying to fight even though it didn't have any head. The others saw Edmund burning the supergiant hellhound's neck with holy fire while Kyron was violently slashing the supergiant hellhound's stomach. Keefe was seen shooting healing water towards the wounds on the supergiant hellhound's body. Black blood continued to flow profusely from the giant dog beas

“Hey, if you want to be with Nate, he’s in the woods. You’ll need to take a shortcut through the back door, but he can be easily located.” “Oh, thank you!” Relief flooded her as soon as those words sank in. She abandoned the glass of water and stood up, excusing herself before storming out of the room. *** No amount of bracing in the world, however, could have prepared Allie for the sight she saw—a massive Alpha male black Hell hound. Massive. She could feel the power come from him in waves. Allie stepped over a fallen log while her eyes were pinned on scanning over the Alpha Hellhounds every move. A gasp slipped out of her as she recognised those bright emerald eyes as the Alpha ducked unde

She stayed poised, flames still licking at her leg, prepared for any sign that Binge might spring again. Fire engulfed Binge’s bark-like flesh, prompting a guttural screech from him. Despite his pained howls, the flames soon died down. Hatred gleamed in his gaze, and he bared his teeth at Evee, dropping into a crouch like an enraged, four-legged predator. “I will ask one more time,” Hound proclaimed, his voice echoing ominously in the cramped room. “Answer me, and your torment ends. Refuse, and I’ll return at the same time tomorrow.”