Helluva Loud Adventures Novels & Stories

“Thanks, Doory.” Hella drives back to the house and cast a spell to speed up her car. *** “Just tell me if you don’t like here. Check those cute guys,” she whispered in my ears and left me. I couldn’t tell if they were half vampires walking still in this dark with blinding colorful lights around or if they were just walking with closed eyes. Good thing my eyes adjust to the darkness and were able to see better than before. “Hey, having fun?” I wasn’t even smiling, why would he ask if I do? I flashed a fake smile and nodded slightly. I could already see Hell’s point, everyone here is willing to sleep with a stranger, I didn’t need to beg not to blackmail anyone.

Without any command, twelve men in black cloaks began to surround the pentacle, chanting the same words, the Mistress is speaking. In no time, the ground shook as though it's breaking into half followed by the sweltering air which came from the forming fissures, tracing the pentacle sign wherein Tomoya and Takumi are in. Astoundingly, Tomoya did not panic. He only watched the ground around him crack and fall down to small pieces underneath him to which humans identify as hell. Piercing cries reverberated, bringing the entire locus, counting the air and any life forms to shake; indicating the arrival of a formidable yet ghastly being.

However, the burly men circled him and attacked him with steel pipes. My uncle seemed to have told them not to hold back—all they had to do was ensure they didn't kill him. I could tell the men were giving it their all. Even in the video, I could see Harvey's swollen head and the blood trickling from his nose and ears. His limbs seemed to have been broken—they lay there limply. Tina and Lindsey happened to be with him. They screamed at the top of their lungs as the men pummeled Harvey. Lindsey tried to stop them, but one of the men slapped her so hard that she fell to the ground.

The air inside smelled of sweet maple syrup and fresh coffee, and the soft hum of old country music playing from the jukebox immediately settled my frayed nerves. ​We sat in a vinyl booth near the back, bathed in the warm, amber glow of a neon sign. Mark was the perfect gentleman. He noticed the way my eyes glazed over the menu and took charge, ordering us a mountain of chocolate chip pancakes and two hot mugs of coffee. ​"So," Mark said, leaning his forearms on the table, a charming, boyish grin on his face. "If we’re going to be partners in crime this season, I need to know the important stuff. What's State’s secret tactical weapon’s favorite movie?"

'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.

She continues to regret her decision until she keeps going regardless of her surroundings. A guy putting on a black Hoodie and skateboarding while wearing earphones and listening to hip hop songs. He skateboards because the streets are deserted, but he is surprised when Helena crosses in front of him. The guy has been screaming loudly, telling Helena to pull over, but Helena, who is being filled with other things, can’t hear it. Eventually, they collided until they fell on the road. Helena was in pain because her leg was injured and when she saw the man fall in front of her, Helena scolded him and criticized him.

My boobs pressed against the hard cold counter top and rubbing against it as he thrusts inside me. "Fuck yeah baby. You like that Leah? I bet you've been dreaming about me pounding you like this every night huh?" His voice erratic and making me get turned on. I back my ass up more against him, making him grunt. He smacks my ass, and I know that's going to leave a print. "Shut up and fuck me Charlie. Pound me harder." I say as I bite me lip. My legs dripping with juice and feeling the extacy as he hits my g-spot like a pro everytime he thrusts inside.

He wore an hoodie and Kylie screamed until she was out of air. She panted heavily as the figure approached her. She bolted to the door but it was all of a sudden locked. She fell to the ground breathing heavily and all of a sudden,it went dark again and when the lights turned back on,there was no one there. Then she saw Leo rushing towards her. "Kylie,I heard you screaming. What happened?" "You heard me screaming?" She questioned still hyperventilating as she struggled to contain herself and her tears. "You heard me screaming or you made me scream." She said to him.

The speakers blared to life, filling the air with growling, snarling, and the scrape of claws against metal, all of it piled on top of each other in a way that made everyone's skin crawl. It was probably some kind of custom sound effect my parents had paid good money to have made. Even out here on the sunlit lawn, it was enough to set anyone's nerves on edge. The guests shifted uneasily in their chairs. A few of the women clapped their hands over their ears.

I needed to get this rage building inside of me out of my chest. Quickly, I headed out of the underground floor with Melvin tagging along behind. ~~~ I tore through the forest furs, even as the throbbing force of its claws slammed into my skin, I ignored it aiming at the next target, and with one swift move, another was dead.