Hounds Of Hell Novels & Stories

What the hell was going on? "These aren't normal rogues," someone yelled through the mind link. "They are acting like a pack!" "Arion! This way!" Arrow growled through the mind link. We turned the corner, and what we saw left us petrified: the ground was coated with blood mixed with Rina's scent. Two dead rogues lay motionless on the ground. Their heads nearly separated from their bodies. I sniffed the blood, and Dex's mixed with the rogues. None of it belonged to our mate.

Using a thin, dark cain as a pointer, he put on lecturing vibes as he described the current situation. "Right here, just over the red district," He circled the area,"It has been found that the concentration of intruders has significantly increased in the past few months." "Most of the captured werewolves seem to be rogues as they have no territory mark emblazoned on any part of their bodies." "Tsk! those rats just never give up!" Scarlet cursed her eyes, glistening with contempt. "Why would they target such a filthy place!" Alicia said, looking unforgivably irritated.

That meant getting down to our latest problems. Quade had contacted a Hellhound he knew. The way hellhounds were created was rather a disturbing event. They weren't born like werewolves or fae. They were turned similarly to vampires. As a vampire, you were technically already dead, a cold, hard shell walking around using other people's blood to stay alive. Hellhounds were the same in the sense of the human being dead, only once dead, the spirit of a Hellhound would possess the mortal body which in turn kept the body and human functional.

Those eyes though were very unique – copper with flecks of silver. “It’s nice to meet you,” Jackson said and took it upon himself to introduce us. He even got all of our Cabinet’s names correct. “It’s nice to meet you too.” He gave us a smile and knelt down between the two dogs. “I know that they plan on divulging information in the meeting, but these two eager ones sensed your presence once you got into the pack. This is Roman,” he said, pointing to the one in front of Jackson. “And this one is Venus. They’re Hellhounds whose duty is to be guardians to the ones that Hades chooses. They’re powerful creatures, which is why he is selective in whom he picks.”

Not that I know what matters they were discussing, but I knew it would be important enough to have all the neighboring packs involved. This beta had the silver moon pack symbol. He had light brown hair and brown eyes. He was muscular. Then he turned around and looked in our direction. Suddenly, he had his wolf looking through his eyes glowing and his canines out sniffing the air. He gave out a loud growl. “Mate” My heart stopped.

Before I could discern what was happening, I feel myself getting clawed on my back before a big body throws me to the ground and pins a large paw on my shoulder, snarling viciously. From the sulfur stench and fiery breath, my heart drops in worry for the female behind me when I realise we have encountered one of the kingdom's deadliest creatures. Hellhounds. None of us will come out of this place alive.

Maybe it helps, maybe it doesn’t, but once I finally pass out, my dreams are absolutely nightmarish. I’m running through the woods being chased by two men who might be Harry and Baron, but whose hands are the size of five men and whose eyes are blood red. I want to wake up, but I can’t. I run and run and run as thorns tear at my clothes, ripping and shredding them until I’m completely naked. Finally, the two monstrous men corner me, cackling, slobbering all over themselves. One of them reaches in to touch me, and I rocket up in bed, drenched in sweat.

After the Gate of Life slowly opened, six Hellhounds rushed out in succession. For some reason, she repeatedly summoned Hellhounds recently. This kind of demonic beast was very fierce and powerful. The situation immediately changed after these Hellhounds joined the battle. Each Hellhound was the equivalent of the Strong at the final stage of the Voiding Realm. In addition, they had no fear of death at all. After being bitten by these Hellhounds, the guards immediately screamed, threw their weapons, and fled in every direction. "This..." Zhangsun Lan was completely scared out of her wits. She had thought that it would be a simple affair of catching her husband committing adultery. She didn't

He directed his speech to the doctor and ran out to that suspicious tunnel And he is bare-chested..sweat fills his chest and..muscles He entered quickly without caring. The tunnel or dungeon was very deep, behind him were the guards and men of the herd of Ultm - his Mate 's flock - " Alpha". Harry shrieked running toward a deeply fainted man, with many, many men near him, some of them dead - some dead - and others breathing hard, just like Jack. Zayn's gaze shook, cautiously looking at the place , "Harry let him go," ordering him and the rest of his pack to oppose him .

This was their territory. A sudden click from the door, and then the heavy thud of footsteps. My breath hitched. The door creaked open, revealing two massive figures. Hellhounds. Both of them wore leather vests, their faces hard and unsmiling. They were truly enormous, towering over me. One of them held a large, gleaming assault rifle, pointing it not quite at me, but certainly in my direction. The other one carried a tray. “Well, well,” the one with the tray grunted, his voice like gravel. “Look who’s awake.”