Hughie X Homelander Novels & Stories

Even the freshly risen Hunters and Werewolves perished into ash. "No!" a voice roared. Amira peered over to see Godfried had shifted back into his Human state, blood staining his body and gashes across his chest and ribs were bleeding profusely. He stared at the spot the woman had died before his gaze swiveled on her. She could sense the pure hatred he was feeling in that moment as he charged at her with his hands turned into claws. Amira lifted the bow, but the bow had changed back into her crossbow with no bolt in place. Just as he was upon her, claws stabbed through him from behind and pierced out through the front of his chest. Godfried staggered slightly, blood running down from his mou

Aurora asked, her face displaying a large smile. “Yeah.” Xander didn’t say anything, his eyes remained on the mountain. “About the rogues, you told me you killed one of the hunters, didn’t you?” Aurora said, her eyes on Xander. I looked at Xander, dumbfounded. “You killed one of the hunters?” Xander sighed and looked at us. “Yeah, he was one of the rogues. He’s human,” Xander said, scoffing in disdain. “I want you to trace the scent. I need to find the mask behind the penetration of these filthy hunters,” Xander said and Aurora nodded.

“Cold-blooded. They don’t care who gets hurt… or how much chaos they cause. Some of the rogues my uncle sent to the pack to get me distracted… they were from the Blood Reapers. They used… some kind of elixir to strengthen themselves. Makes them almost impossible to kill.” I felt a chill run down my spine, and in my mind, everything clicked. So… that’s how Hudson knew Liam was my son. He was working with the leader. My stomach twisted. The thought of anyone touching Liam made my wolf roar, even though I could still feel it restrained deep inside me. “But dont worry,” Damon faced me and grabbed my arms. “We will get Liam. He's my son. For now… We’ll start preparing immediately,” he said, his v

He isn't just bending the territory laws—his claws are tearing them to pieces. Hugh, especially, takes the shock the hardest. His mind had pegged my wolf as some desperate rogue, clinging to the Supreme Leader's resources for ambition. He had even mocked my tracksuit back at the estate for chasing after a wolf way out of my reach. But now? It is the dominant alpha chasing my scent—and getting called a savage jerk in return. What the hell is happening to the mafia world? He looks like his inner beast just short-circuited. The dark leader Hugh looked up to is acting completely out of character, and it rattles something deep inside his bones.

“Dad, Tony is a skilled fighter of the highest quality, and he managed to defeat more than ten special service veterans in the past. I didn’t expect that he’d die so suddenly.” “In truth, it’s quite normal. A person like Tony will most certainly have quite a number of enemies. However, a person who is capable of killing Tony should be relatively skilled in fighting and terrifyingly powerful. “I wonder who did it, though, and if that person is prepared to face Tre-strike Turner’s anger.” Hugh used to be a thug in the past and was trained in fighting a little, so it was only natural that he always paid attention to these people and matters of the underworld.

He cruelly killed Scarlett and won't spare me either. "You deceived my mate into believing in you. She trusted you to kill Xavier. Now you will have to save your life from Xander, and the only way is to defeat him when he comes for your life." The Alpha muttered with a snort as he wiggled his head at the shredded body of Scarlett. Was Xander the same man who was trapped?... I muttered to myself, as I couldn't imagine the same man I met being the same person killed so brutally... "Take her body away..." Hutton sniffed, walking back into the house while I watched with my thoughts running wild.

And his mind was already made up. His grip on the edge faltered slightly as exhaustion overtook him, and for a brief moment, it seemed like he was finally ready to accept Roy’s help. Slowly, reluctantly, Hugh allowed Roy to move closer. Roy carefully reached for him, preparing to pull him up, to the relief of everyone present, because Roy was the only werewolf strong enough to pull an Alpha up. And for a moment, it looked like they might actually survive this. But then, everything changed. Hugh stopped mid-pull, and his eyes shifted toward Kimberly one last time as if to say sorry. They were filled with something unreadable, pain, possession, obsession, and in a sudden burst of strength, he

A tall blonde man with green eyes and muscular build jumps out and calls out, “MATE!” All eyes are on Mia as she stands there frozen. I hear her whisper, “Mate”, before she slowly smiles and the man comes walking up to Mia. Aiden puts himself in front of her and stops the man. “Who are you?” Aiden asked. Behind the blonde man steps out Dr. Higslee. Clearly, shocked about what’s happening. “I’m Alpha Luca Hudson of Crossfang Pack. I’m also, Dr. Higslee’s Alpha and his apprentice.” He said and never taking his eyes off my niece.

He rushed forward and raised his hand at the person. Bam! Unexpectedly, the person was a genuine expert. He punched Hugh in the eye, instantly bruising it, then proceeded to beat him up from all angles. Hugh was covered in black and blue. However, he was a real man and did not make a sound. “Andrius Moonshade’s disciple is so weak!” The person in black stepped on Hugh’s head and sneered, then tossed out a letter. “I’ll spare your life today. Deliver that letter to Andrius.”

Hugh sneered. "I heard that Vicky's husband is an indomitable spirit who'd even toppled Sif Lionheart's eldest brother. Your reputation is not undeserved, now that I've seen you." "And who are you?" Frank asked impassively. "Hugh Turnbull, heir of the Norsedam Turnbulls." "Watch how you speak with Mr. Turnbull!" Hugh's bodyguard snapped at Frank threateningly right after Hugh finished. "Norsedam…" Frank murmured, remembering just then.