Supernatural Hellhounds Novels & Stories

“As for your first question, I'd rather not go out there. There’s a certain hunter that I am quite wary about. Thanks for the offer, but I think that I should stay here.” I want to ask him which hunter he is afraid of, but hearing the screams brought me back to the matter at hand. “Alright. Stay here while I rally your hounds.” I start to move carefully. I took out my regular ammo and inserted the ones that Verphegor had given me. I can’t believe that I am allying myself with one of the hell princes for this. If the future me hears about this, she might just kill me on the spot. Hellhounds are vicious and fast. Whenever they see body heat, they do not hesitate to come charging at it. Other t

Forcing her to witness the killing of all her friends in this heinous and savage way, drowning in a wave of guilt every time the siren enters them and chooses one of them, so she is forced to listen to their cries and wails until they finish them once and for all, and the shame with which this demon drive will defile her. She opened her eyes, staring at the depth of his empty eyes that were attracting her to their decision without any effort, losing herself in their darkness. She felt her mouth float with a viscous, disgusting liquid that tasted like gall running down her throat, which was stubbornly resisting not swallowing, urging her to vomit, and only then did she regain consciousness an

Daniella looked up at the dark sky. They had been flying for a long time and she didn’t know where they were going. She was scared. Her parents must be looking for her and an evil girl was after them. What was a supernatural to do? She stiffened in his arms. “Kie-“. She wasn’t able to finish that though. She could already see Veronica on her own bird made of black smoke. There was really nothing she wasn’t going to see today.

She kept her attention drawn towards the page the entire moment she flanked the pages of the Journal. Finally, after passing through so many Pages, Cassie smile as her eyes darted towards the Content of the Journal with the title "The Few Supernaturals With The Ability To Seal Their Scent And Imprint" Cassie heaved as she read, at First, she came across a saying that said, "The Hellhound, also known as the Black Dog or Bearer of Death is a specie of amortal Supernatural Spirit who possess the body of human. Been the Guardian of the Supernatural World, a being known as the Harbinger of Death, the Hellhound possess Pyrokinetic and Thermokinetic Powers which helped in Covering it's tracks, scen

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Daddy, I am cumming!” “Me too, son! Daddy is cumming on your tight pussy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” And as they both reached their destination. Damon is still knocking on the gates of heaven again and again. “Fuck! Daddy is coming again, son! Ohhhhhhhh!” a

muttered James. Deep, guttural howls suddenly ripped through the night like a piece of black construction paper being rent in two. Instantly, several more of the bone-numbing howls were added to the cacophony. James knew without even having to think about it what that sound represented. The creatures were engrained onto his psyche. “Hellhounds,” he whispered to a wide-eyed audience.

She had to as she had no one to go to, most especially now that she’s pregnant. Scott Hunt had been diagnosed for having Antisocial Disorder which no one knew about aside from his psychiatrist, Jess, and Kaiser. He was great in manipulating people without feeling any remorse. Even Samantha, an exceptional psychiatrist hasn’t seen through him—not even Takumi. Everything he has shown to everyone he calls as "friends" were all fake and he regrets nothing. Scott is also the son of an underground leader who lures cursed people into opening a portal between heaven and hell.

“But until five minutes ago I didn’t think demons existed anymore.” “Anymore?” Eva asked in surprise. “How do you think we got our pack name?” Daniel’s lips twitched into a soft smile. “Thousands of years ago, demons and angels did in fact roam the earth much like dragons did. The Hellhounds were formed as a result of an agreement with the demons. It wasn’t a particularly savoury start for our pack but when the demons and angels finally vanished, the current Alpha hadn’t agreed with the contract his forefathers had forged and did what he could to separate the pack from their dark history, but the name stuck. When you hear about hellhounds in folklore it’s to do with the pack albeit, not all

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.

"Listen, I can not explain over the phone so please hurry up and get over here." I'm still registering what she's just said. So the redhead demon goes by the name Sarrtina, huh. "Heaven, are you still there?" I clear my throat before speaking. "Yes yes, I'm still here. And I'm coming over." I say before hanging up. I can't say I'm surprised or shocked by the new information I have just learned, after all if a demon is not after me, it's not really a normal day in my life.