The Hellhound Novels & Stories

"Oh, I will. Thanks." Truth be told, she could probably wipe the floor with whoever attacked her, which left me to wonder why she had shied away from him at the clinic. "Wait." "Umm?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did you know Deven?" She shook her head. "Never seen him before in my life. But he's a Hellhound." My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. "A what?" "Well, actually, he's Hellhound shifter," she corrected. "Those guys are made, like vampires. Real Hellhounds aren't. But you definitely want to stay clear of them regardless."

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“I will tell you what I know, and I will warn you now that it is old knowledge with holes in it, and I will not pretend the holes are not there.” “Tell me all of it,” I said. “Holes included.” “Hellhounds carry hell’s own fire in their blood.” He said it plainly, an old creature himself laying out old facts. “It is not a gift the way your lightning is a gift. It is a furnace, and a furnace must be fed and banked and tended, and the only thing that tames hell’s fire is hell’s fire. In the old days, most of them never learned how. They burned bright and they burned young, and the histories are full of hellhounds who were consumed by the very thing that made them, from the inside, all at once.”

There is writing on the wall, written with what looks like real blood. A DARK NIGHT SUDDENLY LIT WITH FIRE, A SILENT NIGHT SUDDENLY FILLED WITH SCREAMS, HOW DID YOU ESCAPE THE GRASP OF DEATH, OH YOU LITTLE ONE, WHO SHOULD BE NEXT?

At that moment, a growl like I have never heard before in my life, echoed throughout the land, even making Luna Rayne jump, right before she raised her hands letting them burst into flames, ready for whatever it was to attack us. “What the hell was that?” I asked moving to Luna Rayne’s side, since she was the one with the fire ready to roll. “Hellhound, and it doesn’t seem happy.” Christopher says, like it’s no big deal, but I have seen pictures of them before, and I don’t know if my wolf could take one down on its own. But thankfully I wasn’t alone, and I was going to make sure that I didn’t get separated from these two, knowing now what kind of creatures possess this world.

he says, “You’ll see!” Andrew opens the crate with a flourish, and Spike leaps out. I have to say, this dog looks intimidating. Hellhound is of indeterminate breed. I think there’s some English bulldog in his genes somewhere, but I’m unsure of the rest. Spike is a pure German shepherd. He’s even bigger than I envisioned, and his body condition is impressive. Shiny coat, powerful legs, and huge teeth. He will terrify any potential intruder through his appearance alone! “So you want to see him in action,” he asks, obviously hoping that I will agree,” I can show you ‘attack’! I’ll grab the training dummies!”

His lycan form would stand on two feet, he just had to awaken prime…in his own time of course but if he was awakened now, this fight would most definitely be done before it had begun. As I got closer something felt different…off even about the hellhound that is. I stumbled to a pause as it recognized me. I was a good distance away from them. Cassian took advantage of its distraction, wracking a class hand through its thick muscular neck. It roared in pain. The loud had a commanding sound sending all the hounds in the clearing to a standstill. Their heads lowered to the ground. I found myself lowering my body to a crouch. I flinched as I spotted Todd chopping o

“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 d

Hadith's voice came from the dog's mouth in the middle head of the Three-Headed Hellhound. Chu Xun looked coldly at the huge three-headed dog that was more than hundreds of meters long in front of him and laughed. He said, "Don't think you can do anything to me after turning into a dog. Even if you have three heads, you are still a dog." Roar! The Three-Headed Hellhound let out an angry roar. It was not the bark of a dog but muffled thunder. The black flames around its body rose. It was full of fierceness.

And Danielle had become too blind, too taken by him to see who he really was. She looked at her wrist and saw the marks left by Jordan's steel grip. Charlotte remembered his cold, evil look that made her tremble. He frightened her like no man or woman ever before. Jordan wasn’t human, he was the devil in person. His presence was so toxic that she couldn’t breathe well when he was around. Charlotte knew she had to do something to send him away, preferably without putting her or Danielle in danger. For now, given that later she will meet him, and he would want to know if the envelope had been ‘delivered’, Charlotte had no other choice than to do what he had told her to.