Warhammer Hellhound Novels & Stories

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

I couldn't help imagining them as maybe commanders and generals when they were alive, or maybe doctors or nurses. Someone that protected life, or saved lives, then did something terrible before they died and then transformed into demon wolves to serve as warriors and guards in hell. It had to be the most...ironic ending, but to me it wasn't. They had gone from protectors and saviors to saviors still, but a more dangerous type. I definitely knew that the way I saw them had changed, they seemed a little more..pitiful to me now. The next several pages were all about the different cities in hell, and what to expect from each city, the creatures that dwelled there, the habitats they all lived in,

Fury was a pup from Jackson’s own Hellhound, so they were just getting quality time with their hound grandparents. Hellhound pups were fucking awesome. They were so energetic and had that lovable puppy shit that made them adorable as hell. However, they could easily burn someone alive. Their entire species was very intelligent, so it was not a surprise that the pups would be as well. They took to training so damn quickly, following their parents around to learn all about being a Hellhound. Had you ever seen a puppy who was letting you rub its belly one minute and at full attention with its flames out to eliminate any threat the next? Well, I did. That bunny did not go to waste though because

There was also a very strong possibility that said piece of panel had a few rusty nails sticking out of it, so a tetanus shot might be in order after this assignment was complete. After a quick evaluation of her injuries, she concluded that it was just a scratch and there was nothing more she could do right now, but was highly away, however, that it had caused her to bleed so it was very likely that the wolf now knew she was here. The wolf they were here to get was a rogue that had recently moved into the area been sighted prowling and had reportedly already killed two people. Rogues were much different to wolves from a pack, and though Slayers still didn't like them, at least a pack wolf ha

’ I say and lunge toward it, striking it across the throat, only for it to vanish and reappear moments later. ‘What!’ I say, stepping back. Someone claps behind me. I turn to face a man stepping out from the shadows towards me with a smile. ‘It’s not very often someone attempts to strike and kill my pet Blood Dwellers,’ he says and holds his hands, palms down beside him. Black demonic dogs flicker, appearing under his hands. He pats them gently. They have fangs three times as long as vampires. I watch as the Blood Dwellers twitch and flicker as if they are apparitions. Their eyes are red, blood red. The same eyes that had surrounded Micah and me. The Blood Dwellers are real.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

“You, my little warrior, are hereby welcomed to the Hellhound pack. May you be loyal and shown loyalty by all those who will call you family.” THE END.

the guard shouted, turning around and looking at a girl with a woman who looked rather big She was crying and trying to stand up, but her leg was not helping, and on top of that, the guard screamed at them because of her His heart beat so fast he heard his wolf Mars say snarl "mate" Now I suffer for your pain , but then I will kill everyone who Altum Meaning ' winged wolves' in Latin Inferos _ Zayn Malik's flock _ inferos Meaning ' wolves of hell' in Latin Ardena - the heroine - means ' sanctuary ' in Latin March _ wolf zayn malik _ meaning 'Gods of War'

"and it's time for you to pay the price." "Show yourself." The Alpha demanded, and Nueva could hear the clicking noise of three barely noticeable high-pitched tones transmitting through the air. "That won't change anything." The beast snarled. "But have it your way." Flickers of red erupted against the endless white, and the silhouette of an enormous creature began to take shape. A wild and untamed fiery red hellhound with massive jaws dripping with white stringy saliva appeared in front of them. The demon's soulless eyes flashed in hollow green, and its weighty tail lashed agitatedly, filling the air with a musky scent of death and acrid smoke. The snow exploded in a cloud of ice shards as