Warhammer Hellhound Novels & Stories

I'd even take a pack of fairies to fly at Alaric's eyeballs. The hellhounds ran into my line of sight, and I screamed at the sight of them. They looked like they were plucked right from the devil's side. The patchy black fur, red eyes, and skinny legs like a greyhound. They each wore a black or pink collar lined with metal spikes. Alaric flew up from Luther's viselike grip on his side, blood running down his torso, and he flicked his wrist, guiding the hounds toward a growling Luther.

Rex said. "You can't sneak up on Jo. His Rogues have abilities that go far beyond any other Council wolf or pack wolf. His Trackers and Scouts have ‘senses’, along with ‘intuitions’ that can pick up a wolf's aura from 50 miles away. We are not in range of them now, but that changes daily." She added. As Aisha revealed more and more about Jo’s plan, the already heavy hearts of the wolves got heavier with every twist and turn of the plan.

Zeres has always been the winner right from the start and he would always be the winner. After a few moment, other war mongers arrived. They were cladded in armor. Most especially, armed with swords and the Stagladiers. The Stagladiers were deadly weapons used to obliterate it's victim once targeted. It had a high proficient chemical mixed with the vile blood of a corrupted creature. So once sprayed on it's victim can cause a very fatal blow or explosion. These war mongers were also armed with swords and calipers. Some wielded spear with it's peak poisoned.

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

His red-eyed brother, Akam, stood behind him, his arms crossed over his chest, watching the scene with dark amusement. Cana’s voice was barely a whisper as she looked up at the towering figure before her. “What… what are you?” Larz tilted his head, studying her for a moment as if contemplating his answer. Then, in a voice that seemed to echo with ancient power, he replied, “We’re hellhounds.” The words sent a shockwave through the group. Even Jeremy, standing off to the side, paled at the revelation. Hellhounds were legendary creatures, known for their immense strength and brutality. To face one was to face death itself.

He was a bit surprised. Chu Xun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "It's a Three-Headed Hellhound. The Pluto God is a ghostly creature created by filthy. It's said that the Three-Headed Hellhound is responsible for guarding the Gate of Hell. I didn't expect Hadith to summon it." "Immortal Emperor Chu, you have offended a god. You deserve to die a thousand times. I bestow you the death penalty." Hadith's voice came from the dog's mouth in the middle head of the Three-Headed Hellhound.

They have ideas and Sophia's mom has put in her two cents too. The pack we are currently meeting with is the Silenttooth Canines. Their Alpha is actually a single female, Deashonda. In her human form her skin is a deep caramel color and her eyes are brown. I have yet to see her in her wolf form. I don't know how she's single, this woman can carry herself though.

“I know of this underworld god who has a three headed dog as a guardian, but those are pretty hard to come by, so I summoned you three hellhounds. You will find them incredibly loyal and protective.” “Ah!,” said Alik. “That was what the blood was all about. Establishing ownership.” André nodded at the wizard. “How loyal are we talking?” Alik asked, looking at the pup clinically. “Intensely so. They will grow to become quite big and will need massive amount of meat. Fresh or rotten, it matters very little to them, but they prefer blood over water, so get yourself well acquainted with butcher shops around. They will obey, but you don’t always have to command them verbally. They are known to en

The intense urge to catch her was strong but he couldn't do that at the sacrifice of his men. "YOU MOTHERF*CKERS! GREET YOUR FATHER," Hunter snarled, charging at them. Both of his claws extended out as he slashed one of the men. Instead of tossing his body away, he ripped his insides out as blood spurts on his face but he was smiling. The looks on the faces of his enemies were magnificent. They looked terrified. Hunter's men shifted into their wolf form as they lunged at the enemies. Including Hunter, there were only four of them while the enemies were nine in number.

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.