Helluva Boss Hellhound Oc の小説・ストーリー

It made Ardina's hairs tingle instantly and her body suddenly trembled. "Wh-at a sou-nd is th-at?" Ardina asked to stutter, scared to death when she heard Orthus' barking sound which was very loud and scary in Ardina's ears. "It's Orthus, the hellhound, the spirit guard dog who often escapes from hell. And he's ready to tear the spirit body into pieces. And the dog is also Asmodeus's pet," he explained. Ardina hugged herself as tightly as possible. His body shivered more and more every time the hellhound barked.

Why would the leak about it to demons of other dimensions? Locking my room I walked out when I heard the breathing. It was too loud for it to be a human sound. My head turned around only to notice a hellhound. How is that possible? Lukas told me that only dead people can see hellhound. My gut clenched as I stared at the hellhound, saliva dripping on the floor from the corner of its mouth. The creature in front of me was something I had never imagined. With a large head and almost dog-like the body, it was giant and feral with sharp white teeth poking out.

She intended to return to her new lover after the disgusting song was finished so that she wouldn't have to suffer with her annoying boss. “What makes someone turn evil overnight?” "Are you talking to me?" Xander lowered his head slightly to look at Angel's face, which was shining from the spotlight. “Forget it. I am no longer interested in talking to you.” "No." "What?" “No man turns evil overnight.” “Oh. I thought demons could make a man turn evil overnight.” “Demons would rather make a man fall for the temptation of a sexy woman.” Angel sighed in relief as the song stopped playing. She stepped back to get away from Xander. But something kept them pressed against each other until Angel had

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

His aura of dominance radiated once more, filling the cramped apartment room. ​"I am a werewolf. Not just a regular wolf, but an Alpha. And what you did last night was a massive insult and a highly inappropriate act." ​Nichole fell silent for a moment. She stared at her boss's face—handsome and fierce, yet now looking so convincing in his delusion. ​Instead of arguing or panicking again, Nichole actually smiled even wider. An understanding smile she often gave her five-year-old nephew when the boy claimed to be a superhero.

This was their territory. A sudden click from the door, and then the heavy thud of footsteps. My breath hitched. The door creaked open, revealing two massive figures. Hellhounds. Both of them wore leather vests, their faces hard and unsmiling. They were truly enormous, towering over me. One of them held a large, gleaming assault rifle, pointing it not quite at me, but certainly in my direction. The other one carried a tray. “Well, well,” the one with the tray grunted, his voice like gravel. “Look who’s awake.”

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

I trust Maximus and Arlene to deal with Nina while I try to overtake this fire dog. The Hellhound howls cause an energy gush through the field, transforming the rogue wolves into smalled hellhound miniature. I growl a command to the packs' leaders to have their fighters attack the new evolved enemies. Lee, Rob, and Gabe stick with me, circling the larger beast while Morgan stands protectively over Naomi. Our enemy is too strong, I don't know how long we will hold him, but heck, I will die trying.

My mate was here. Claw abandoned his lewd mating plans and dragged me to the front parking lot by my hair. Kian appeared in a cloud of road dust, his boot chains rattling with every heavy footfall, his fists curled at his sides, his expression thirsty for blood. He took one look at my sorry state, the way Claw held onto my hair, blood spurting from my lips. My left eye was swollen and closing. Kian let go of the reins, and the Beast had taken over. His onyx black eyes bore no hint of mercy as he studied his opponent. Hellhounds were prowling all around us, caging us in at all angles. There was nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. This was anything but a fair fight.

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