Chronicles of Lyandar Chapter 1: Beginings
"laurez is gonna kick my ass" "that she will sir," she chuckled, "but they did out number us ten to one, and they had those hell hounds." "she won't give a damn i'm sure. now go off get nemin then go help with the salvage efforts.
Act XXVIII
The hell hound's fire dimmed considerably as he backed off of the highlander and began walking past where i stood. "diablo remembers his promise, jansen tanner. where there is night, you have our protection." i grinned at that. good old diablo.
The House on Rainbow Road - 13 - Tara
Imps fluttered through the air as hell-hounds chased black-cats and large demonic statues came to life and began flexing their muscles. through all of the madness around her, tara could not contain the grin on her face.
The Date That Started it All
He watched as the hell hound's muscles tensed, its monstrous arms launching the boulder toward its mortal target.
Hope and Horror
As she said this, the dreaded hell hounds came. their mouths filled with innocent blood of men, women, and children from worlds previously conquered. "kate! fallow seileen, quickly!!!" the duo fallowed seileen.
Fighting the Urge
I am called a hell-hound. we strike down, without limitations, without warning, without hesitation, anything that persists that should not.
One Less Vixen (OLD)
"you sick, worthless son of a hell-hound _bitch!_" leshana squealed, unaware of grey's subtle masturbation. her hair, ordinarily well-groomed, was slopped over her face in messy clumps, cemented there by splashes of the quicksand muck when she landed.
Betrayed by My Own
Traitorous fools, they try to change who you may love by allowing you to suffer and even die, well fine they can take my resources, they can throw me to the hell hounds, they can break my bones and shatter my organs like jelly.
Loona's Love Life. Chapter 17
"even stranger still," he smirked, "a little bird told me that a hell hound of mine had gone and cried her eye's out at the occasion, professing her love to a human." this got alex's attention. "wait she loves me?" he blurted out without even thinking.
[yiff] Cerberus Journal - two third
Gargoyles, imps and even some lesser hell-hounds eyed us curiously. "wait a -moah!" in that moment a rough and sloppy tongue lapped at our backdoor. as everything in this realm, it was hot. it turned us very sensitive.
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Evening
Mark, anger boiling over him, dropping to all fours as black fur sprouted from his growing body until he became a hell-hound. paul hungrily running around, his stomach shrinking as his body reshaped into that of a hyena-man.
A Psychic's Desire For Power
They didn’t know, but the hell hound was aware that she was calling the shots, so hearing them howl in each successful load was like listening to an omega challenge an alpha for a pack without any training.