Heaven and Hell are at war and we half-breeds are stuck in the middle, tools to be used. I've about had enough.
Does not play well with others. I think that’s on every report card I’ve ever had.
None of it was really my fault, looking back. I didn't ask for CIUP to break into our house. I didn't ask for Creech's misfits to pick us up and I certainly ask for Marie to end up in CIUP's hands. I did what I had to. I'm a survivor. Any older brother would have done the same thing. Maybe not in the same way, but the same thing.
From CIUP's depths, I immerged wanting a normal life, but how can a half-demon have a normal life when he's babysitting the child embodying a bet between Heaven and Hell? I did everything I could for Marie. I even died for her. I almost died twice for her.
I'm not asking for credit, but it's high time someone be held accountable for the mess both sides of the War between Heaven and Hell are making.
Hellhound is a combination of three novellas (HellHound, Pit Master and Fallen Angel), each offering insights into life and the potential for good in the most unlikely places.