Mistakenly Summoned Him From Hell Novel by Sugar Nyfe _ Novel




Mistakenly Summoned Him From Hell Chapter 01

My beastman was disobedient.
So I made a wish to Santa Claus for a puppy who would love me.
A week later, an arrogant man with black wings appeared at my door, walking a three-headed hellhound.
"This is the most dog-like creature where we come from. He's a bit on the large side, and his stamina is rather fierce..."
"But I, Satan, have already trained him well. Now he can wag his tail and spin in circles."
"You don't need to prepare food. If he gets hungry, he'll take the initiative to give kisses or do other naughty things."
As if to prove his words were true, Satan blew a whistle.
The giant black hound sitting on the ground paused for a second, then stood up and spun in a circle anyway.
Was I dreaming?
I rubbed my eyes hard.
The man and the giant hound still hadn't disappeared.
"I think there might be some mistake. I made a wish to Santa Claus for a puppy..."
"No mistake. The letter said Satan."
I meant to write Santa!
The man flicked the paper in his hand with his fingertips, his eyes narrowing:
"You're not trying to back out, are you?"
He flashed closer, and the surrounding lights quickly went out.
Only a harsh beam of light struck from his chin to his brows, casting heavy shadows beneath his prominent brow bone.
It was terrifying.
I gulped and whispered no.
"Good. I thought you wanted to back out."
"The last guy who played me was torn to shreds by Cerberus and hung on the eaves to air-dry. He hasn't even finished eating him yet."
I shivered, unable to resist stealing a glance at the hellhound.
Crimson pupils stared down at me from above.
His black fur was sleek and glossy, shining with a dazzling, pearl-like luster just like an ancient Greek statue.
He wasn't wearing pants, and his masculine endowment was pointing right at me.
"Grab it, and the pact will be sealed."
I froze. “Grab what?”
He looked huge and intimidating, but grabbing that spot right when we first met was way too much.
Besides, my hands were too small. I probably couldn’t even…
“His tail. What else?”
I snapped back to reality at once.
The hellhound obediently lifted his fluffy tail. My face turned bright red.
“Haha, the tail! I knew you meant the tail.”
The door slammed shut loudly.
I stood there, utterly mortified and dying of embarrassment.
But in the end, I still opened the door and grabbed the hellhound's tail.
Satan closed his notebook with satisfaction.
Before closing the door, he bared his fangs and said:
"Now you can name him yourself."
I hesitated for a moment.
"Then... can I call him Milo?"
As soon as the words fell, a dazzling red light emerged around the giant hound.
When the light faded, Satan disappeared.
A wolf-like youth with an eight-pack, a V-taper physique, and a high-bridged nose suddenly appeared before my eyes.
He was ten thousand times prettier than the caracal my parents gave me and my sister.
It only took me one second to accept him.
Wolves belong to the canine family and are very loyal to humans.
Even though I didn't have outstanding looks, he probably wouldn't hate me like Oliver Hayes did.
Seeing as he was still completely naked.
I covered my eyes, talking to him through the gaps between my fingers.
"Hello, my name is Chloe Bennett. Go to my room and change into some clothes first."
I pushed him into the room.
Just as I threw Oliver's clothes into the room, the door opened again.
Laughter and chatter flooded into the room.
It was my sister, Lillian Bennett, coming home.

READ FULL NOVEL HERE