Abridged Alucard Novels & Stories

The dirty ghoul laughed very hard, before his eyes turned green “Don't worry about it, I will return from the Werewolf Kingdom carrying the head of Alpha Lucian, I will take revenge and make my master proud.” He said while laughing evilly, before moving with steps that shook the entire office, leaving the place before he turned back and said: “Come on, you have to get ready to clear your desk for me.” His smile widened as he said with extreme sarcasm "Farewell, great first commander." As soon as the ogre left the office, a black shadow with a yellow mark appeared on his forehead, flying through the air. It was different from the rest of the shadows serving Aragon.

Alucard was my friend; we always talked about each other's lives, and never once had he mentioned Ryker's name. The first werewolf he associated with was Luperca, the woman he fell in love with. Something about Ryker didn’t add up. "Lucian… is everything okay?" she asked gently. "I want to meet this Ryker," I said, gulping. "I have important questions for him."

Despite the scary fight going on infront of me, my mind managed to be swamped with many other things, different smells began to hit my nose and the thoughts bothering me were quite unclear. He managed to throw Brenda off balance, sending her sprawling across the ground. He pounced on her, his powerful jaws snapping dangerously close to her throat. Brenda growled and twisted, she twisted free and lashed out, catching him off guard. She took advantage of the momentary lapse, darting away from him and towards the edge of the cliff. She paused, her eyes locking onto mine, filled with a mix of hatred and something else—fear, perhaps? "This isn't over," she growled, her voice rough and menacing, s

I do believe that he shall not only rip your head to shreds, but he shall drive your heart straight out of your chest. Lucius has not always been the King of the Under World; he came to a head in a battle with the former King. Lucius's kind has no problem in ending the lives of their own, but they spawn back just as quick as they seem to perish. Now can I convince this man to see that we were left with no other option but to turn the boy? There was just not enough time. There would have been no way for him to save the boy's life by the time we reached him; I do believe that he shall see it this way.

Lucia also ignored my phone, she just took care of me all day and gave me love, while the time passed slowly. The next day I could walk and lie down in bed like a normal person, I no longer depended on Lucia to get up and change my clothes, I remembered how difficult it had been to live a few hours ago. However, when I left the room to join Matheus, my girlfriend's father was in the living room. He looked at me somewhat indignantly. "So you're Jared Ackerman?" "Uh... Yeah..." "The wolves in the woods are pretty weird, especially the ones in your family. Did you know your dad was a mobster and did time?"

The contradiction made him unsure of what to do, so he stood there, less angry, more confused, and uncertain of himself. Lone Wolf finally stirred, looking up at me. That pernicious werewolf dared wink at me! "Please, my lord, my alpha, I would hear your words. And my Beta, please," the big man's voice lowered to a whisper, "please my Beta," he begged, "please, please be willing to listen. I need..." he couldn't go on, silent tears falling. Once again, he played the Royal card, calling me 'lord' for his companion's sake. Once again, he meant every word he said. And he knew I would let him get away with it because of that wink!

I asked as I stood up from the ground and gradually walked towards him. " My Government, doctor Ronald. I know what you must be thinking, is the US authority aware of this experiment going on? Well, the answer is no. This is all my doing, the US government was too idiotic to take up the offer, so I did. I couldn't resist the idea of creating a genetically modified hybrid from the two most rare and unique creatures, Vampires and werewolves. Isn't that mind-blowing?" He furrowed his eyebrows, and gazed at me, before lighting a stick of cigarette, took a whiff then leaned and puffed it on my face.

Some grief simply had to be carried, not argued away. "Voss," I said finally, turning the name over again in my mind. "She said Voss. That's not a common surname." "No," Rowan agreed. "It isn't." We both understood the implication without needing to speak it fully aloud. Malachar Voss. High Elder of the Council of Alphas. A name whispered by a dying survivor's attacker, moments before slaughtering an entire village loyal to my crown.

The Alpha of the Ravenscroft Citadel, the most feared mafia werewolf lord in all of Ravenshire City. His glowing crimson eyes lock onto mine. He drops the heavy steel door onto the pavement with a loud crash that echoes through the empty alley. "Well, well," Alaric purrs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates directly against my ribs, making every nerve in my body snap to attention. "What is a discarded little Ashford pup doing hiding in my gutter?" I do not cringe. I do not drop my eyes. I reach under the seat, pull my silver-tipped blade, and point it directly at his throat.

In all the years he has been studying here, has he not known anyone or at least a friend? Kaiden looked at Lord Ethan with a clear sign of judgment. As if he expected the answer. He proudly raised his chin. "Yes, Señorita. You can count me in.” proudly announced then looked at Lord Ethan with a smug look on his face. "I'm not like the others out there who don't have friends," he mocked. Woah... impressive even though he is new here he already built-up his connection unlike the other one out there. "Mr. Alucard is a wind attribute user.” I smiled brightly. "Then shall you get started?"