Alucard Hellsing Dracula Novels & Stories

Adam screams his special spell, letting the thunder from the clouds above descend on Varca. Pegasus was shocked, more than anyone around. Olga, who was covered behind a building sees the victory move of Adam as she gasps. "H-He hurt Varca! Oh my God! He hurt The Vampire King! My Adam~"

"Or are you just accommodating her and treating her right because she now has something important, huh? If she hadn't given you an heir, would you have seen her in a different light? I am sure you still see her the same way. You're just tolerating her because of Henry," His fists clenched. Lucian trotted towards Leon and glared at Reinhardt who had come to stand beside his Alpha. He was a threat as much as they were and they had to be careful. He had looked everywhere for any trap or hidden. The sound of men falling to their death and growls increased behind them but none of the men flinched. Though Reinhardt had a gash running across his cheek and it was yet to close so Leon figured the arr

Other wise, he'd just send his beta to deal with whatever it was that needed his attention. Apart from his own pack members and the ones fortunate enough to meet him, Lucious' face had remain unknown to the supernatural world . Roel gulped down ' What the hell is he doing here?' His eyes landed on the livid Alpha. The rogues all growled at Lucious, baring their ugly fangs at him. " Who's this punk trying to mess with?!" A rogue yelled , his eyes landed on the head of Aeon which had stopped before his feet. The shock on his face slowly morphed into anger.

But he had his head twisted around, staring over his shoulder…at two more SUVs stopped right behind his, the headlights of all three shedding crisscrossing spotlights on the road. And on a swarm of men, two of them taking charge of khaki-fucker, one of them opening the driver’s side door of Walter’s SUV, a few others doing whatever you did in a situation like this, one standing by the new vehicle and raising something up to his shoulder, and the other—Declan. My heart stumbled, expanded, clenched tight. The last was Declan, running faster than I’d ever seen an alpha move, headed straight for Walter with his claws and fangs gleaming in the moonlight.

Cedric asserted as he pulled up the chair Jace had been using. I watched him pull out a few folded pieces of paper and open them. Looking up at me, he asked if it was Alaric and Valerie McKnight who were responsible for my injuries. “Valerie didn't shoot me, her father had,” I explained, and he nodded. “Where is Austin?” I asked sternly, and the representative glanced at Jace and waved his hand for him to leave. The moment the door shut, Cedric Phillips turned to me and said, “Austin Belmont is suspected to be part Druid wolf and is being monitored for any unbecoming behavior.”

Raising his head from whatever he was doing, he looked at us, a cruel smirk playing on his lips, very relaxed in the chair and clasped his hands. "Why, hello again, Amelia? You're always welcome." He grinned and I wondered what the suspense was and if there was going to be a price that I would pay for this time. Because his smirk was identical to Cassius's and Doctor Goodman was a vampire.

"Mr. Alucard is a wind attribute user.” I smiled brightly. "Then shall you get started?"

Alucard and his wolf knew that they had to protect his mate, his precious luna; a lot of people saw that moment with surprise and even more when he put his fangs in the neck of his mate and bit her skin inserting his fang, leaving a mark on his mate's neck. He was so concerned for his mate that never saw that his mate was a man and not a girl until when he left his neck and saw the guy in his arms closely with the tears from the bite, Alucard turned his eyes to the clothes the other was wearing and froze, those trousers with the black boots, the white shirt, and the silver roses stamped in the white coat. Alucard knows everything about that person but when Alucard realized it, he pushed him

Outside, the mountain sky had gone pale with early light, and Storm Academy sat quiet beneath a thin veil of cloud, as if the whole campus were holding its breath. Celeste sat at the head of the table with one hand resting near the Hellebore Blade and the other around a mug of tea she had forgotten to drink. Across from her sat the Vampire King, Count Alucard, in a tailored black coat that somehow made even the morning light look more formal. To her right was the First Wizard of Shambhala, the One, still and unreadable in the way ancient people often were when they had outlived the need to rush.