Alucard Hellsing Gif Novels & Stories

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

he paused chuckling at the way my heart beat raggedly against its ribcage. “Fuck you!” I spat giving him a knee jack in the place where the sun doesn’t shine before running off while placing my hand on my chest trying to steady my racing heart. Who the hell was that guy? And why was I feeling beneath him? Could he be an Alpha? Nope. Not. I manage to get myself home in one piece ignoring the greetings I got from the servant and weird looks at my infused shoulder. I took slow steps towards the stairs inwardly praying that I don’t come across my uncle or aunt, I already had too much for the day.

This royal palace was the most conspicuous place, even from a distance. A young man looked out over the entire city below from the top window in one of the towers. The look in his eyes was firm and looked a little intimidating. His body was fairly strong like a knight. People immediately lowered their heads and trembled when they saw him. Even a person like Grussel was unable to do anything in front of him. This was what The Royal Crown Prince, Alucard il Lurivia, looked like. His sharp senses could detect the presence of a guard who was in front of the room, about to knocking the door to ask permission to enter.

He exuded regal charm, even in his casual attire of a white tunic and black trousers, and his dominant aura filled the room as his eyes met mine. "You're awake, dollface," Alucard said, his lips curling into a mischievous grin as he strolled over to me. His sleeves were neatly rolled up to his upper arm, hinting at a readiness for action. "Good noon, my beloved queen," he greeted, his tone carrying a warm, teasing lilt. "Have you slept well?" My lips shaped into a bitter smile as I took the pillow and threw it in his direction. Alucard easily caught in it as he let out a low chuckle when he heard me growling.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

It is clear that we have once again met our match by some unknown creature. Very unknown to us, but something which I believe the Windchaser boys have dealt with. I do really find it horrific the things that they deal with. Here I worry about a Vampire that is throwing its toys out the cot, where these two see things that one can not even sit and imagine up yourself. So as we all stare in anticipation at this man that seems to find this exciting, I am near damn ready to slap him.

But that silver wolf grabbed his arm and threw him on his back, saving his life. “Who did this to him?” Julian heard a furious voice from above (as now he was on the ground), and raised his head. A young boy only in shorts was growling at the head of coven, who was trembling in chains. “Remove the pins from her tongue, I want answers.” Alpha Eric’s gaze was fixed at the half human and half dog, an open challenge to the Moon Goddess’s laws. “It’s a nobody, Alpha.” That notorious necromancer was a scared kitten before that silver haired Alpha, Julian’s nerves tightened due to the regal aura of that Alpha.

Power bursts forth from each seal until it sails off and searches for its masters. As soon as the power clears, my sisters appear before me. Each one is wearing angelic armor that is similar to mine. The armor covers them from head to toe. Their helmets have angelic wings molded on the sides and half-masks shaped like a dove's face. The only thing you can see is their glowing eyes and the bottom half of their faces. However, I don’t need to see their faces to know what their human exteriors look like. I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors.

Every time an alpha found his mate the God of werewolves would come to this cave to complete the last ritual. It was said that the God was hard to please. So luna had to put in more efforts in pleasing him than she could ever imagine in her wildest dreams. She could not hear anything except the ragged breathing of people who were in the cave doing the last minute final touches of the preparation. She felt a caress of hand on her face as somebody got close to her. Vishous's beautiful scent engulfed her almost immediately. She tried to even out her breathing. To say she was scared would be an understatement. The only thing that she knew about this ritual was that the God were terrifying. And s

His small face was twisted in fear, but he stood his ground stubbornly. I rolled down the window, and a cold, blood-tinged wind rushed in. "You vicious bitch!" he screamed, his voice shredded by tears and rage. "You put Aunt Valerie in the infirmary! Eighteen stitches! She's still unconscious! The doctors say there might be permanent damage!" "You ruined the future of this pack, you destroyed our best Beta warrior, all over nothing! How can you be so cruel?" I studied the pup I had raised with my own hands. My heart was completely frozen. His half-shifted form radiated hostility, his claws glinting in the fading light.