Alucard Hellsing X Reader Novelas e Histórias

The air inside smelled of burnt hydraulic fluid, ozone, and the bitter, coppery trace of the slaughter that had just concluded at the broken gates below. At the center of the command floor, Alpha Raymond stood behind a massive horseshoe desk of polished ironwood. He was a hulking, broad-shouldered Lycan, his short dark fur heavily laced with grey, his face covered in deep scars from a lifetime of managing the volatile western foundries. He did not wear the ceremonial silks of the Eastern lords or the furs of the Northern elders; he wore a functional, heavy tactical vest over an oil-stained gray uniform. His amber eyes, burning with a desperate, manic intensity, were fixed entirely on the iro

When I don't hear the professor reply, I turn around to find them walking away in a single file. I pass by the cafeteria on my way to my dorm and get my favorite chocolate milk latte and a bag of chips to help me think, before heading on to my dorm. As I lay on my bed munching away the cheese, my mind becomes a whirlwind of questions. Why is my wolf so dangerous and untamed? Why isn't it like other wolves that just come normally? Also why did the professors seem so invested in learning more about my wolf? But amongst all these one thing sticks with me more than the others. The fact that I just saw the three most feared alphas in our school drink blood from someone. Not three of them, but if

Thea snapped, but Rhea – having long since found that as an Angel of Hell, her fury was righteous – didn’t let anyone control her narrative. “I was getting ready for my duties,” Rhea replied, ignoring her aunt’s/sister’s tantrum. “I had just gotten out of the shower when Thea Holiday came into my room with a gun in her hand.” “You lying bitch!” It happened fast after that… Thea charged at Rhea – and she was going in for the kill! Her claws were out, ready and hungry for blood. The fury in her eyes transformed her face to something almost inhuman. Hell, there was even something demonic about her, as she half shifted to her wolf. Her mouth foaming and her fangs showing.

You have to end this" I could sense that he was in pain, but he was trying so hard to hide it. Scarlet nodded and he released her, as she continued with her spell, tears flowing freely from her eyes. I noticed that the three caped men were staring at Vincent, it was hard to read their emotions, because of the cape hood which was covering their faces. Their gaze snapped to Scarlet and I could tell they were furious. They started walking towards Scarlet as the Grydens paved way for them. Vincent was still on the floor groaning in pain as the dagger kept on melting. Scarlet whose voice was shaking as she said the spell tried to make it quick while trying to stay focused. I saw the three caped p

Xavier tilted his head, amused, “Used? No, my dear you were… infused.” The word hung sharp, a twisted thread, A deeper truth left half unsaid. “You were meant to carry power, A perfect bloom in a dying flower. The Alpha’s blood, your fragile grace, A child who’d rule in my embrace.” Russell’s growl was low, feral, torn, “You’ll never touch what I have borne.” Xavier laughed, a hollow sound, “You think this ends because you’ve found Some fleeting sense of fatherhood? Too late, Alpha you misunderstood.” He stepped closer, slow, precise, A serpent shedding every vice.

Alucard was not in his right mind at that moment and there was no doubt about that, having drunk so much alcohol from the afternoon until late at night wasn't a good idea because at that moment Alucard was letting himself be carried away by the wishes of his wolf, Ralcad who took control of his conscience to do everything that Alucard wouldn't dare to do. After he left Jaden's lips, the younger had frozen at the door without understanding what had just happened between them, he didn't even realize when Alucard drank that cup of hot chocolate or when he had taken the tray from him to leave it aside.

He engulfed me in a hug then spoke in a low almost indecipherable tone. “Your mummy is gone.” That was all he said. No words of comfort or anything. Just that. I run into the living room where the birthday was supposed to happen and I found her with scratch marks on her neck with blood pooling around her. It was gnarly and till today, my father, Demon Lord Altyre has vowed to avenge her death

Just a blurred shape with light tracing its edges from the window. "Alaric." No more "Alpha Ashford." Just his name. "I'm here." His voice came from very close. Then he took my hand and traced a character into my palm—"here." Because he knew I might not be able to hear much longer either. "I don't want to wait anymore," I said. There were no tubes in me. The Healer had been managing the decay with periodic Wolfsbane injections. But every dose only delayed an ending that was already written.

"How dare you! I asked who you are!" "I’m Drex. The Lycan you called a 'black monster' the other day," he replied without looking back. "You... you can shift?" Xavier followed him, stunned. "Rucif gave me a nourishing tonic. It restored my energy faster than I expected. I have to admit, the man is a genius." "Rucif is an alchemist of the highest order. He is more than just 'genius,'" Xavier corrected him. "Yeah, for once, I agree. Are you here alone? Where are your guards? And where are your wives? Don’t you have a dozen of them?" Drex asked bluntly.

Even if I would consider it now, he had already called on for the war. I quickly mind linked the pack doctor to reach the pack house, first things first. I grabbed my father's hand and pulled it on my shoulder to keep him balanced, his injuries were already healing but a hit from alpha needed time to heal. I looked for my brother, before I said something, Reed signals someone and in the next moment August was being carried on a stature, his face covered in blood, body unconscious. I was terrified, the rumors were true, Alpha Reed Xander just don't took down his enemies, he destroyed them. The scene was horrific, I bit my lips and fought back the tears. Don't show your enemies your weakness.