Alucard Hellsing X Reader Novels & Stories

His gray eyes now replaced with deep scarlet, as if flood of blood pooled on those. “If your goal is to free it through me, you are utterly mistaken. Only the summoner can break the spell that bound it.” Marcus only stared at her without saying anything. None of the vampires ever moved did. Kaleen’s eyes went to the Manik’s direction, a creature so foul and huge that its exposed skin stretched from its elongated face down to its four legs. It could be likened into a werewolf but viler…and deadlier. Its whitened eyes stared directly at her, hungered for the blood that coursed through her.

I really do not know how much it means to him, but I have also noticed how he spends most of his time caressing it. “I have nothing to do with demons,” he murmurs as he withdraws his hand from mine, once again, touching the ring. “My younger brother is. I only bear his name and title because he is very hideous.” “You bear his name?” The old man smiles and takes his eyes back to his fingers. “Yes. He is Xaulfur, the demon-obsessed. I’m Daymion, the Alpha.”

Alpha warned, unleashing a third of his magical power on Ned. The burning sensation in Ned's body was like a fire consuming his heart. He covered his chest and retreated, collapsing in pain when he could no longer stand. Alpha regarded the struggling Ned calmly and walked over to him. "Have you decided to comply?" he asked. "No, I'd die first," Ned gritted out through the pain. "Very well, then suffer," Alpha said, unleashing a wave of feral energy that assailed Ned's mind, causing him to scream in agony. The other werewolves watched silently from a distance.

Desperate for one, even! "Buddy, you saw what he did to Rafe; with a simple click of his demonic fingers, he can send you fuck knows where!" I tried to reason with Archer's need to survive. "And as confident as I am- I don't think I can take him without you!" "We are not just a wolf- we have Alpha blood! We are stronger than Rafe! He might not be able to silence us!" Archer argued frustratedly.

“I have told you that I was trained by Alpha King. This means that I didn’t attend Alpha academy. My father sent me to the human college and after his death, the Alpha King directly appointed me as an Alpha. Just two months of personal training was enough for me.” He opened the book and started reading solemnly. Charlotte sighed and pulled his ears with full force. “Next time, if I find your hidden plan after its execution, you will sleep outside for a week.” Her stern voice left no room for discussion, Eric shrank back into the couch. “Yes, Luna!” “Liar!” She murmured under her breath and stormed out of the room; Eric resumed his reading with great interest. “What is the meaning of rise in

Her mum had mind-linked her telling her the Beta was watching her. She didn't want to seem like a weakling, it was a privilege that the beta taught her privately. She didn't want to bring shame to him so she transformed and charged at the girl. Helen didn't expect her not to transform, that's why she kept coming at her. It felt as if she was in rage, she suddenly couldn't see clearly as she tasted the girl's blood. It tasted sweet and she wanted more, she didn't know what happened, and only when she saw Kendrick's blood did she calm down.

He nods once, a gesture that somehow manages to be both polite and regal, then he follows Professor Aldric down the corridor. I stand there, rooted to the spot, watching him walk away with the professor. That was him. That was really him. Liam Kingston. The Lycan Prince. My supposed mate according to his dying words in a timeline he doesn’t remember. ‘He’s beautiful,’ Rayla sighs dreamily in my mind. ‘Yes he is,’ I agree with her. After he finally turns a corner with the professor, I force my legs to move, continuing towards the Admissions Office with my mind replaying every second of the encounter.

I was seized again and shoved toward the door radiating overwhelming Alpha power—still wearing the ill-fitting white dress embroidered with the Sterling wolf crest. In the mask’s darkness, at the altar stood a figure as massive as a mountain—Alaric Argent. His Alpha presence made my knees weak, yet a strange sense of calm washed over me, overriding my fear. Ancient vows echoed. A Warrior Attendant thrust a heavy silver ceremonial cup into my hands. Alaric’s palm closed over mine, steady and strong, as we raised the cup together. The vows were completed. After the ceremony, I was escorted to Alaric’s chambers. I sat on the stone bed draped in furs, clutching the oversized dress, awaiting my s

The only sound is the wind whistling through the stone pillars and the distant, rhythmic thumping of a hundred supernatural hearts. Alaric stands at the very front. He looks like a man being burned from the inside out. His hands are clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides, and his jaw is set so tightly that Juniper wonders if his teeth might shatter. He isn't the calm, cool Alpha she met in her shop. He is a male watching his mate walk into a death trap, and the restraint it is taking for him to stay still is visible in the way his shoulders tremble. He wants to roar. He wants to carry her away. But he can't.

“You look less terrible.” “Tch.” Dax squinted suspiciously at Miguel while walking beside him. “You’re acting weird.” Miguel ignored him immediately. His mind was elsewhere. Because standing further down the hallway near the open windows, Caius was there. The transfer student stood quietly near the corner, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other held a novel lazily open. Morning light spilled across his jade chestnut brown hair softly as he read like the entire world around him didn’t exist.