Anna Valerious Van Helsing Novels & Stories

she gestured toward me, “-the blood itself awakens.” Dozens of gazes turned to me, some reverent, others hungry, many afraid. “This,” Valentina declared, “is Dennise Dracula, the heir of Vladimir Dracula. The servant of the progenitor blood line. She carries the pure line unbroken, unsullied and she walks beneath the sun unburned. The new dawn belongs to her.” The nobles gasped, a wave of disbelief rippling through them. “She is one of you,” Valentina continued, “and yet beyond you. No poison weakens her. No silver wounds her. She is both day and night. Flesh of my promise, heart of my vengeance.”

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

As the hellhounds reveal the vital information, something dawns on Jaxson. "Two weeks from now is the twelfth-… The twelfth hour of the fall of twelfth," he grumbles. It seems the prophecy is coming to pass, and they'll have no choice but to fight – with or without Valerie. "Hmm, exactly. Your only hope is Valerie. We cannot save her, but if her soul isn't with Hades, one of you may be able to find her and return her to her body." The hellhounds knew Jaxson was ready to do it, but it wasn't so easy. "We suggest the Vampire. He has known her longer; she connects with him – he will find her."

Three beautiful pairs of eyes were looking at me while smiling and showing their pearly white teeth. "Welcome to our world, Alex." they all said happily. I couldn't help but gasp in utter disbelief and said, "What am I doing here?" They all giggled and walked towards me. A girl with red eyes was smiling widely, while her fangs were visible on both sides of her lips. Her hair is auburn brown cascading behind her back. When the wind blew her hair to the side, her two dimples showed. Wow, she also has dimples like mine. She was wearing a red cloak and a pair of black clothing underneath. She's really a vampire. So, this is Val. It’s like I’m looking at the mirror. Wait, she also didn't get burn

"I just realized what Waylan had said. It's true you only acted just like a human and helps her there's nothing wrong about that. It's just that in a human world there's evil and there's angels too. Maybe it's time for us to forget that thing happens long ago." Vlahdy can't stop his tears from falling. "Thank you so much, Ranz," he said while holding his wound. "After all we're both vampires who will help each other if we're in danger." Suddenly a shouting voice was been heard. "What happened?" It was Waylan who is coming near them. She suddenly got near Vlahdy and check his wounds. "Ranz what have you done to him?" she shouted. "It's not me? Why do you always shout at me! And why do you cal

Her eyes then bulged at the sight of me, the sound of a gasp entering her lips before she looked at Xander. That was the last thing I saw before he closed the door, cutting off most of the light that was entering into the room. I could barely see anything more than three feet ahead of me. I took a long shaky breath as I turned towards Xander, freezing under his suddenly confident gaze. His mossy green eyes shone through the dark as all vampires eyes did. His familiar grin made a quick appearance, instinctively making me take a step back. The slim hope I had of those files even existing quickly disappeared.

“Because I can help. My knowledge… it can be an advantage. I know things that can prepare us for what’s coming.” “Your judgment awaits you when this war is over,” she warned, her voice low and serious. “I can’t be destroyed, Annalise. My role as a custodian of knowledge makes me immortal.” She let out a laugh, harsh and mocking. “You think immortality is a blessing? There are fates worse than death, Spencer. And as for your historical advantage, you’ve already gotten a replacement.” My heart dropped, realization hitting me like a cold wave. “Are you referring to Adrian?”

The swooping sound as he fell from the top was the next thing I heard. "What was the meaning of that!... Anita?" Mother yelled at me. Of course, I had nothing to say and I was still thinking of what to do else. He howls as his red eyeballs shone out with scars. Every other people had turned back to see him. ~Lady Marsh would be the first victim, Miss Victoria would get a heart rip, and then...my mother~. All the moves he would make had strolled vividly in my head. It would be all my fault if I had stood and watched that happen. My voice was the first as it chimed out the subtle "No!" Then I was already on my way scurrying towards him. My mother was going to move her hand again but I had ceas

Moments Later [Rina POV] The ward was purged. Well-wishers gone. Nurses gone. Silence so heavy it felt like being buried alive. Two men sat at the foot of my bed. Less like visitors. More like harbingers. Lord Dexter Valerius. High Vampire. Council of Ten. His seat cemented in centuries of bloodshed. He fussed over the temperature of my chamomile. Beside him, Morthos Gravemind. Necromancer Overseer. Fellow Council member. Spinning a soul-gem between skeletal fingers.

At least, that's what the rumours he'd let spread claimed. The doorway held strong, the smoke almost solidifying, my magic strong enough to make the connection. I called the soul I desired. A moment passed and worry flickered. He was either dead dead... Or an asshole. Silvena finished. The smoke moved, drawing our attention. Gabriel tensed in the shadowed corner behind me. Abraham Van Helsing stepped from the smoke doorway, his eyes gleaming like black onyx in the dim light as witch lights ebbed to life sensing the darkness.