Anna Valerious Van Helsing Novels & Stories

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

Winston asked Valeria in a low tone. "I am Valeria Ambrosia, daughter of Caster Ambrosia, the second Dracula." Valeria answered the vampire master without looking into his eyes. Winston took a step closer towards Valeria. He pinched her chin lightly and guided her gaze towards his. "So, you are the sister of the great Queen Victoria?" Asked the vampire master in a curious tone.

only way to get the throne is if the true heir gives it to him or they die, Short light chocolate brown hair with red tips Dark blue eyes with little specks of green 6'ft inches 23 Power:- Silver tongue Igaro Ivashov Hybrid Lycan Mate to Melissa Head warrior to the hybrids and lycan demons, Long dark brown hair Silver gray eyes 6'ft inch Age unknown Alovia Davister Magical Queen of Davister clan and magicals later goddess of death Short red hair Emerald green eyes 5'6 inch Power:- Davister power casting spells and performing dark magic later goddess of darkness. Xander Valsher Werewolf Adopted brother of Melissa Next Alpha of Valsher pack later one of the royal council to the crown, Lord of

“No, I said the book wasn’t true. I said Stoker got most of it right, but not all of it. But, yes, Dracula was very real.” “And you helped hunt him down?” “Not as much as I would have liked, but yes. I was there for part of it. Along with Van Helsing and the others.” “Van Helsing was a real guy?” “Yes, she was real.”

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

My father was a vampire, some believe you should only mate with your own kind, my parents believed in the mate bond. My mother was exhiled from her pack, my father from his coven, that was fine, they were forgotten, until they had me... That's when the council decided they had to destroy me. I have always been aware of what I am, half wolf half vampire, a hybrid as my mother called me, I know the powers I could possess, i got my wolf, Nova at 16, but until I'm 18 I won't fully know my power. My birthday is in two days, I need to hide until I get my full strength, then I will get my revenge, I will kill all that were involved, first I need to survive.

“W-What do you mean?” “Princess Elara, do I scare you?” he says, his one eye narrowing. “You're not at all what you seem or show yourself to be,” I tell him, doing my best to mask the fear I feel. He smirks. “I'm just Valen. A vampire among these wolves. And they all hate me. My fault? Being curious. And being a vampire, of course. It'll kill me someday.” His voice compels me into believing he's being honest just like it allured me during the feast. “What killed you the first time?” I question him.

He was the Vampire High Lord after all. “ My Lord, this is Valerie Adhan. She is 78 years old. A first class born vampire. The only daughter and heir to the Adhan clan. She has been trained since she was a child to be a bride to a noble like yourself. She is far better than all the other ladies we have seen today and did I forget to mention that she is a middle blood vampire too…”, Middleton ranted with a rather annoying smile on his face. Lumiére rubbed his temple, “ too young…” he commented.

It was only a matter of time. Helena remained silent as they began to dress her, and Fox and Rebekah explained certain things to her - that was when they arrived at the mansion. She was still scared and didn't understand certain things. But she wasn't stupid; like a few others, she sometimes joked that Fox, because of his strength, seemed like a superhuman being, correction, supernatural. She was shocked when they both told her who they were, how long they had been on earth, and of course, who the woman calling herself Dahioh Dom was. It left her more than astounded.

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Behind her, the air tore open. Literally tore—like reality splitting into a wound. From the darkness within, two figures stepped out. Vampires. Tall, pale, with that unnatural stillness of the undead. Light black leather armor. Short swords glowing with dark energy—silver infused with something demonic. A shadow portal. Malik’s warlock had opened a gate straight into the greenhouse basement. “You’ve got company,” Valentina said. “And before you think about screaming—there are four more upstairs. Your silver guardian friend was the first to fall. Paralyzed spell. She’s alive… but if you don’t cooperate, she won’t be.”