Novel & Cerita Axel Van Helsing

she answered. "But he'll wake up soon, right?" I asked her, and she giggled at me. "Of course! He's a pure-blood vampire, and besides, they could not pull out his heart," Ash confidently answered as she pointed at the most extensive stitch in Daniel's chest. "His heart?" I asked, and she nodded. "Pureblood vampires will only die once their heart has been pulled out of their bodies," Ash explained, making me feel relieved, knowing that Daniel would wake up soon.

“I've helped you get the immortality you desire, and now I'm helping you again, controlling Barbara so that she can kill the victims that you will make sacrifices for me.” Reksa stepped forward, approaching Hugo with a breath that smelled like a mixture of sulfur and wet tar. The devil gripped the Cursed's shoulder, making him grit his teeth in the pain and heat from Reksa's hands. Within seconds, Reksa's form was no longer human, but like a real devil, flaming red and black. Hugo's shoulders slowly smoked, but not the slightest sign of fire could come out.

Delaphine said with a bright smile as she reached for an apple from a low branch and bite right into it. "I hope you get what your heart desire," I wished her. "Ho-oh.., someone who you can't stand is coming towards us," Delaphine whispered to me. My head turned to see who it was and my stomach instantly churned noticing it was Turner Cavill. A boy who was also a part of my village before it was attacked by werewolves. "Let's go somewhere else," I told Delaphine as I quickly got up. Turner ran in front of me stopping me before I could move from the tree.

he said, not loosening his arm around me. “I am sorry for your loss, Alexei” the man, I assume, Donatello, said, looking at Alexei who nodded. Alexei didn’t remove his arm from around me, and seeing that, I did not try to move “I take it that you found yourself a little mate, however, I am surprised that she is a Lycan, I am sure that she is making herself useful” “I don’t think I asked you for a comment, Donatello” Alexei said, glaring at the man.

I was helpless and naked, immobile against the freezing, wet snow, sure it was stained red from the cuts all over my body. The white wolf stood over me and I realized I knew that scent. I figured out where I had smelled the scent of the mystery pack before. The wolf standing over me was Alexander Adalwolf, a man I had gone to Grey Wolf University with—a man whose life I had saved. He was the alpha of the Pine Forest Pack in Ontario. I looked up at him, wondering if he would take my life. That was when he shifted into his human form. “Wulfric?”

I knew that Harley was upset, her words dripping with fear. “Yes, I expect you to find those two new she-wolves and stop them from doing anything.” I felt myself growing weaker, the need for medical attention clear. The shoulder wound was nothing, but the abdominal wound was dangerous and could be deadly if not addressed. “Well, well, well, Alpha Anders,” Alpha Lorenzo of the Silver Springs Pack, stood over me. A vampire stood next to him, a gun in his hand. “Ever since we had interactions with your father, I have been looking forward to the day that I could take this fuckin’ pack down.” He walked around me, kicking my gaping wound as he circled me. “I only wish that your father was here to

He turned to me, his eyes glinting in the low light. "It will be faster this way," he said. Before I could ask what he meant, he took a step back—and shifted. In a blur of motion and raw magic, Alexandro’s human form disappeared, replaced by a massive wolf. He stood easily twice as tall as an ordinary wolf, his black fur gleaming under the silver moonlight. His presence was overwhelming, majestic, wild, breathtaking. But his eyes... his eyes remained the same. Piercing blue, filled with quiet command and something else—an invitation.

Alexander gasped once again as he put a hand to cover his mouth as shock reigned on his face. "You mean, when the White Wolf's in the London headquarter was . . . brutally killed while it was being lively broadcasted . . . around the world?" Ash just nodded in reply. He knew how horrible it was when they watched them on TV, that dreadful day. He could see himself wearing Alexnder face right now as shock, terror and horror filled them as they witnessed that horrible scenario.

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.

Alexander asked, tugging me closer to him while speaking to Cole, his arm a solid, reassuring weight around my shoulders. "Yeah, seems Remington just opened a weapons shop with a strip club above it across from the Sanctuary. Rhys is about to have a seizure over it. He met his match in this one, and she's aware she is untouchable. I'm only a phone call away if you need anything. I have to get back to my own club. One Van Helsing has to control his brain to run the Van Helsing Knights and keep the monsters in check. Xavier being away hasn't gone unnoticed, and Nyota isn't any damn help now since she's made it her personal mission to guard Bullet Van Helsing."