Castlevania Alucard Fanart Novels & Stories

"He will never love you the way I do. Because my love for you is not a choice. It is a sickness. And I do not want to be cured." I sat there until the lamp burned low. Until my voice was raw from talking to photographs. Until the first light of dawn crept down the stairs and touched the edge of the room. I stood up slowly. My body was stiff and my eyes were dry from not blinking. I looked at the wall one final time. Then I picked up a red marker from the table and walked to the map I had pinned in the corner. The Lycan Kingdom stared back at me. The red circle I had drawn around Maya's wing of the palace was already there.

This was the only chance that they were going to receive to slam their cock inside the fuck hole of their Luna. So they used and abused this chance until their mouths were full of the taste of Maya’s skin and her cum, and their cocks were purple and drained of every drop of cum. On the other hand, Vishous was not having anything different. His cock was looking like a burning rod from cumming so much. His eyes had changed to his wolf's. Like an animal's lethal and starving eyes that were ready to devour its next prey. His claws were out. It looked like he was almost in pain from restraining himself from beasting out.

The air smelled of dust and old paper. “So, I did a bit of digging using the names you provided. It was hard, but I remembered reading a bit about him years ago,” she said, sliding a picture toward me. It was a drawing in a slightly cartoonish, old-fashioned font, but the distinguishing features were unmistakable. The dark blonde hair, the piercing green eyes. “Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.”

The murmurs rose among the guests, and then a figure stepped forward beside Dominic, a tall Alpha with dark hair, sharp grey eyes, and a scar slicing through his brow. He grinned, pulling Dominic into a brief, fierce embrace. “To think that you believed that I wouldn’t show.” “Marcellus.” He said, pulling away from the hug. “My bride, and Luna.” “A pleasure to meet you, Aria.” “You know my name.” “Oh, I am not the only one who does. You have caused a little stir around. Not in a very good way, but I believe that you are worth it if your Alpha chose you above all.” He said, smiling.

There were chuckles but I kept my face to the ground, avoiding their stares and struggling to keep my head together. “I'm sorry for making you all gather here on such short notice,” The Alpha started. “But the Luna ceremony is around the corner and it is only right that I introduce your future Luna to you.” There were cheers along with a few mumbles. My heart was drumming against my chest. Some part of my stupid head hoped that he would turn around and introduce me as his Luna. Yes, that was how delusional I was. “Permit me to introduce to you the Future Luna of the Gray Moon Pack, Lucy Hart…”

It was an exquisite torment, a dance of surrender and yearning. The vampire's fangs, unveiled like secrets shared between lovers, gently pierced her supple flesh. A sigh, laden with pleasure rather than pain, escaped Amira's lips, as if embracing a hidden union that bridged the realms of darkness and desire. It was a union forged in the alchemy of their souls. With each languid pull, the vampire savored the intoxicating elixir that flowed forth, mingling his immortal essence with her vibrant life force. The exchange was not solely sustenance but an enchanting pas de deux, a symphony of passion interwoven within their intertwined destinies.

Duk, looking at the vampire with displeasure, takes necklaces with stones "Eleanor's Tears" - Alud, take this black chain, it will increase your abilities at times. says Brook-ta-man. Alud silently puts the chain around his neck. The energy of the artifact immediately penetrates the werewolf, but his face still remains stone. The vampire, looking at the grief of a temporary ally, adds:

I cried into his embrace, all the time my gazed fixed to Marguerite’s glassy eyes. Lucifer laid the unmoving corpse down on the stone, her final resting place. He dipped his fingers into the thick sticky pool of blood, and drawing himself back up to his full height walked toward Lucas and myself. Using his fingers, he drew the sticky substance and created an upside down red triangle on Lucas’ forehead. The tip of the triangle nestled between his eyes. The blood pooled at the point, and dripped down the bridge of his nose. He moved his fingers to me. And whilst Lucas held me firmly in my arms by way of comforting me. Lucifer drew the same mark onto my head as well.

9) Alistair the Elemental: Alistair controls the elements, channelling the power of fire, water, earth, and air to unleash devastating elemental attacks and manipulate the environment. 10) Selene the Moonweaver: Selene draws power from the moon, granting her enhanced strength, agility, and the ability to harness lunar energy for healing and empowerment. 11) Orion the Thunderstrike: Orion wields the force of thunder and lightning, conjuring storms, directing bolts of electricity, and creating havoc with the raw power of nature. 12) Dante the Bloodbane: Dante possesses the power to control blood, both his own and that of others, using it to manipulate life force, induce paralysis and even drai

If he was going to kiss me while the girls were asleep just to uphold an image, then he could get his damn face painted. The artist’s eyes widened as he looked at Alaric. “Wait, aren’t you... Alpha Alaric?” Alaric gave a slight nod. “Yes.” The artist’s face lit up. “It’s an honor! I’ll make sure your designs are perfect.” The girls giggled as the artist began to paint delicate butterfly patterns on their cheeks, the colors shimmering under the fairground lights. When it was my turn, I sat patiently as he replicated the design, adding a few extra sparkles across my cheeks and nose. I actually really liked the design, and the girls said it made me look like a fairy princess.