Castlevania #alucard Novels & Stories

Raven could only pace back and forth fighting internally with his dilemma. "How bout we start this game, Angelica? I can't wait to make you my wedded wife and prey of course! I have this hide-and-seek game pretty interesting. My days of boredom are finally over!!" Murderous Light glimmered in Lucifer's eyeball as his dark aura went viral in the room, even the ancestral paintings could feel the chill. ~~~~~~~~~

“Beta Carys has always proved her loyalty to us and our pack. We can’t judge her based on a mistake she made in her teens.” Elijah scoffed, “oh really? So where is she? When the lycans attacked, she should be here, protecting you and your to-be luna.” “Moreover, these photos tell a completely different story. It clearly looks as if she is commanding the lycans. They are dressed as the same people who attacked us and injured your mate, Alpha Joshua.” Carter said. “How did you even get this photo?” Joshua asked Dominic Percy, alpha of the Spring pack and Edith’s elder brother.

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.

Every time an alpha found his mate the God of werewolves would come to this cave to complete the last ritual. It was said that the God was hard to please. So luna had to put in more efforts in pleasing him than she could ever imagine in her wildest dreams. She could not hear anything except the ragged breathing of people who were in the cave doing the last minute final touches of the preparation. She felt a caress of hand on her face as somebody got close to her. Vishous's beautiful scent engulfed her almost immediately. She tried to even out her breathing. To say she was scared would be an understatement. The only thing that she knew about this ritual was that the God were terrifying. And s

“Come on. I know you’re in grief and you’re looking for someone to pin it on.” I shook my head. “Don’t gaslight me, Elma. I know how to play that game better than you do. I’m Lycan. It’s what we do. You’re just a wolf. Now, I’m going to say this once. And I’ll say it very clearly. If I find out that you are the one holding my kid, I swear to the moon goddess, I will rip you limb from limb and no one will stop me. Have I made myself clear?” She gestured for me to calm down, and she started coming towards me as I growled, letting my aura flare and my eyes glow before her. She shivered backwards, which had a smile curling up on my face.

Blake’s POV As I ascend the hill with Alpha Victor, an electric tension fills the air. The moonlight bathes us, illuminating the path and casting long shadows that dance with each step we take. The transformation grips us instantly. Victor's Lycan, a formidable figure in its own right, pales in comparison to the sheer size and strength of my own. Standing there, I see the recognition in Victor's eyes as he nods subtly, acknowledging my power dynamic.

I should’ve felt safe. I didn’t. The dream started the same way it always did. White roses. The mating altar. Me at 18. Kieran in black, smiling at someone behind me. The crowd. My white dress, too tight, too bright. “I, Alpha Kieran, reject Alba Monroe as my mate.” His voice echoed in my skull. And the whole damn pack clapped. Then it shifted. Veronica wasn’t in white anymore. She was in red. Holding a knife.

Isaac had called himself Zac and no one had asked for mine. Isaac's grip on my hand tightened as he walked faster and dragged me along behind. I threw a glance over my shoulder, just in time to see Alpha Dolion jump to his feet and point an accusing finger at me. I resented the fact that Isaac had made me throw out all my colored contacts. A few purple streaks and a half shaved head were not enough to hide if people knew what they were looking for. Changing my eyes had always been my saving grace. "You," he growled. "The lycan and the runt."

Alice - Being a Luna was never part of my plan but it was my destiny and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack and there weren't any more death threats.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."