Castlevania #hector Novels & Stories

Lucifer Once I flash out of Lana’s room, I partially shift into my devil form and hone my senses until I reach the destination Azazel instructed me to go to. The earthquake occurred in the Arcata forest. Using my night vision, I try to find the entity that caused such havoc but see nothing. I land near a copse and look around for any signs of what it could have been until I reach a large section of the forest that looks like it was burnt to a crisp. The trees, dirt and grass around the ragged opening are scorched. Within minutes, Azazel and Mathias appear beside me.

Zachary's voice becomes manlier and deep, also, his features become more mature. Hector, the oldest of the boys. He turned into a 4th Devine Peak Poison Master and 6th Devine Advance Beast Tamer Master since he had been taming spirit beasts on the forest. Soheila's spirit ring was full of tamed spirit beasts because of him. he decided to sell it at the auction house, so he can earn spirit stones. Since Soheila's spirit ring can accommodate life except for humans, a lot of living things were inside. Hector was the ace in the six birds when it comes to using guns, so he didn't need to train again. Although sometimes he will train to check his skills. He is more focusing on his dagger skills. H

She winced as she lay down, sore from all the activities she'd done that night. Nadine couldn't believe that innocuous Pastor Jonathan had almost killed them that night. And she could bet her life that he was under the influence of Dragon Rage when he'd attacked them. According to Madam Yvonne, she was the only one who knew how to brew it. This meant that Madam Yvonne was in cahoots with Jonathan. It wasn't that hard to believe after the way Madam Yvonne had treated her when she'd learned that she was a lycanthrope.

“I haven’t heard a damn thing from you in two weeks and now you’re calling? Consider yourself fired. I already hired another hunter.” “That’s too bad, Jones,” Kacela said. “I’ve been in Wyatt’s castle for the past two weeks. We hit it off immediately and I wrangled myself an invite. You were right, they’re Lycans. And Wyatt is the king.” She gave a fake sigh. “I’ll go ahead and disinvite myself and head on home. Too bad. I just needed a few things from you to create a mass casualty here.” “You’re in the castle?” Jones asked, dumbfounded.

His jaws were chiseled and he had a face that even the gods would be jealous of, but before the man could even open his mouth to speak. A flying kick landed right in his temple sending him crashing into the ground, Genevieve screamed in horror as she didn’t know what even made Hazel act like this man was some monster from some folklore. “I said get your filthy paws off Lady Genevieve!” Hazel shouted, embracing the much smaller Genevieve in her arms like a mother protecting her child but Hazel’s stern face soon loosened up and contorted into one of fear the moment she realized he wasn’t moving. “Y-You killed him!” Genevieve screamed at Hazel, and they both began freaking out because they knew

The evening had fallen covering the sunlight from the big glass window behind him which tortured him for hours during the day. “He is the vampire who was sent to the Red Sinner pack by Keir with the proposal of the deal. He is a loyal bloodsucker who was chosen specifically for this task I guess. And now he will tell us what this is about?” Aztec told Lyceon who stood there with calmness, arms crossed across his chest. His stiff unblinking stare at the vampire was making him uneasy. He knew Lyceon’s powers as he was the brother of the guy Lyceon killed in the club a few months ago.

He looked down at me as if confessing something significant. But all I felt was disgust. Quickly changing the subject, I demanded, "What do you really want to talk about?" Hector cleared his throat. "The day after tomorrow is the full moon night. You know that’s my heat period, and as my mate, you should be with me." I frowned, almost laughing. "Isn’t the day after tomorrow Vanessa’s succession ceremony—or your wedding? Shouldn’t you be spending your heat with your new bride?" "Of course," Hector agreed. "But you’re my mate, and your presence soothes me. Besides, I know you’ll be upset that day. Being with you is my way of making it up to you."

Ryder knocked on his office and before Kael could even answer Ryder got in with a smile. “Kael,” Ryder said, his voice steady and not unkind. “Can I talk to you about something?” Kael looked at him, arms crossed. “What.” Ryder hesitated. He hadn’t meant to be so direct, but he had to know. “I’m looking for a woman named Hazel,” he said softly, his pulse racing. “I—I heard she… she has special healing powers. I need— I need her help… My mother needs it more than so many people. Do you know where she is?”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

“He was your son. Your oldest. He should have been your legacy. But I took him. Trained him. Turned him into a weapon. He was mine. I owned him.” I froze as Hector spat the final truth like poison. “I burned your mate alive after I had taken everything from her including her innocence and soul. Your youngest son was gone. Burned to ash with her. But I kept the oldest. I moulded him into something monstrous. He would have won me the world if not for that damn woman who cured him. But I havve fixed that. I have killed him. Again.” He laughed until his mouth filled with blood. I roared and lunged, knocking him away from Ace’s limp body. Just as I was about to tear Hector’s throat out, more than