Castlevania #hector Novels & Stories

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

He yanked the dagger out of his arm, slashing at the officiant's heels, dropping him instantly. "Oh, that got his attention," Marco withdrew his paw from Arabella's hair. The blood that flowed from her face mingled with Rosie's, completely obscuring her expression. He cracked his neck, shifting back into his human form. "I wonder…" He reached forward and seized Lavinia, holding her chin in his hands, pressing hard on his face. His nails dug in, spots of blood appearing. "Your little toy isn't doing too well."

I should have obeyed instantly but my stubborn self turned once more towards the direction of the men and my eyes met the guy in the middle. Piercing silver eyes stared into my soul. Lucian. Oh my God. I froze in my tracks. I was about to scream but he shook his head, telling me a silent no before taking his eyes off me. Jake's hand flew to cover my mouth as he silently cursed. My heart was now beating very fast, threatening to jump out of my chest. Jake tried pulling me away but I couldn't move. It was as if my feet were rooted to that spot. I felt my cheeks get wet with tears I hadn't known were streaming down my face.

I crossed my arms over my chest, "Look, I know that you were arrested. I saw you and Lowell talking at the station. What is going on here?" He tilted his head to the side, "I can't discuss any of that with you." "Are you the one who's been killing people?" He dropped his gaze, "I can't help you. But I suggest that you leave here as soon as possible." "Are you trying to threaten me?" "If I have to." "You and Lowell are up to something. I know that." He scoffed, but then he smirked and I took a step back as his bones began to pop and crack as he transformed into a Lycan. The cuffs popped off of his wrists.

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

But her appetite vanished the instant she saw the expression on his face. “So?” she asked, quickly approaching him. “What happened?” Hector took off his leather jacket and hung it on the coat rack by the door. His movements were controlled, but she could feel the dangerous energy still radiating from him. “Salvior was right,” he replied, walking toward her. “Marcus paid Diego to do the job. I confronted the man a little while ago. He’ll deliver the message.”

I wrapped my arms around her. Men were truly useless when you came to think about it. Alpha Rob had one easy task, kill the one who killed your heir. He failed. Enoch was passed the mantle and even paid for his troubles. He failed. The elders who were supposed to put an end to Lycan Iris, taking Ava away failed as well. Her father failed to take her with him as he traveled to the afterlife! I squatted in front of Betty as I handed her tissues. “Now is not the time to cry. That girl is like a damn roach that refuses to die! We will have to restrategize on how to knock her off her high horse!"

That voice… It was just as familiar as the feeling his presence gave me, and it was one I knew all too well. Alpha Axel - My ex werewolf lover.

"Indeed?" "I'm sorry Skyler, I was serving King Victor here twenty years ago, Vlad turned me in order to assume the throne until Ray returns" Annette held her mouth "I thought for sure Vlad would kill Ray, him being him, but they returned, Vlad defeated, and all went well... Until" Skyler sat patiently waiting, this was going to lead up to that tomb in some way, all she needed to do was listen for the right things. "Until?" "Ray found someone chained in the dungeon just after the wedding, the man was Hector, a warlock, he told Ray to go look in his fathers private study for answered about the past.

His eyes are on his father’s face, his irises flashing red. Hector clearly has his answers. “Do you even know what she’s done?” “It doesn’t matter,” Caleb says. “Caleb…” “Silence,” Hector snaps, just as Caleb says, “Stay out of this, Harper.” Then they growl at each other. Caleb is younger and presumably stronger. With him in my corner, I don’t feel like as I’m near death as I was just a few minutes ago. But there’s something about Hector that feels vicious to me. Why would he care so much about me looking up old articles about Prince Evan?