Castlevania #hector Novels & Stories

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.

A thud followed the action, signifying that Sin had run head-first into the door with the force of a battering ram. "There's a dagger in the right side pedestal. Take it," Victor ordered and there was something sexy about him taking charge like that. "I don't even know how to use a dagger," I whisper-yelled but I still went in search of it—it was easy to find considering it was the only thing in the draw. "Just swing and don't miss—" "Don't hurt my brother," Saint yelled, cutting off Victor. "He'll heal," Victor snapped, "and she won't if anything happens to her."

But David immediately went to him and gave Rego to the hunters. “We have to find Donovan. He was hurt and he was just around the corner. We have to find him, Master. Please take care of Rego and Master Hunter. They were hurt.” David uttered maddeningly – and the moment, Hector nodded his head, he instantly shifted into his wolf form and followed Phil’s tracks. Hector looked at her. She felt like she was saved. But Rego and Hunter’s lives were still in danger. “We have to find Uncle Bob or Doc Fridger. They… They were poisoned.” She informed him – causing his brows to furrow.

- I laughed. It was very dark there. Tiny lights, attached to the crosses, illuminated the place. But you could barely see anything except the path between them. Trying to get up was just useless. My body would not obey me. I felt everything softening inside me, as if I was seeing Hector coming towards me and melting me, slowly. HECTOR'S POV - Hey, disqualified, did you bring a spoon? she asked, her voice breaking. I looked at her, completely drunk, like the first time I saw her.

Hector continues to work meticulously, his hands moving fast as if he had cleaned and bandaged hundreds, thousands of wounds before. “There are rolls of gauze bandaged in the cabinet to your left. Bring one to me,” Hector asks. It takes me a minute or two to locate the bandages Hector wants and give it to him. “I never thought the protective wards can be taken down,” I comment absently. “With the right spell and Caleb’s blood….” I try not to think of the implications of what Hector just said. “Good thing Caleb thought of building a bunker to protect the pack,” I try to say something positive.

I apologized as I watched him dish out food for me. "It's okay, Luna, give it time," he said as he took his own seat. "Can I please ask what your name is?" I asked, fearful of how he might react to my words. He looked like an Alpha King—or someone more than that. Besides, I didn’t quite recall what our relationship was before the accident. A grin spread across his face, as if he had been waiting for me to ask my question. "I am Hector, Hector Salamanca, the Vampire Prince," he said.

Hector roared, losing control. He raised his hand, and thick black smoke—corrupted divine energy—burst forth, crackling with destructive intent. The power rushed toward Darren like a living entity, eager to consume him. But Darren didn’t even flinch. He merely lifted his hand. The smoke vanished instantly, dispersing as if it had never existed. Darren’s eyes darkened, and his voice dropped to a lethal whisper. “Never forget, Hector,” he said coldly, “that I am not Rafael.”

“Young Master Hector, since we already know his room number, the rest will be easy. Rest assured that I’ll definitely teach that arrogant guy a lesson for you this time! We’ll make him a cripple and leave Uppercreek immediately. At that time, I’ll have to ask for your support.” Hearing this, Hector’s eyes exploded with chills as he responded, “Angus, that definitely won’t be a problem. As long as that son of a b*tch is crippled tonight, you’ll be my comrade for life! With me around, you’ll easily gain a foothold in Charbury!” After talking, Hector took the baseball bat passed by his friend from the back of the car and held it in his hand. Smiling fiercely, he put on the black mask he had pre

I stared deeply into her eyes. Then again, everything went black. Another thing which I realize was, that violet eyed girl seems to like it when I called her Heather, because by calling her that, it also conveniently weaken the flesh monster in terms of their preciseness and their speed. I discovered this on my last ten rounds which I used as an advantage for me to train my skillls. I woke up to see the monster forming in front of me. Then I unseathed my hockey sticky out from the bag and also took out the kitchen knife.

a voice said when Paoli opened the door. William recognized the speaker. It was the werewolf, Empusa. He exchanged a look with Paoli first, then William. William could have sworn he saw concern in Empusa's eyes. Not a good sign. Empusa led them out of the room to meet up with the rest of their procession. Waiting for them was one other guard William knew; a vampire name Sekhmet; and two he didn't recognize. The trio followed the group of four Coven guards through the halls of the immense castle, walking down one corridor after another. Their footfalls echoed along the cold of the marble beneath them. Emily's breathing came in short bursts and William cold smell the adrenaline emitting from h