Castlevania: Nocturne Richter Belmont Novels & Stories

‘She could be identical to my mother Visenna if not for the fading scar in her neck…’ Rozelyn thought. The woman tightened her black choker that has triquetra as its lavaliere before speaking, “I am Rosette Richards. The supreme of the English coven.” She then extended her right hand for a gesture of a handshake—a respectful way of introducing one’s self to a fellow vampire.

Hunter seemed to have collected himself again, and Clarence looked ready to spring if Darian made another wrong move. Their ritual master raised the stake above the vampire's heart, wasting no more time. At least he was unconscious. “Please accept this child of night as I return him to your embrace, Great Lady,” Hunter said with conviction. As he drove the stake downward, Bella buried her face in Victor's chest and shut her eyes tightly. His arms wrapped around her, and his fingers stroked her hair consolingly, right as the familiar wet crunch of wood piercing through muscle, bone, and flesh filled the room.

Hailley told me, and I felt a relief in my chest, but till then, we needed to keep going on. “Who is coming?” Rita asked while fighting. I pulled the heart out of the vampire’s chest and crushed it immediately, grabbing his neck with the other hand. The vampire wailed in a weak voice and grabbed my wrist, but I didn’t let him scratch my wrist. I thrashed his body on the ground mercilessly and broke his neck before crushing his chest with my converted feet into paws too. “Hold a little longer. The backupis coming.” Lucifer commanded everyone through mind-link.

The Long Night The first wave hit at midnight. Eclipse agents scaled the building using dark magic. Kael became a silver-black whirlwind at the east edge, tearing apart anything that crested the roof. Damien patrolled the shadows on the west, striking with deadly precision. Serena stood in the center with Liora, sending explosive violet spells to support both sides while maintaining the barrier. Wave after wave came. At one point, a corrupted echo of Viktor appeared, taunting Damien. “Come back to me, my son. This family is a weakness.”

"Look out at eight o'clock!" Raven turned her gaze to where Achim had gestured, and there he was, The Vampire that she had seen that night with Lumiére. His body was drenched in blood and he had a deadly aura around him. Letting out a determined sigh of relief, she noticed that Lumiére was absent from the scene. Good. It meant that Lumiére was not aware of the true nature of his supposed bodyguard. She was going to make sure that the vampire died there.

“ You are one dumb ass. “ Flora sneerd. .. “ Aunty Alicent. “ Sebastian called immediately she appeared in the room. “ Mum." Cole said and hugged her tightly. “What am I doing?" She asked. “ We want to track Bellamy using our blood. " “ How many hours have been missing?" “ Five I think. " “ The moon's almost up. We need to hurry. Whosoever kidnapped her might know of her powers. We can't take any chances. " She said. " I need a water mirror. “ She said and Archer brought a huge bowl filled with water. He made some incantations and the water shined like there was a mirror in it. Archer cut his hand and dropped his blood in the water and Sebastian did same. Alicent closed her eyes and hummed a

A freak accident—a collapsing balcony, a scream, a sudden plunge into darkness—and there he was. He didn't look like the cloaked skeleton of the storybooks. He looked like a tired bureaucrat in a grey suit, carrying a ledger that hummed with the soft vibration of a billion ending heartbeats. The air around him didn't smell of rot; it smelled of ozone and absolute stillness. "Julian Thorne," he had said, his voice a low vibration in my marrow. "Your time has lapsed."

“He is the last link to the truth. And I won’t let anyone take that from me.” Bertolt crashed through the cracked ceiling in a burst of moonlight. “NO! You won’t have him!” He landed with full force, his half-shifted form sending Ilona flying backward. But the black magic coiled around Rowan dragged the unconscious boy with her, like a puppet on a tether. “Bastard Schmidts… Veronica, onto him!” Ilona hissed. Veronica shifted instantly, her bones snapping, fur erupting as she dropped into a defensive crouch. She threw herself between Lena, Ilona, and Rowan, blocking Bertolt’s charge with feral loyalty she clearly wasn’t choosing.

“And it’s a very broad subject.” “Watch this one, he’s the bitey one,” Rhett cautioned Cameron as they dragged out the Van Helsings. Talen and Heath tossed the unconscious Van Helsings over their shoulders, whilst Rhett stooped to free the ankles of the gagged Van Helsing zombie and Cameron and he pushed him in front of them, each holding the man by his upper arms.

Daxton knelt in front of me and untied my ankles before placing an arm under my knees and behind my back. As if I were weightless, he lifted me off the ground. My head also felt heavy, so I leaned my head against his shoulder with a content sigh. The world around me started to fade and I knew I was about to pass out again. “Uh, guys, we have a problem.” Carter’s voice came from the direction of the electrical panel. “What?” Daxton asked as he carried me toward where Carter was. “He activated the bomb and we only have three minutes until this place explodes.”