Cecilion And Carmilla Novels & Stories

Enni's POV My heart pounded like a drum as I picked up the call from the mysterious lady, Zea. Her voice was hushed as if she held a secret of utmost importance. She wasted no time, urging me to meet her at a specified location within a mere two hours. The question echoed in my mind: What could this meeting possibly entail? Would it be a perilous adventure or an exhilarating experience? I tried to rein in my imagination, but my thoughts spiralled out of control, refusing to be tamed.

We accept, with strict protocols for communication and emergency procedures if anything goes wrong. As night falls, the three of us crowd around Luna's laptop, researching the strange occurrences reported around town and plotting them on a digital map. A pattern emerges—the manifestations are strongest near places where ley lines intersect, particularly around the lighthouse and, surprisingly, near the town cemetery. "The cemetery makes sense if you think about it," Cain muses. "Boundaries between life and death—another type of veil between realms."

Carmela stood beside Lorenzo, her eyes lifting to trace the bright points of light scattered across the immense night sky. A soft, knowing smile curved her lips as she slowly lowered her gaze back to her companion. "You look... well, different, Enzo," she observed gently, letting out a soft chuckle. "It’s a good change, though. You must be deeply, profoundly in love with that human woman, aren't you?" Lorenzo nodded, a trace of something soft—something Carmela rarely saw, crossing his usually stern face. "She isn't just an ordinary human being, Carmela," he corrected her quietly. "She is a Hellsing."

Before I could protest, he teleported us to the kingdom. Amelia and Cecilia were the twin nurses who took my blood everyday. Amelia had black hair and blue eyes while Cecilia had red hair and blue eyes. They were succubi and were intrigued by me because I resisted their natural charm. We became friends quickly as I learned they were the lowest of the lowest in the demon system. I found it to be completely ironic. Amelia passed me a tray of crackers, "Why are you so quiet? Go on and tell us about the ball."

"Then what's the difference? You also used your abilities to fool me, don't you think that's a bad thing?!" "I'm sorry Jenna, I just want you to stay longer in Cornwall. The map we gave you is real. You can see the proof." She tossed over a scroll that contained several maps of the areas around Glaze. There were five maps that showed the hiding places of the witches who had changed over a period of fifty years. The Willeth that had been destroyed three years ago was clearly depicted on the map and its location was correct.

With shaky steps I enter the empty inside the empty floor, but I know their is someone on the upper floor in the bedroom. Tears roll down my eyes as I take in the scent of Theo, sex and.. "Celeste" a panicked Theo descends the stairs zipping his pants, he was in a dishalved state, soon his flushed partner follows behind him with nothing but a sheet wrapped around her naked body. His partner being non other than "Carina" I whisper heartbroken. ____________ Did this revelation surprise you all? how do you guys think Celeste will react? Vote and comment my loves. ❤️

Cressida blamed Zoe and Ryder for everything bad that had happened to her recently. She stopped suddenly on a spell that she had forgotten about. As she read over it, Cressida began getting excited. It was perfect. Now she just had to get her hands on the couple. Once she had them, she'd use magic to make them do what she wanted. The name of the spell she chose was called Fine Evocation of Good and Terror. With this spell, the more pure and good the victims were, the more terror they would experience.

That was where the scent led me to. I kicked the door open as I spotted blood on the floor. My eyes widened in shock as I saw Camilla close to the door, blood spilling from several places in her body. Hair stood on the ends of my skin as my eyes glowed with anger. My gaze locked on Damon's as his men laughed hard in my face. I saw the badges on their shirts. One was his Beta, and the other two were his Gammas. How could Gammas, the private messengers of the moon goddess, be involved in such a violent act?

CAMILA By the time the first bell rang, I already understood one thing clearly. Lunaris Academy was beautiful—but it was not kind. The classroom was carved from pale stone and dark wood, sunlight filtering through tall arched windows etched with ancient runes. Desks were arranged in tiers, each seat engraved with symbols tied to a student’s race. Wolves sat together, radiating confidence. Fairies hovered near perches built into the walls. Witches clustered with stacks of spellbooks. Vampires lingered at the back, half in shadow.

Her eyes were still glowing with rage and it had to be the most magnificent thing ever as my eyes were wide stretched and I totally forgot about the babies… until she darted away. She darted away now and I crawled to pick up the babies and hug them in my embrace to comfort them. I did this, and when I looked back at the scene, I met something different from what I had been seeing before. I met flesh, rotten flesh splayed over the ground as Ciril darted like she was running on bolts, and clawed down every Feral she could find— instantly killing them with their body parts dripping around to serve as evidence. She was.. incredible.