Dracula Hellsing Romane & Geschichten

The elder vampire showed no sign of pain and glared up at Mason with the sickest smirk he'd ever worn. "Did you really think it'd be that easy?" Mason's eyes darkened and he watched as Demitri snapped his fingers, resulting in hordes of vampires pouring in from both sides. He immediately withdrew the sword from the elder vampire's chest and moved over to stand in front of Harley. His eyes barely left Demitri as he crouched down and put his hand to where blood had trickled down the right side of her head. He reached out a shaking hand and ran two fingers across the wounded area, smearing the blood and staining his fingers. The burning deep within his throat began to rise and his fangs began t

Lilith’s howl echoed across the battlefield and hundreds of wolves stopped fighting for a heartbeat to listen. Draco gave me a lazy smile. “Good girl. Bianca would have been proud. You carry her blood better than I did.” My claws slid deeper into earth. “That is where you’re wrong.” I hurled myself at him again, but Elen stumbled into my path as something flashed overhead Bram’s ashes, summoned by Draco’s twisted magic, coiling into spectral claws. Elen screamed. They descended fast. I didn’t think. I threw myself between her and the descending curse.

But when the cobra attacks her someone pulls her away avoiding the cobra. She looks at the one who is holding her and she finds out that it was Vlahdy nor Zeal. And when the cobra tries to attack them again. Vlahdy suddenly turns into a vampire form and kills the cobra in just a second. Waylan keeps looking at Zeal in vampire form and in just a second he turns again into a human. Waylan let her tears fall as he got near Zeal and hugged her right. "I'm right, I know from the first sight meeting you at the bookstore that you are Zeal," cried Waylan.

The heir's power, already a force. Deeper in, the bishops waited: gaunt immortals in robes of serpent scale, their eyes glowing with stolen vitality. There were five—Hanlon's ilk, Voss's superiors—chanting in a tongue that twisted the air into knots. They unleashed hell: gouts of acidic shadow that ate through stone, spectral wolves with jaws of frozen lightning. I shifted mid-leap, my black-furred form a whirlwind of claws and fangs, tearing into the nearest with a savagery that sprayed ichor across the walls. Viktor barreled through another, his roar shaking loose stalactites that impaled a third. The Dravens danced death in tandem, one striking while the other bound the fallen in chains o

Enzo explained and Callum snapped his eyes in horror. "Otherwise they would have harmed Stephen". He said in a terrified tone. "They wouldn’t have actually. Since Stephen is hybrid. It's a bit different with him. The pack would have stood by him. Ace and Zol are vampires. They can only punish a vampire. Are you getting my point"? This time Max spoke.

Dracula "Who are you?" Dracula stepped forward, pushing Lucy behind him to safety, his fangs slowly shooting out. "My name is Egon Ajax Kayden and I am a Triton, fill in leader of the sirens." He announced, flames burning in his eyes as he set his staff down. "You have what belongs to us!" Dracula scrunched up his face and glanced around him for anything he might have taken from the siren kingdom. He hadn't even been there before.

what is all of this? The cold night air was thick with the sounds of battle—a cacophony of growls, snarls, and the metallic clang of weapons clashing. Shrieks pierced through the din, high-pitched and unnatural, a sound that could only belong to the twisted creations of Duke Draven's experiments. The moonlight illuminated the battlefield, casting eerie silver shadows on the blood-soaked snow. Vampires darted through the chaos, their movements a blur as they fought against the disgusting figures of the upgraded homunculi.

He wanted to see more from these foreigners. The five exchanged confused glances but nodded to the sultan. Better to let him believe it that way. Or else, they will get in trouble in no time. They only wished to meet the real Dracula, and so they could get on with their business—ask him what he wanted from them. He sure wanted their help as they were sucked into this medieval time and place. But how could they help him? It would mean another war wherein they would be forced to take one side. Apparently, it was Dracula’s side they were going to take on.

Arion looked hopeful as if I would agree. “Yeah, and we don’t hate you. How could we ever hate you?” Arrow looked confused. “Yeah, you are way too cute, and smart, and” Arion paused looking for the word. “Sexy,” Arrow said. His eyes darkened before turning back to the usual amber color. Was I in some sort of alternate universe? What was happening here? That’s it, I died. I died and this is my hell. The Hell twins like me, Darren betrayed me, yup. I’m dead and have gone to hell.

Chapter 36 DRACULA'S POINT OF VIEW " what the hell are you talking about ,how ..how could you pull out the dagger " Hilda yelled after I told her about Lenny escape .I just sigh trying to figure out where she would take refuge at this time " am talking to you " she yelled tapping my shoulder and I gave her an angry glare which she understood not to dare me at this moment in time . " look Dracula if she's out then she's definitely gonna come for her siblings and you and I know it's not gonna be good news at all . " she said but this time more calmer than before , I hissed and leaned on the wall