Gabriel Van Helsing Novels & Stories

Emily decided to ask first. Gabriel thought for a second and said, “Conri is my other half. He is part of me, just like I am part of him.” “That did not answer my question though,” Emily said with a scowl. Sighing, Gabriel sat up and looked Emily in the eyes. “Do you believe in the supernatural,” he asked. “What? Do you mean like ghosts, vampires, and werewolves,” Emily asked skeptically. “Yes,” Gabriel said with a nod. “Especially the last one.”

*** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling. Helsing betrayed his apprentice and thought he had disposed of him. However, the tales surrounding this event were shrouded in insufficient recounting and relied solely on rumors. Higgins, renowned for his extraordinary ability to communicate with the dead, was known as the Necromancer Hunter. His expertise lay in influencing the living through the use of the deceased as conduits. His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged t

“What’s that supposed to mean?” “Well,” Hannah said, twisting her fingers together, “most male vampires prefer female feeders. It’s… easier. And sometimes more than just feeding happens. They get close, you know? Intimate. So it’s unusual for Sire to choose a male. Not unheard of, but rare.” I leaned back, my chest tightening. I didn’t like the sound of any of this. She must have seen the look on my face, because her tone shifted again, softening almost into pity. “Still… you might be lucky. He doesn’t keep feeders often. Almost never. If he’s chosen you, there must be a reason.”

he whispered and went outside to find out some angels were out there trying to get some information, a gossip. They suddenly felt embarrassed when he went out from the entrance. But one of the angels came near him. "Is Abu won't come back anymore?" the female angel said, Mira, one of Abu's close friends. "Mira," he said. "Will he come back?" she repeated and he frowned, "I don't know, Mira. But no one could ever go back once an angel or a grim reaper killed a living creature. After he kills the vampire, he will surely die," he explained and Mira frowned. She wished that she was there before he vanished but she knew it couldn't be helped.

Unlike Rafael, Gabriel chooses to meet us at Lucifer’s London home. Eyes wide, I bite my lip as soon as I catch sight of Gabriel. Like Lucifer, the man has a very confident swagger and ebony eyes. However, where Lucifer has dark hair and pale skin, Gabriel has a halo of golden curls and an olive complexion. He’s also several linches above six feet and perfectly muscled. There’s no doubt that all four males are gods among men with their ethereal beauty. What is most impressive, though, is his black, matte armor and Ivory wings.

Out of curiosity, she stood up and walked towards the closed door. ** Ichabod stood at the door, unable to enter. He was part human-part vampire, he couldn’t go in even if he tried to, he needed her permission. The maid had only checked to see who he was and she hadn’t asked him to come in, so he was waiting. Theoretically, vampires cannot enter a house unless the owner of the house or someone who had lived there for a long period of time, invites them in. This only applies to residential houses alone.

“Kill you.” I can only sculpt. My hand squeezes the sheets under me. My lips and voice both trembled. “Then why am I still here?” Hugo pulled his body back, making me take a deep breath of relief. “That was before I knew who you were, Barbara,” he said slowly. “However, some time ago, I decided that having additional strength from a possessor of holy blood must have been interesting.” I want to know how to use my identity as a wolvire to beat up this man in front of me. Sadly, I still do not know.

“Because you are not yet ready to accept my offer. I’ve lived long enough to know what I want when I see it, Callie. And I want you.” “I still don’t believe in love at first sight.” I didn’t understand his answer, but he was already talking again, far quicker than I’d even heard him talk before. His guard was down tonight, and I felt as though I was seeing beyond the mask for the first time. He was bright and sharp and, above all, enthusiastic. I found myself aching to see more, to learn more about him, but I snapped that part of myself shut before it could fully open. He was a vampire, and that was that.

How could there? I wandered the castle halls, knowing time was running out. Yesterday sparked hope that Sarah and I could find a new way. There was something strange happening. I felt it the night of the celebration party and in the training yard. I knew some vampires received gifts. Her father had said as much because of the change in the color of her eyes. What was her gift? As I rounded a corner, I heard whispers: a female voice and a male. “She is in the moon garden alone. We can’t wait. It must be now,” said the female voice.

– William advised Henry as soon as he sat in the car. - Yes. Ah, I have a question. – Henry spoke up while fastening his seat belt. - Say it. - How do you know that she is a non-pureblood vampire? - I don't know, Peter said. He can recognize it. In William's mind, the scene of the chaotic battle thirty years ago appeared again. He remembered that year Peter said Maris was a non-pure vampire, she was a human but was marked by another vampire and one of the two guys who came to rescue her was a non-pure vampire.