Hellsing Alucard Novels & Stories

This royal palace was the most conspicuous place, even from a distance. A young man looked out over the entire city below from the top window in one of the towers. The look in his eyes was firm and looked a little intimidating. His body was fairly strong like a knight. People immediately lowered their heads and trembled when they saw him. Even a person like Grussel was unable to do anything in front of him. This was what The Royal Crown Prince, Alucard il Lurivia, looked like. His sharp senses could detect the presence of a guard who was in front of the room, about to knocking the door to ask permission to enter.

“But guess what, you know this mysterious young alpha from the Hart family right?” “You mean alpha Lucien?” “Yes, I don’t know what she did but she managed to hook up with him and now she is shamelessly clinging to him.” “How can she have no shame? But I have heard that, that man Lucien is very powerful and very ruthless. If anyone dares to play tricks on him, they will die without knowing how!”

~AUDREY~ "Clamo a todos los dioses y diosas. Mi amor está perdiendo la chispa. Ahora rezo y espero que esto tres veces. Por favor, haz," I listened quietly as Veronica chanted in Latin. She was in a circle of white salt, wearing a white robe and also holding a candle in between her fingers as she continued to chant the soulmate spell. "Clamo a todos los dioses y diosas. Mi amor está perdiendo la chispa," Veronica continued to chant while I had to keep quiet to watch her so as not to interrupt whatever she was evoking.

It should never be him. My stomach twisted painfully and my vision blurred. I felt myself stumbling forward even while on the chair that I was at. Dread and horror filled me. I thought I ran away from dangerous men, but this man standing in front of me was more dangerous than any of them. He was feared by all. But most importantly, this man was the greatest enemy of my family. The Ferrari Pack. From Alpha Alessandro, his father to him, Deangelo, the son. The cruelest set of werewolves ever.

9) Alistair the Elemental: Alistair controls the elements, channelling the power of fire, water, earth, and air to unleash devastating elemental attacks and manipulate the environment. 10) Selene the Moonweaver: Selene draws power from the moon, granting her enhanced strength, agility, and the ability to harness lunar energy for healing and empowerment. 11) Orion the Thunderstrike: Orion wields the force of thunder and lightning, conjuring storms, directing bolts of electricity, and creating havoc with the raw power of nature. 12) Dante the Bloodbane: Dante possesses the power to control blood, both his own and that of others, using it to manipulate life force, induce paralysis and even drai

Louder than he ever heard from a vampire. "You had a heart?" He questioned her, his eyebrow raising. Lucien looked so very attractive even with half of his face sacrificed for revenge. He was captivating. He made the words never come out of her mouth as she kept staring into his dark, vivid eye. "I... I..." "She's half Basilisk, genius. Get going. Adam, Raya, tag along!" Kohl invited the two, despite Raya's protests. Kohl held her wrist as they dragged her into the hot mess of a bar.

I thought that he would mark me to force us to link our mate bond again, but I was wrong. As I emerged from the bath, I draped myself in a robe and ventured out, drawn by the tantalizing aroma of a lavish meal. To my surprise, all I found on the table was a bowl of rice porridge. My gaze swiftly shifted to Alucard, who had just entered the room, donning a sheath dress. It featured a high, cylindrical collar, stylish side slits, and an asymmetrical opening that ran from the center of the collar to the armpit and extended down the side. "Your mother informed me that you prefer dresses with the same design as those from the Yuanzhong Kingdom. That's why I chose this one from your wardrobe," Alu

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.

The howling wind, sounding a mournful wail of agony, was the only response Alaric received. He lay trembling on the stone. His prayers turned into muffled sobs, "Clara, you must hate me, don't you? I killed you... I even failed to protect our child... "I'm sorry, Clara... It was my fault... my fault..." At that moment, a familiar blue light flashed before him. "Are you the Moon Goddess?" Alaric's tear-filled eyes widened as he looked around, but there was no one in sight.

His fist tightened so that I could see the threat of his well-built muscles coiling in his body. One second he was standing far away from me, the next he was gripping my wrists and chaining them in the shackles hanging from the ceiling. "It wouldn't have been fun had I done this while you were unconscious, you know?" Malice dripped from his voice. I was speechless with terror, barely managing to breathe. When he grabbed my chin roughly forcing me to look into those terrifying red eyes, I forgot to breathe. "Y….y…. You're a vampire?" I still didn't want to believe that the man I had come to like was a vampire.