Hellsing Alucard X Reader Novels & Stories

The fury inside me settled into a cold, dark promise. "You think you have won, Vivian?" I whispered, my eyes burning with a dangerous red light in the shadows. "You think those Lycan princes can protect you from me forever?" She knew my army, yes. But she had forgotten one important thing. I was still her first Alpha, and I knew how to hunt. If she wanted a real war of minds, I would give her one. I would mobilize every single male in the Voss alliance. I would burn the entire western forest to ash if I had to.

They too stood to the side, making way. An even intimidating wolf walked in, his eyes raking the room and Isadora also recognized him. A second later, he walked in. The wolf with icy eyes that were more intense than she remembered him. When he too looked around, their eyes locked for a millisecond and Isadora felt like she had been electrocuted. The gasps in the room broke whatever spell was over her as she followed the wolf stalking toward them. “Alpha , or should I call you father?” Alaric Thorne said, his voice raspy and yet gentle.

His bare, steaming chest was mere inches away from colliding with hers, radiating a scorching heat that burned away the mountain chill and melted the last remnants of her courage. He leaned down, bringing his face dangerously close to hers, his silver eyes flashing with a wild, terrifying intensity. His nose hovered right beside her collarbone, and he took another slow, deep, deliberate inhalation of her scent. Angela's breath hitched violently in her throat, her entire body locking up in sheer terror. She wanted to scream, she wanted to push him away, but her limbs felt paralyzed under the suffocating weight of his alpha aura. Dante tilted his head slightly, his lips brushing against the sh

Alucard and his wolf knew that they had to protect his mate, his precious luna; a lot of people saw that moment with surprise and even more when he put his fangs in the neck of his mate and bit her skin inserting his fang, leaving a mark on his mate's neck. He was so concerned for his mate that never saw that his mate was a man and not a girl until when he left his neck and saw the guy in his arms closely with the tears from the bite, Alucard turned his eyes to the clothes the other was wearing and froze, those trousers with the black boots, the white shirt, and the silver roses stamped in the white coat. Alucard knows everything about that person but when Alucard realized it, he pushed him

It was an exquisite torment, a dance of surrender and yearning. The vampire's fangs, unveiled like secrets shared between lovers, gently pierced her supple flesh. A sigh, laden with pleasure rather than pain, escaped Amira's lips, as if embracing a hidden union that bridged the realms of darkness and desire. It was a union forged in the alchemy of their souls. With each languid pull, the vampire savored the intoxicating elixir that flowed forth, mingling his immortal essence with her vibrant life force. The exchange was not solely sustenance but an enchanting pas de deux, a symphony of passion interwoven within their intertwined destinies.

He engulfed me in a hug then spoke in a low almost indecipherable tone. “Your mummy is gone.” That was all he said. No words of comfort or anything. Just that. I run into the living room where the birthday was supposed to happen and I found her with scratch marks on her neck with blood pooling around her. It was gnarly and till today, my father, Demon Lord Altyre has vowed to avenge her death

We’d been accused of murder, rape, and whatever unholy crime under the fucking moon and now finally we got to get our revenge. We fucking deserved THIS! “Tell me,” I demanded in my alpha voice, letting her feel the full extent of my wolf’s aura. And suddenly she whimpered, and tears fell from her beautiful gray eyes. And fuck me, but I think they were real ones… “Who killed Alpha Reymond Hellson?”

* A vision? My heart is pounding so hard right now that I can hear the blood roaring in my ears. But I continue reading. *I saw Daisy, but she wasn't my little Daisy anymore. She looked so grown and I saw her standing beside a young man with a crown on his head. He looked cursed and his skin was so black, but a part of his chest had a single ring of light with a red thread slipping through the ring and wrapping around Daisy's wrist. Despite his nature, Daisy looked so happy standing with him, and I wondered why. However, I got my answer when I saw his wolf. A white Kentarí. Only the Lycan Royal Bloodline possess such wolves. The cursed man is definitely the Lycan Prince, judging from his you

Liam's whole body was littered with red hickeys and teeth marks. Lucas put his hand on the zipper of his jeans and looked up at Liam. "You… You can". He consented verbally just like Lucas wanted and he didn’t waste a single moment to open the zipper. Liam saw those eyes. The eyes of a predator. A hunter. A Hungry Wolf. He tried to keep his eyes open but he lost the moment Lucas nuzzled his nose on the bulge at his briefs. That... That was the most intoxicating scent Lucas had ever smelled. He was snuggling his nose more and deeper on the briefs to take as much as the musky scent in his system.

He moved away from his spot casually, taking note of everything he saw in her room. "Your room looks adorable," he said, walking towards her dressing table. "And small," Cindy added shyly. He reached her table and saw her school portrait. In the portrait, Cindy was standing next to a very handsome boy. "Who's he?" Alex asked. "Oh, that's my friend Draco. My very close friend in college," she smiled. "Very close friend, huh?" he muttered scornfully and dropped the portrait back as if it irritated him. Cindy wondered why he was acting that way. Was something wrong with the portrait?