Hellsing Alucard X Reader Novels & Stories

His gray eyes now replaced with deep scarlet, as if flood of blood pooled on those. “If your goal is to free it through me, you are utterly mistaken. Only the summoner can break the spell that bound it.” Marcus only stared at her without saying anything. None of the vampires ever moved did. Kaleen’s eyes went to the Manik’s direction, a creature so foul and huge that its exposed skin stretched from its elongated face down to its four legs. It could be likened into a werewolf but viler…and deadlier. Its whitened eyes stared directly at her, hungered for the blood that coursed through her.

Now that's what I call a fucking challenge. He wants war? He sure as hell is going to get the most vicious war the world has ever seen. I'll hunt him down and tear him to pieces, and I'm going to do it so fucking slowly that he'll have enough time to rethink his whole damn life while the creature he hates the most slowly kills him. I hope he enjoys his fucking nature when faced with a gay Alpha. As the drivers park our cars in one line, the warriors hesitate to leave the vehicles. I don't rush anyone to hurry but reach for my phone and dial that asshole's number.

It wasn't a good thing though; for Lilith had been transfering her excess energy into another project: disturbing himself and Alucard. Dracula sighed and returned his attention to the dust cloud that was clearing. Several booms could be heard from within the cloud, and even a deaf man could make out the thunderous impact of the several blows that were being shared. *Bang* Alucard's eyes were filled with glee as the battle progressed. It had been long since he found someone capable of trading blows with him. His initial decadence had turned into excitement. Slowly he lost himself, allowing his instincts to takeover.

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