Hellsing Alucard X Reader Novels & Stories

I mouth at him. "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss. I’m Alistair Carlisle of The Nightreapers Pack." Alpha Alistair stands up and takes my hand gently. His eyes remain on mine as he kisses the back of my hand. "You’re as pretty as the moon fairy, just like the rumors say," he adds, and he sweetly smiles at me.

"Not a chance in hell, vampire." With a wink and a smirk, I pyroported, materialising in the passenger seat of Azazel's car. The demon's eyes widened in shock, his mouth opening to shout. I didn't give him the chance. My fist connected with his jaw, the satisfying crunch of bone reverberating through the vehicle.

Her fingers tightened slightly as she read. **“To the Lycan King. You have taken what belongs to the Alpha world. Return the girl. Or we will come and take her. Signed, Alpha Kael Draven.”** The chamber erupted instantly. “This is a challenge!” “He’s threatening the throne!” “Does he want war?!” Aurelia’s grip on the letter tightened. Lucian’s voice cut through the chaos. “Silence.” The room obeyed instantly. Lucian stepped forward, his presence overwhelming. His golden eyes burned with something darker now. Not just power. But intent.

By his side was exactly where she belonged. As soon as he felt all of her, he felt ALL of her. They were connected more than physically. He felt his demon intertwine with hers and his body was burning. This was their power. He pulled his eyes away from her body long enough to see the birds falling from the sky. It was storming. The sky could actually be falling. Imagine what they could do when they were actually trying. “Ally.” He tapped her thigh. She turned her head to look outside, but didn’t stop. The site seemed to have lite something inside of her.

I really do not know how much it means to him, but I have also noticed how he spends most of his time caressing it. “I have nothing to do with demons,” he murmurs as he withdraws his hand from mine, once again, touching the ring. “My younger brother is. I only bear his name and title because he is very hideous.” “You bear his name?” The old man smiles and takes his eyes back to his fingers. “Yes. He is Xaulfur, the demon-obsessed. I’m Daymion, the Alpha.”

Alice POV Sometimes your own fate plays a trick on you, gives you false hope, shows a beautiful illusion of a perfect picture called life. Promising future. Fairy tales become true and then...... Whoop! The spell broke and so is your heart. Exactly what happened to me. *** I, Alice Michaelson, the most powerful hybrid in the entire realm. Fucking queen of werewolves and Lycans’ realm, Entalia. But At this moment — I’m nothing. Nothing in front of him. Him- Devil. My personal devil from hell.

It was faint, but I could still pick it even through the music. I followed her scent and it led me to the girl's restroom. I could feel anger pulsating through my veins as I noticed her scent was getting mixed with a male. Ripping the door away, I saw her, and she looked at me with pleading eyes, my eyes darkened as I saw a guy holding her. He must have noticed me and turned to look at me. "Al…Al...Alph..pha" Great he was a wolf, I got to him and ripped his hands from Riley, throwing him against the window as it shattered and he fell to the ground with the glasses piercing through his skin

Alucard was my friend; we always talked about each other's lives, and never once had he mentioned Ryker's name. The first werewolf he associated with was Luperca, the woman he fell in love with. Something about Ryker didn’t add up. "Lucian… is everything okay?" she asked gently. "I want to meet this Ryker," I said, gulping. "I have important questions for him."

what did the hallucination mean then? Lila's expression grew more solemn as she approached me. "Elysia, the bond between a human and a werewolf is powerful, even if it's not fully realized. The drink merely amplifies what's already there. Your feelings for Alex, the connection you felt, that was all real. He is a werewolf. But whether he will admit it to you, that's something only time will tell." Her words echoed in my mind as I grabbed my coffee, the warmth doing little to chase away the chill that had settled in my bones.

The chimera's tail disappeared right with it as well as all traces of it…the iceberg that was in its heart was now a crispy clean white with no drop of blood on it and my sword now laid on the ground clean of any evidence of the chimera. I just stood there in Complete horror watching as the vampire walked towards the book with the shadow wolf right beside him. I couldn’t help but ask a question that has been nagging away at my mind all day. “Who the hell are you?” The vampire picked up the book and looked up at me with an expressionless look on his face as he answered. “Beta Marcus,” I was just about to ask some more questions when the shadow wolf’s loud growl caught my attention.