Hellsing Alucard X Reader Novels & Stories

turned sour. Even if Elina had such rights, he was the eldest male. He deserved to be the ruler. His niece was young and inexperienced, all he wanted was to be on good terms with the werewolf king, but he proved to be on Elina's side. “Y-you are right my lord…my niece is the one to discuss the matter with,” Elina's uncle said with a nervous laugh, Angel had no time for him; hence he excused himself. As soon as he left, Collins slammed his fist on the table and his expression morphed into a deadly one. To hell with his niece, he thought the werewolf king would help him, but no. Instead, he disrespected him. “Did he say something…what happened,” it was Aural who entered the study and shut the

I looked away, feeling a pang jealousy from a complete stranger, all the wolves were bowing in front of us, not before us, but. Fuck me. he was the alpha of the black claw pack. The ruthless, most feared, self claimed wolf prince, Alpha Reed Xander. As if reading my thoughts, he smirked, but his eyes darkened even more if it was even possible. I am not getting a good feeling about this.

Cara voice was heard as she walked up to the Luna “Go serve drinks to the alphas now” Luna commanded before walking away with Cara and they both left talking sweetly to one another Seeing the mother and daughter relationship brought tears to my eyes as I thought of my mum and what would have been if she was still alive. I suddenly felt dizzy and my body ached badly with a shaking hands I started serving the drinks. They were all focused on Cara who stood at the stage looking gorgeous and captivating. Both the older and younger alphas couldn’t get their eyes off her and immediately I place drinks in front of them then turned to leave only to bump my head on something very hard which was confu

Elara The sharp pain of Alaric’s fangs sinking into the buttery skin of my throat suddenly brought me crashing back to reality. My eyes flew open, and the feeling of Alaric—his lips brushing against my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin, his manhood slowly filling me—hit me like a tidal wave. This was wrong. We weren’t supposed to… My hands shot up to press against his chest, pushing him back just enough to separate us. But I

His hand twitched like he wanted to reach for me, but he didn’t. The elders shouted. “She’s dangerous!” “She’ll destroy us!” “Alpha, control her!” “I can’t!” Damien’s voice cracked. Selene clung to him tighter. “Kill her! Kill her before she kills us all!” “Shut up!” I roared. The Silver fire exploded higher, reaching the ceiling. Wolves fell to their knees, covering their eyes. The heat pressed down on all of them. I stood, burning, crying. ,Silver flames wrapped me like wings. My wolf howled, fierce and broken, the sound shaking the night sky.

"How dare you! I asked who you are!" "I’m Drex. The Lycan you called a 'black monster' the other day," he replied without looking back. "You... you can shift?" Xavier followed him, stunned. "Rucif gave me a nourishing tonic. It restored my energy faster than I expected. I have to admit, the man is a genius." "Rucif is an alchemist of the highest order. He is more than just 'genius,'" Xavier corrected him. "Yeah, for once, I agree. Are you here alone? Where are your guards? And where are your wives? Don’t you have a dozen of them?" Drex asked bluntly.

The bathroom door slid open with a small hiss, the illyrian princess watching as the BloodHound exited with powerful and determined strides, his combat-trained body completely nude and damp, small droplets of water still dripping from the tips of his hair and certain areas of skin. He carefully cradled the apparently unconscious little earthian in between his arms, her body equally bare and wet, leaving small trails of water over the floor as he carried her all the way towards the bed. "The Alpha will have your head for this. And your mating organ," Meoni observed in laxian language, keeping a neutral expression.

The only sound is the wind whistling through the stone pillars and the distant, rhythmic thumping of a hundred supernatural hearts. Alaric stands at the very front. He looks like a man being burned from the inside out. His hands are clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides, and his jaw is set so tightly that Juniper wonders if his teeth might shatter. He isn't the calm, cool Alpha she met in her shop. He is a male watching his mate walk into a death trap, and the restraint it is taking for him to stay still is visible in the way his shoulders tremble. He wants to roar. He wants to carry her away. But he can't.

CHAPTER 17 HELL FUCKING YES! Have I ever been given head before? Hell fucking yes. Did it feel as good as this one? Hell fucking no! For the first time since I walked in on Luca fucking Bianca, I was grateful he cheated on me. Because how else would I have met three Greek gods in human skin that knows how to use their mouth and their dick! I was almost out of it, eyes rolled to the back of my head, mouth open as my tongue failed me and my fingers buried into both their hairs.

Andricia’s body seems to relax, and her hands find their way to his chest. I hear a humming throughout the room and find the source to be the man standing in front of our bed. I inhale and am instantly caught by the smell of roses. The distinct scent of a vampire—he isn’t human; he is a vampire on our land. The humming grows louder, and Andricia is quickly out of Sam’s grip and moving toward the vampire once more. He smiles victoriously and reaches his hand out to her. All four of us growl in anger, but she doesn’t even turn to us.