Hellsing Jan Valentine Novels & Stories

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

Her scowl was grim. “You sure are smug about going on a date with my boyfriend on Valentine’s Day, aren’t you? “I’m getting to strip you naked so everyone can see your true form—a shameless fox!” She seemed to have transformed into the devil upon reaching this note. Then, her laughter turned sadistic while she commanded her group, “Strip her!” Countless pairs of hands seized me and started tearing at my clothes. I used what strength I had to put my hand up to guard against them, but it was no use.

"Yeah , me and my family always gather together at Christmas" "Oh that's nice.. I'll see you next year then" He patted my head and suddenly this question came out from my mind "Harry.. can I ask you something?" "Yeah? Anything" "Why do you call me Val not Valentine?" I asked and he laughed "Valentine is mouthful , Val is shorter" Joey said that my name is beautiful.. "Oh okay" "Why ask that kind of question? Aren't you used to being called Val?" He asked and I shook my head "Just asking.. my head is weird after exams" I said

"Calm down Val, I will bring him home." Ryan assured "No, he is gone now, what I need to do is get stronger so that when I find my baby boy the person responsible for it will pay with their lives." Valentina said As soon as she said that, her eyes turned to silver white different from her normal color of eyes which was blue sparkly eyes. Ryan was surprised to see her like that, he tried to snap her out of it, he thought if he kissed her it would change and so he quickly claimed her lips on his but it wouldn't budge, nor blink.

A silver badge — crescent moon again — gleamed over her heart. She paused, looking me over. If not for the soft curve of her chest, I wouldn’t have known she was female. “Up,” she said calmly. “We don’t have all day.” “Who are you?” I whispered. She dropped the bundle beside me. “Valentina. Prince Damien’s First Guard. I’m not here to hurt you—unless you make me.” I swallowed. The name alone made my stomach twist. She knelt, undid my shackles one by one, and stepped back. It should’ve been a relief.

she purred. I spat at the ground. “So that’s what you want? To use me as some kind of resurrection tool?” Valentina’s smile turned razor-sharp. “Oh, you’ll be more than that.” Just when Mason was about to charge at her again, Valentina raised her hand and suddenly, a powerful force radiated from her hand, blasting Mason off the ground. “What the…”

He noticed as my head turned around to take a look at the place. “Dad arranged this office when I told him I’ll be coming back for good. Please don’t judge.” I smiled at him. A knock came on the door. A blonde woman dressed in a silk cream blouse and fitted pink pencil skirt came in. With her is a girl in a black tracksuit, and her hair is in a high ponytail. “Mr. Valentino, we are here. Good Morning, Ms. Rivera. My name is Summer, I will assist you in your work here in the office.” The girl in the skirt us with a smile.

Everyone knew it. Our families knew it. The media knew it. Hell, even Dominic’s mother adored me before she passed away. So where exactly did Valerie come from? A fucking janitor. A nobody. A random girl from nowhere who suddenly became Mrs Cantrell overnight and now Dominic looked at her like she was something precious. Something worth protecting. Over ME. Before Valerie, Dominic never let people disrespect me. Never. If someone even looked at me wrong he handled it immediately and now Valerie sat there throwing sarcastic comments at me and he just sat there smirking like it amused him. Smirking.

“This..this was supposed to be normal! I just-I just wanted to quit and go home. And now Herry’s pub is in ruins and-” “I doubt that Herry is truly concerned, considering he’s getting a new pub out of the deal and your coworkers are all too happy to get days off with pay, so-” “That’s not the point! They don’t see me as Valene anymore! I am your human vassal.” She snapped. “Don’t you see?! I’m a lying, killing machine to them now! Some human vassal who has been working under the radar, scoping some club out to make sure that we weren’t being invaded by third-party inhumans!”

she gestured toward me, “-the blood itself awakens.” Dozens of gazes turned to me, some reverent, others hungry, many afraid. “This,” Valentina declared, “is Dennise Dracula, the heir of Vladimir Dracula. The servant of the progenitor blood line. She carries the pure line unbroken, unsullied and she walks beneath the sun unburned. The new dawn belongs to her.” The nobles gasped, a wave of disbelief rippling through them. “She is one of you,” Valentina continued, “and yet beyond you. No poison weakens her. No silver wounds her. She is both day and night. Flesh of my promise, heart of my vengeance.”