Romans & histoires Hellsing Jan Valentine

“Yes Celene is a saint, she cares about everyone. I am sure everyone is moved by your speech your Highness but the truth remains, she is a Silver wolf, a monster nothing good will ever come from keeping her alive. Since she was found here it is only right you let us take care of her, give her a fitting death.” I turned with one swift move and roared, silencing everyone at the clearing, my chest rose and fell harshly, my eyes flashed amber as I set them on Valerie, “I dare you to repeat those words! One more time, say them. Say you want my mate dead. I dare you!” Valerie stumbled against my words as she fell to her knees, sweat trickling down her face as she swallowed hard, “Your Highness…I …

I peep to see her lying on the floor soaked in a pool of blood. The sight of her blood angered me. I dash inside without thinking. Brian followed since he had no choice. I was shocked when I saw Rosie. There was some other lady with her. “Look who we have here? The lover boy. Are you here to save your lost princess?” She laughed. “How fun it was playing with you two. Oh my bad! No introduction. I am Valentine. That name should ring a bell right?” Valentine? My eyes widened when I realized. The only Valentine I have heard of is Andrea's friend. I looked over to Andrea and she nodded weakly.

Damon Valentino ~•~ The next morning, I woke up with an email from the office of the dean and I knew things were about to get much worse. ‘From: officeofthedeannyc@g***l.com To: profvalentino@yahoo.com Date: 7 Dec 2023, 06:17 Good day,

Real estate such as office space and apartment buildings make up a large portion of the assets Valiant started with so it wouldn't surprise me if the rumors were true. Valiant holds open the door, and I walk in to be greeted by a smiling woman in a cute spring dress. White fabric with little pink flowers all over it in a light shade make her look absolutely gorgeous. I dressed for powerful professional and here she is likely going to an afternoon tea party. I didn't even curl my hair, choosing instead to wear it straight and loose. She holds a water bottle out to Valiant. Water dribbles off the edges and falls to the tile floor. "Water, Mr. Valiant?" she asks, her smile never wobbling as she

Valerie begged desperately, "Austin, please stop saying hurtful things. I know I was wrong before, and I've apologized. What more do you want? Aren't you here because you still love me?" I shook my head. "I stopped loving you long ago. I'm only here to see how things turned out for you." "I don't believe you," said Valerie, her face turning pale. "If you didn't love me, why did you agree to let me have a test-tube baby with Eugene? If you didn't love me, why did you arrange such a professional medical team for me, taking such good care of me and..." Halfway through her sentence, Valerie had an epiphany. She looked at me in disbelief. "You did this on purpose. You deliberately found that medi

"What are you doing here?" "Hey, I know you hate me but you have to listen to what I'm about to tell you." I only folded my arms and kept staring at him plainly. "You're Valerie Hawkins, Hybrid daughter of Cassius Hawkins, leader of the Night Exiles. The vampire clan." There was a sinking feeling in my stomach as soon as he said those words, but I was pretty good at hiding my emotions so I stared at him plainly as if not fazed by his discovery. "And don't get me wrong Valerie, I'm not here for trouble, I'm just here to help. Please." He added, staring at me pleadingly. I glanced at April who was seated at the corner, staring at us before letting out an exhale.

Her whisper broke the night: “Why do I feel like I’ve known you before?” Damien’s breath caught, his entire body freezing as hope flared in his chest like wildfire. But before he could answer, the door slammed open. Valentina swept into the room like a storm in heels, her dark gown cutting against the pale moonlight. She slid in front of Valerie, protective, furious. “This ends now.” Her voice dripped venom. “I indulged your obsession because I thought you civilized. But this….” she gestured sharply between them, “....is harassment Emotional cruelty. You will not drag my daughter into your graveyard.”

And then Yhannie was gone. What is going on? I feel like I’m the Jon Snow of this fucked up lifetime who knew nothing at all. If Valentine’s not yet married, then he’s completely lying to me. If he doesn’t have a child yet then who’s that baby that’s with Ivana? And isn’t that the very same baby with Valentine on Instagram? Oh my god.

What use could I possibly have to him? The woman stepped closer, her boots clicking against the floor. “Useful?” she repeated, her voice dripping with disbelief. “She’s a Valisteen. She’s nothing but trouble, and you know it.” “That’s enough, Lydia,” Dylan said, his tone cold and final. Lydia froze, her expression hardening. She looked at me, her eyes blazing with something between hatred and jealousy. “Fine,” she spat. “But when this blows up in your face, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

As the hellhounds reveal the vital information, something dawns on Jaxson. "Two weeks from now is the twelfth-… The twelfth hour of the fall of twelfth," he grumbles. It seems the prophecy is coming to pass, and they'll have no choice but to fight – with or without Valerie. "Hmm, exactly. Your only hope is Valerie. We cannot save her, but if her soul isn't with Hades, one of you may be able to find her and return her to her body." The hellhounds knew Jaxson was ready to do it, but it wasn't so easy. "We suggest the Vampire. He has known her longer; she connects with him – he will find her."