Hellsing Oc Novels & Stories

Hailey felt weak compared to the others in the castle, but her expertise in dance taught her a thing or two about body movement. In other words, she wasn't as clueless about fighting as she tried to appear. When the atmosphere in the room shifted, Beta Ruel glanced up, momentarily distracted. Seizing the moment, Hailey lunged at him, moving with the grace of a dancer. She crouched low and kicked his foot out from under him.

Zeres immediately exited the room using his speed as well and just right about then, the room burst into rains of woods and stones everything shattering into bits by the impact caused by the ballistae. “Damn it, how did this happen? Who had aimed the ballistae at you?” Zeres grumbled and Abigail was shocked. “Me?” Zeres didn't answer but kept running as a blur and then ending up at the front porch. He held the pillar. “The manor is crumbling. This ballistae is an omega weapon, once it blasts something, any other thing around would be totally destroyed.” Zeres said and left that place leaping at an incredible speed.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Seeing Taken souls were Lillith’s thing. I sighed to myself, wishing there was some point to this place. I walked a mute world filled with reflections of the living and whole, a world that was as pretty as it was useless. Lills on the other hand... She saw the dead and the taken, and they weren't reflections of people like they were for me, they were real, solid, she could hear their every word and scream.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.

He obviously will kill her if he found her and she didn't imagine how he will kill her. Her whole body shivered when she heard the gate of chamber once again opening, and instantly she felt a fear engraving in her, a powerful aura hit her. After all she was just a mere omega, she couldn't even survive Alpha's aura then it was a damned vampire who was way too powerful than even the alphas. He stepped inside and she heard him unfastening his cloak before pulling his coat off his body when once again the gate was opened and she narrowed her eyes. This time it was some woman's feet wearing extravagant dress dusting the carpeted floor with each step she took inside the chamber.

It wasn’t until an unexpected attack on their treaty negotiations, rogue mercenaries targeting the meeting hall, that she realized something deeper than instinct had already tied her to Cassian. The battle erupted fast—shadows clashing, blades cutting through the air, wolves and vampires fighting side by side against a force meant to dismantle their alliance. Cassian and Eris fought as two rulers, but also as something more—moving in sync, reacting to each other’s presence, anticipating each strike before it landed. At one point, Eris lost her footing, a mercenary swinging wide, aiming for her throat— Cassian was already there. His arm locked around her waist, pulling her back, his blade sli

“Witchcraft—” “Villainess—” The word struck like a thrown dagger, cutting straight through the noise. Villainess. Seren’s pulse faltered. The System flickered, words slicing across her vision like smug lightning. [New Identity Confirmed: Villainess Omega.] [Directive Initiated: Rule through fear, desire, or both.] The glowing HUD pulsed bright enough that wolves nearest her actually shielded their eyes, mistaking it for divine fire. Kael’s arm around her waist tightened, his low growl silencing the pack. But the damage was already done—the chant had begun. A chant not for her, but against her.

The whole idea seemed futile but no other way than to make themselves appear prepared. On their way, Allie spotted a large painting of a Hellhound standing in the middle of a misty, darkened forest, its eyes glowing and taking the attention away from everything else that had been expertly drawn on the canvas. The omega tilted her head at the artwork, admiring it for a while.