Hellsing Organization Novels & Stories

They wanted to protect those without abilities from those with abilities who wish them harm. That was when the Moonshadow organization came to be. A secret organization sought to claim world peace and protect the world from all things evil. The Moonshadow knows all and sees all; to be a member, you have to continuously be good. You won’t find them; they will find you. Once they find you and make you an offer, you can choose to deny their request or join them. Then there is the third organization, the Slayers. The Slayers are made up of vampires; they feed off those with abilities to strengthen their own powers. They are a danger to both Moonshadow and Killers.

Aislen wondered. Toby stared at her, and his eyes slowly slid to Meguitte as if seeking her support. “The Order of Nexsis are the people that we know as Van Helsings,” Meguitte explained gently. “Do not worry, Aislen, I did not know either until one of them explained it to me. Apparently the One God has a name or has been given one in the last thousand years by his followers,” she gave a slight shrug of her shoulder. “I was born during the arrival of the One God, and it is not a name that I had heard before.”

Broken furniture, shattered windows, cracks in the walls. "What happened here?" Jaxon and Lucien exchanged guilty glances. "We had a disagreement," Lucien said carefully. "You fought." It wasn't a question. "While I was unconscious." "We worked it out," Jaxon said quickly. "We're cooperating now. I promise." I wanted to be angry, but I was too tired. Too much pain. "Tell me about the hunters." They exchanged another look, this one more serious. "They're called the Order of the Silver Dawn," Lucien began. "They're an international organization that's been hunting supernatural beings for over a thousand years. They believe we're threats to humanity that need to be eliminated."

That seems like my only upward path—but I did not leave myself without an exit. “……” Ben stared at her in shock. “I privately have another organization. I built it after arriving in Phoenixfell City. You have never discovered it. That is my backup route.” Heloise said calmly. “Everything I just told Benjamin is true. If I commit suicide in advance, my organization will at any cost expose the truth and evidence of the slums to the international community. But I do not want THE PHOENIXFELL EMPIRE to fall into chaos because of this, so...”

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

Chapter 8: The Weight of Questions Even though vampires were supposed to be ancient—centuries-old predators who’d watched empires rise and fall—the four queens of BludHeaven were anomalies. Each one frozen at nineteen,They aged like humans until they hit eighteen. their bodies locked in the bloom of late adolescence while their minds carried the weight of lives far longer than their faces suggested. The school had been carved into four wings after the Integration Accords: North for Seraphina Locke’s tech-infused domain, East for Liora Kane’s shadowed artistic realm, South for Ravenna Slade’s raw kinetic territory, and West—Elara Voss’s domain—where the gothic cowgirl ruled with a drawl and a

"Organization?" "Yes", Nathaniel confirmed solemnly, resisting the urge to take her hand that was trembling slightly. He knew that was not because of the cold but a similarly dangerous ailment of the mind, and she would not allow him to soothe it. Not now. Heavy-hearted, he forced himself to look away from her into the flames. "The organization threatening the Icelands right now resides in Dragsa as well, under the name of 'Loki'. Because my uncle knew about their existence and kept a close eye on them, they waited and accumulated power over there for a long time, like a hibernating illness.

While at it, he was also training with his family there. Matthew had practically remembered everything by now since the incident, but it was still fuzzy. It was like someone trying to remember a really old memory which people normally only remember some parts of. But now, some things were starting to get clearer. He remembered the name of the company. Order of Mysteries, or OROMYS for short. It was an organisation that researches supernatural events and prevents them from getting out of hand. They are a secret organisation that helps the governments all over the world to deal with things out of the ordinary and in return, the government would keep all their activities as classified informati

She was a pawn in all these supernatural beings’ diabolical plans for their benefit. “Your highness,” a woman dressed in all-black attire with the word Lira written on the front of her T-shirt opened the door for us. She had dark hair, smokey eyes, and purple-colored lips. Her lip and nose ring shined under the dimmed light of the backdoor. “Iz,” Elijah acknowledged her, taking my hand. “This is Rory.” Iz nodded but didn’t bother to say a word to me. “We have to hurry. Orme’s death made everything harder for us.” She turned, and we trailed behind her.

Something concluded in his dark–green eyes that left me swallowing thickly. "You're human….." He said, trailing off when he flew before me, grabbed my neck with his smaller hands tightly and pushed me against the bark of a thick branch. "What's a human doing in hell?" He breathed against my face and my eyes widened. "Well Alice Idohosa, in one minute you will be sentenced to a lifetime in Hells Teen institution for the damned." He said calmly. My jaw locked, and my lips tightened. My hands glowed purple and blue when I muscled him off of me with a powerful shove. "Get off of me!" I yelled as I pushed him away from me.