Hellsing Seras Victoria Novels & Stories

He blinked water from his eyes and finally got a good look at his attacker. A girl. Nineteen, maybe twenty. Dressed in silk robes embroidered with golden phoenixes, soaking wet, her perfect face twisted in rage. Behind her stood two servants in gray uniforms, frozen like they were watching a bomb tick down. Jayvyn's memories supplied her name: Sera. Half-sister. Father's legitimate Beta daughter. Has wanted you dead since birth. "You hit me?" Sera touched her ribs, disbelief morphing into fury. "You're dead. I'll tell General Kael you attacked me, and he'll—"

Sera wobbled out, Axar hanging across her shoulder, into the bright mid day sun. The sun's rays creating dimension in her jewel colored maneuver as it captures the light with her movement. After I had disposed of the unbearable Barima, I ransacked her room for a blouse I wanted for Sera. I discarded Seraphine's bloody sweater afterwards. It took quite a bit of coercion to get Sera into the now dead woman's clothes. The idea of it making her more remorseful.

she shouted and my apartment began to rotate. Before I could say anything, she turned a vampiress and charged towards me, the next thing I felt was a sharp pain on my neck, I felt like my spirit is leaving me, I began to lost my strength little by little before I finally blacked out. . . . 🪐VAMPIRES WORLD 🪐. 👻Princess Maijat👻.

We entered the hall of the king’s castle, crowds of people closing in on us. The room was filled with luxurious vampire nobles, along with some blood slaves. A girl appeared at Sebastian's side. She was thin, with blond hair and green eyes. She was about my height. “Who is this?” crooned the girl, pushing out her bottom lip into a pout. “Laura, this is my dance partner, Sarah. Sarah, this is Laura, the king’s youngest daughter.” “The king’s only daughter.” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me. “Nice to meet you,” I said, meeting Sebastian’s expressionless face.

"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!]

I couldn't hide behind Alexander forever; I needed to stand on my own and face whatever was coming. With a final, warning look at Kael, Alexander stood and retreated toward the library, leaving us in eerie silence. Kael didn't speak immediately. He stood up and walked to the door, clicking the lock. My heart hammered against my ribs—the same ribs that felt strangely light without the binder, yet heavier with the truth. ​"Is Sera even your name?" he asked, his back still turned to me. ​"Yes," I whispered. "Sera Calix." He turned around. The sunlight from the high windows caught the blue color in his eyes, making them look sharper.

He had to even take the blood of the person she liked. "If you can't resist drinking blood, you should find your own prey!" said Sera. Her words hurt Madelyn. "Sera!" snapped Winston. Sera smirked. "You told me to give up on Amos because he's a slave. But look at yourself. You even married a lowly creature like her. What's the difference between me and you?" Sera had just closed her mouth when Winston lunged at her and sent her crashing into the wall. Sera widened her eyes when he raised his hand to strike her.

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

She was looking at Mia with an intensity that had nothing frightening in it and everything significant. "You feel it," Sera said quietly. "The frequency. Between us." "Yes," Mia said. Behind her, Elias Vorn said nothing. But she heard in his silence the sound of a theory being confirmed. CHAPTER 146 Sera Voss moved through the world with the contained, deliberate quality of someone who had learned to occupy exactly as much space as she needed and not one inch more. She was forty-one years old, and she had arrived at that age through a sequence of events that would have produced in a lesser person either a complete philosophical breakdown or a career in motivational speaking. Sera had produce

The door slid open. High Queen Serafina stepped out. She looked exactly like the "Void-Goddess" legends, but stripped of the darkness. Her skin was the color of starlight, her hair a flowing river of liquid platinum. She wore a gown of woven light that didn't just glow—it refracted the reality around her. "Zora Vane," Serafina said, her voice sounding like a thousand crystal bells. "The biological fluke. The 'Rejected Heiress' who accidentally stumbled into the Earth’s nervous system."