Hellsing Seras Victoria Novels & Stories

Her hand swag towards the glass slitting the wine on the stud looking Veronica. Stop! There was a beeping slience followed by a heavy breathing and heart beat sound. The moon flashed red as Lily held her head, screaming. Her vision twisting showing after-mark- shadows . She could her the stop of the royalty music stop, most people were panicking. Her vision capture the sight of two weeping pink haired ladies, her system and.... Veronica?! Not able to pick what's happening, she blank out. . . . "Ghaaaaaah !" She blink her eyes in surprise nearly missing and attack for a human-zombie-like monster.

I leaned in, real close, my lips brushing his ear. "You think this is a game?" I whispered. His body trembled, his breath hitching. I twisted the blade. He choked on his own agony. "Do you know who I am?" I murmured. He didn’t answer. So I pulled the knife out and buried it deeper. His scream cracked in his throat, his body convulsing. I smiled against his skin. "I am Sofia Alexeyev," I whispered. "And you? You made the mistake of touching my blood."

he asserts, restraining his erratic wolf within. “You are the first person to ever think I have a brain,” Sera speaks softly, feeling a strange warmth budding in her heart. “I'll ensure you have everything for a comfortable life. Just make sure you disappear from my life.” “I don’t want to disappear from your life,” Sera counters, moving closer to grasp Matthias' sleeve. Raising her head to meet his gaze, her pupils dilate, captivated by the sheer attractiveness he exudes. “The vampires coerced me into collaborating with them. If I step out of here, they’ll think I betrayed them and will kill me instantly."

Victor’s phone slipped from his trembling hands. It shattered on the tile floor. "There was blood everywhere..." he mumbled. The words made no sense. Elena rushed out of the ward. She grabbed his arm. "Victor, what is it? What about three hours?" "Sera's dead," Victor rasped. The color drained from Elena’s face. "No! That's impossible! It was just a fall!" Elena shook her head frantically. "She's so young. So strong. How is this possible?"

Serina explained while extending her right palm towards Alexis. With a bit of hesitation, Alexis placed her right palm there on top of Serina's right palm. Slowly, Serina grabbed Alexis' palm which was in her current grip, and pressed it against the table. Serina closed her eyes for a moment, and looked straight at the fire burning in the candle in front of her. Alexis fell silent, and followed Serina looking straight at the flame in the candle. Suddenly, Alexis saw a shadow in the candle flame. The figure of a woman wearing a Victorian dress and carrying a sword in her hand. A sword stained with blood. Almost the same as the image that Alexis had seen before. But of course she can’t see the

The young woman, Sera introduces herself. "Sera...not your actual name, is it?" I ask knowingly. "Well, you can consider it a codename. But my name is Seraphine." Sera replied with a casual shrug. "How come you get to be Sera?" I could not help the question. Sera laughs quietly at that, shrugging slightly. "It was either that or Top(II). I'm Seraphine Vega, the Beta Healer. You've met my not so better half, Beta Warrior, Top... Cedric." Sera calmly stated.

“Touch her… and you die.” Zayn’s eyes narrowed. “If it saves the realm, I’ll cut her down.” The tension snapped, both men’s power flaring, flames clashing, the abyss trembling under the collision. And in the center of it, Sera broke. Her scream wasn’t human anymore. Her back arched, her arms outstretched as if crucified by invisible chains. Her body hovered off the ground, the crown embedding itself deeper into her skull, blood running like molten fire down her temples.

“Victor’s former war captain. Thought dead after the Romano purge.” Mara’s voice was grim. “He’s alive. And he’s not hiding anymore.” Serena didn’t hesitate. “Then neither will I.” --- The sky was streaked with crimson and gray, the colors of war. Serena walked through the villa’s halls fully dressed in armor—sleek black leather that moved like second skin. Twin pistols were strapped to her thighs, her mother’s dagger riding at her hip. No crown. No veil. No silk. Only fire.

Finally. Sera attacked immediately. She crashed into him before the wound fully healed, slamming him backwards into one of the subway pillars hard enough to crack concrete. Husen’s smile disappeared for the first time. Good. Sera drove silver toward his heart. Husen caught her wrist again. Harder now. Pain shot through her arm. The vampire’s eyes darkened slightly. Then he threw her. It's not hard enough to kill. It's hard enough to hurt.

"I believe you're Seraphyne Voss, formerly known as the Crimson Empress, Void-tier Awakener, and the final antagonist the novel never properly resolved." She set her cup down. "My name," she said, "is Sera. I sell dry goods in a refugee camp. I have been here for two years. I pay my taxes, I manage my inventory, and I do not make trouble for the Imperial administration." She looked at him with grey eyes that were completely calm and completely unreadable. "I am not," she said, "whoever you think I am." Kael had prepared for this response as well.