Pedang Alucard Novels & Stories

We stood there, breathing the same air, the tension from the gallery opening and the elevator ride rushing back between us. "If you don't go to that course," Alaric said, his tone switching to that terrifyingly calm business register, "I will revoke your campus parking permit. You’ll be reliant on my driver for every single movement you make. Is that the freedom you want?" I looked at him, truly looked at him. There was no warmth, no hint of the man who had sheltered me from Vivian Sterling’s insults. There was only the guardian. "You really are a monster," I said.

The spear slipped out of her grasp, and struck the ground with a metallic clang, as the forest twisted violently around her and she fell to the ground. “Dumb Bitch!” Alucard spat and walked away. “Alucard, you got your revenge.” The other voice rose softly without a care in the world. “But couldn't you hold back for a second there? You could have seriously killed her.” “Don’t lecture me, Zen.” Alucard growled. “What? You want to take her place?” “Oh no…” Another nonchalant laughter rang out softly. “I surely wouldn’t want to go against you. That would be much too… bothersome. I’m just saying, don’t damage the merchandise we were lucky to find.”

Arden’s eyes glimmered with pain as his jaws were repeatedly clenched. “That was my own fucking son you were accusing me of, Erina!” He growled, his eyes now glowing darkly, showing his eyes when he would transform into a werewolf. “You’d consider it from the woman that your clan loathes, the daughter of the witch—the woman who planned on punishing your entire bloodline through the backbone of their family—the ruthless king of the Gunners?!” Arden’s uncontrollable anger was already knocking at him. His chest was heaving an aggressive sigh as he couldn’t contain the anger that was banging out of him.

Cherie How can happiness be so fleeting? From being happy and content one second, to terrified the next. The beast in front of me snarls, its golden eyes pinning me with a look that sends bile rising up to my throat. I don’t know how one would describe the scent of death perfectly, but this monster is the embodiment of the word. It’s incredibly taller, even taller than Creed or Alpha Kai, covered in black fur, and standing on two legs. With claws the size of a grown man’s full hand, sickly yellow eyes, and scars littered all over its body, I know this is Creed’s Lycan.

The ground was slick with blood, and the once-pristine white snow was stained crimson. Mac shifted, my paws sinking into the snow as I sprinted to the left, where Archer’s pack was struggling to hold their ground. Archer’s massive wolf, a dark and imposing creature, was locked in combat with a hybrid, but the creature was too fast, too strong. Archer’s wolf roared, but it was cut short as the hybrid lunged for his throat. His teeth sank into Archer’s shoulder, and the Alpha’s wolf bucked, throwing the creature off just in time to avoid a fatal blow.

Roel was the farthest away from the Alpha, luckily he hadn't seen him yet. " What are you guys waiting for?! Kill that bastard!" He ordered the rogue, sending them to the Alpha before he came over to meet them. Snapping of bones could be heard as one by one, the rogues lunged forward , shifting into their wolves as they attacked the Alpha. Lucious too shifted into his magnificent black wolf as he growled at them. Lucious' wolf was of course the biggest, almost twice as big as the rogue's wolf. He didn't waste any time as he dashed for the first rogue who came at him.

I was so fucking happy, goddess knows it. Grabbing his neck tightly , I lift him in the air and send him flying to the nearest tree. 'Maintain control baby, don't lose yourself to anger' Alpha Lance whispers in the mind link and I take in deep breaths to cool down. 'Okay' I nod looking at him and he nods back at me. Eden stumbles up and walks to me. He is the pack's head warrior and I know there is no way, he's letting a she-wolf take him down in front of his trainees.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

The more he listened to it… he got more and more disgusted. Nero also turns into his wolf…they twist…and attack each other. From his physique alone…Ronan is far behind, Nero has a bigger, taller and stronger wolf. He has Alpha blood and training that made him an alpha. He tried to dodge all those attacks…and he remembered a move taught by Uwal at that time, maybe he could try it. He had to let Nero bite his arm…and twist it later. The problem is… how does he make that attack only hit his hand? What if he hit his heart… he would die instantly before even practicing that move.

He was Alucard Ludendorff, a high-ranking vampire archlord. Alucard's gaze was ice-cold as he spoke in a chilling tone. "Sir, your sarcastic comments are useless. Don't forget, you came to us seeking cooperation, not the other way around. Now, another vampire duke has died. Your lack of sympathy is bad enough, but this insult is intolerable. Do you think our family lacks backbone?" Christopher gave a dismissive laugh and glanced at Alucard with apparent contempt. "Alucard, like me, you're someone who has lived past 100 years. Wait… You seem to have lived even longer."