Pedang Alucard Novels & Stories

(Dr. Albert Curie) I temporarily stopped my speech when I saw Aiden, the son of Alucard returning to his seat. He is the only pure-blood vampire left after his father was killed by the Grand Alpha during an encounter. Lead by an alpha, wolf packs are strong, they are very difficult to beat especially when they start working together. I've heard rumors that the Grand alpha has enough strength to rip anyone in half with just a single strike. They can also disguise themselves to get closer to their victims, adding stealth to their approach.

Dante: “Where did Alessandro run off to?” I asked Nicolas who shrugged as he chose a knife. He smirked and handed it to me, his eyes growing menacingly dark as his wolf grew high with a bloodlust adrenaline boost. “He would be back” Nicolas said, choosing a knife for himself before approaching Leonardo whose eyes widened in surprise when he dug it inside his dick. The man’s eyes widened in surprise, and screaming, we both watched as his blood poured as his wails of pain, squirmed, and thrashes grew relentless.

The tempering of the flames was enough to bring Mane a great headache. "Prideful Sword: Dance of the Moon Butterfly" Mane's figure flashed before reappearing on another side of the battlefield, evading Alucard's crazed charge. Yet Alucard would not be deterred. With an annoyed grunt he came after the Supreme once again, his blades digging into the ground and effortlessly changing his trajectory. *Boom*

Since he was a little drunk he drove as best he could but stopped at a red light. Who the hell stops at a fucking traffic light at midnight? He thought that and gave a self-mocking chuckle as he stepped on the accelerator to continue. Not knowing how the hell they suddenly appeared, a group of five or six men stood in front of him and he was forced to brake. He thought they were muggers, but when he saw the pale color of his skin he realized they weren't. They were vampires, they had recognized him at the bar and waited for him to come out to attack him. He quickly analyzed his situation despite not being clear on the judgment and concluded that since he was half drunk he could not face them

I ask, my heart beating wildly in my chest. “I think so,” he answers me, twisting his head. “It was just a nudge, really.” Derek doesn’t seem hurt so I turn to the static car by the side of the road, clenching my hands tightly. “Wait here!” Just staring at the car makes me want to pull out the door and give the insane driver a piece of my mind, but before I can make up my mind on what to do, the door opens and a tall man in a flashy suit walks out of it. He shuts the door and leans on it with a phone to his ear.

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

“The death of the Son of Ares is not a simple classroom incident.” Remy remained a step back, alert but silent. The HUD flicked once, registering his presence as **Luna‑Guardian / Pack‑Bonded** and tagging him as non‑hostile. Even the system, it seemed, knew the rank of a coyote Luna in the court’s architecture. *** Alucard did not move to a throne. He led the conversation from the edge of the chamber, near the window overlooking the dark grounds outside the castle. The glass was black, the reflection of candlelight fracturing across it like broken veins.

"Mr. Alucard is a wind attribute user.” I smiled brightly. "Then shall you get started?"

One time, he raised a plan of burning the forest along with the dead in it, yet met great resistance from Marcus and other senior officers; the wrath of nature must not be taken lightly, they reasoned. “Go report to the king of what is happening here, lad.” Said a man approaching from behind. The man had a long scar on his closed right eye, and a mustache reaching both his pale cheeks. He clapped Norman’s shoulder then sat steadily on a wooden log right in front of Norman, saying, “I’ll hold the undead here while you must bring reinforcements from the capital.” “I never knew a duke can be ordered by a man lower than him.” Norman joked, having no malice in his words. He took off his helm and

He turned his gaze and saw Alucard swinging his sword against him. "You pest! Just die already! " Leomord angrily blocked Alucard with his left arm. He created his own sword out of thin air to counter Alucard. Galatrina and Alucard worked together to weaken Leomord. While Leomord blocked Alucard's attack, numerous sword strike is released pushing Leomord into a corner. Galatrina emerges at the back of Leomord swinging her sword to injure Leomord's back.