Seras Victoria X Alucard Novels & Stories

I asked as I stood up from the ground and gradually walked towards him. " My Government, doctor Ronald. I know what you must be thinking, is the US authority aware of this experiment going on? Well, the answer is no. This is all my doing, the US government was too idiotic to take up the offer, so I did. I couldn't resist the idea of creating a genetically modified hybrid from the two most rare and unique creatures, Vampires and werewolves. Isn't that mind-blowing?" He furrowed his eyebrows, and gazed at me, before lighting a stick of cigarette, took a whiff then leaned and puffed it on my face.

But there was more than that. "You don't understand, Abu. It was fate!" Stephan stated. "Fate?! What do you mean?" Zanea interrupted. Stephan looked at Kram and Kram nodded his head to him, allowing him to send the message. "There is a prophecy," Stephan paused for a while and Abu could see the fear in his eyes. He sharpened his gazes at him and asked, "What is the prophecy about?" Stephan took a deep breath and braced himself, "There once a prophecy that there would be an angel who will soon mate a vampire and will bear a vampire-angel hybrid, who will multiply their lineage and will create a massive war among all creatures and all will fight for life and death."

Seraphina roared, her voice dropping into a terrifying, demonic register. She didn't use her full speed to end it quickly; she wanted it to be agonizingly slow. She grabbed Victoria by the collar, dragging her forward against the metal restraints, and began systematically pouring her centuries of anger straight onto her flesh. A heavy, calculated punch shattered Victoria’s lip, followed by another sharp strike to her ribs that forced a ragged scream out of the secretary's throat. Seraphina’s long, razor-sharp fangs were fully bared, and her manicured nails extended into lethal, curved claws. With a slow, deliberate swipe, she raked her claws across Victoria's cheek, leaving deep, bleeding tr

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Everyone in the room suddenly stops talking and looks at her in shock, their eyes wide. “Can you remember what you were saying?” Camille asks. “Alaric said it was Latin but I can’t remember. I don’t know Latin.” “How?” demands Zander. “How can she just do that without drawing the power from somewhere else?” “She drew the power from him, the vampire, from nature, from the world. She is like Serliciaus, only stronger.” The twelve pairs of eyes trained on her grow wider. “Who is Serliciaus?” She vaguely remembers hearing the name in one of her visions.

my mom inquired, raising an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Yes.” “Who?” she asked, leaning in. “He’s from a high-status family,” I said, a hint of pride in my voice despite the fear rising in me. “Oh, really?” “And he’s very brave.” “Oh?” “Rich.” “Really?” “And he’s an alpha,” I added. “Oh,” my mother said, her smile growing. “Now that’s interesting.” “A werewolf alpha.” “Sorry?” My mother’s smile faltered, her expression shifting to one of disbelief. “What did you say?”

Every step he took was deliberate and calculated, ensuring he remained undetected while closing in on his adversary. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, transforming into the likeness of one of Dakota's closest pack members. The familiarity struck him, but he couldn't let sentimentality cloud his judgment. He knew it was Seraphina, using her deceptive powers to exploit his emotions. Dakota took a defensive stance, his muscles tense and ready to react. Seraphina lunged at him, striking with blinding speed and precision. But Dakota's agility and training as an Alpha Lycan allowed him to evade her attacks, his body moving with fluidity and grace. He relied on his enhanced senses to an

Before Steve could reply to his mate Alexey stormed through the door, splintering the large oak frame and immediately pounced towards Steve with a murderous look in his Jade eyes, Valor and Dominic entered the room next reaching out with preternatural speed to stop Alexey from reaching his target, Valor reached him first, wrapping his arms around his abdomen and dragging him to the floor, Stacy and Valaria hearing the commotion entered the living area ready for a fight, Steve took up a protective posture in front of Kacy and Laura while Dominic helped to pin down the old Panther who was struggling in Valor's grip, “Fucking Heretic!” Alexey spouted with such anger and distaste in his voice, V

Delta team had done a lot more recon than that, but this vampire didn’t need to know that. “How old are you?” “Uh, twenty-six?” Xavier said. “No, how long have you been a vampire, son?” “About seven years.” John eyed Xavier, then shifted his attention to Alaric. “What are your names?” he said. “I am Alaric Valko, Alpha of New Dawn. This is my mate and Luna, Thea Lyall. This is Gaia, the eldest high priestess on the west coast, and this is Xavier.”

Ariadne answers, mirroring Victor’s expression. * * * * * * * * * * “Okay,’ Victor concedes, taking a big bite of his burger. “Your Alpha friend has good tastes.” This is Dustin’s prize car, a 1967 Chevy Impala. It’s a gorgeous car with old American muscle, sticking out and blending in at the same time. Ariadne smiles, resisting the urge to place her feet on the dash. “Keep your eyes peeled,” Ariadne replies, “and stop looking at me.”