Seras Victoria X Alucard Novels & Stories

Drakes could not help but boast as he stood facing his first maker. “But you and I both know why I am here.” He added. “Yes, you are here to kill me as you did Aladdin, to take my powers like the ability to bestow immortality on anyone, a gift you want to give your Witches,” Alucard replied with a sullen tone, flapping his bat wings as he got down from the cave roof. “After I kill you, I am going to Kill the White Wolf Alpharix next and then finally the White Lion King himself. With all your powers I will be like a god and unstoppable.” Drake answered with greedy consuming his already dark eyes.

A sharp cry erupts from her as his elongated fangs suddenly pierce her neck. After a swift taste of her blood, Luca forcefully pushes Sera onto the bed, his eyes glinting with anger and a hint of possessiveness. The memory of Xavier's dreamy look, when Sera was mentioned, intensifies his fury. In a burst of rage, he strips off his clothes and stands naked before Sera.

He’s ruthless, relentless, tearing through her defenses like they’re nothing more than paper. Seraphine’s lips tremble, but she stays silent. Creed’s claws dig deeper, and then his eyes start to glow, a deep, menacing gold that sends a chill through the room. This is the Alpha Sight of a hybrid; the Sight of the son of a Wolf God. After what feels like an eternity, Creed finally let go, pulling his claws free from her neck. Seraphine collapses to the floor, gasping for breath, her body trembling with the aftershocks of the Alpha Sight. She looks up at Creed, her eyes wide with terror.

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

Lucas said before he started eating his food, but his words were stopped by one of the groups next to them as they said “Have you heard the rumors, it is said that the Alpha has regained his Luna?” “Does this make sense? I heard that the Alpha made sacrifices to the ruler, Selene.” - The word god will be changed to “ruler” due to some religious reasons - "Yes, the Alpha suffered a lot. Luna should be grateful to him, because he waited for her all these years. The Alpha Lucian is truly loyal." The werewolves said boastfully, which made Lucas about to lose his mind. He was about to turn to them and say something, but his assistant caught him.

Blood poured freely, staining her sleeve crimson. Alaric’s senses ignited. The scent—raw, warm, intoxicating—filled his lungs. He fell to his knees, shaking his head violently. ALARIC (guttural): “No… I won’t… I can’t—” But she placed her wrist gently against his lips. SERAPHINE (whispers): “Live, Alaric. For me.” The blood hit his tongue—and instinct took over. He latched on. Alaric’s hands gripped her arm as he drank. His body convulsed, as if life were being poured into him. The pain eased, the burning calmed, replaced by ecstasy and strength.

I asked as I waited for him. "My last name is Blackson, a royal lineage of years back. I have one sister you know as Ingrid. My childhood friend Ryson. I am also a vampire as you have noticed but unlike other vampires, I like cooked food. I have many enemies and fewer friends. That is all I can disclose for now babe but I will tell you soon." I looked at him wondering what he had experienced to have such pain reflected in those gorgeous eyes. "Do you wanna hear about me?" I asked stroking his hair taking in his scent. He hummed softly.

His presence radiated strength and resolve, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on Seraphina. With a primal bellow, Lucas lunged at Seraphina, their forms colliding in a tumultuous clash. The impact echoed through the room, and Seraphina was sent hurtling back, crashing to the ground with a resounding thud. Blood stained the floor beneath her, a stark reminder of the battle's intensity. I watched, a mixture of relief and gratitude washing over me, as Lucas stood before me, a sentinel against the darkness that had threatened to consume us. The werewolves around us held their breath, their wide eyes fixed on the spectacle before them.

Vic answered the system. "Sure! Vic!!" "Okay. I'm Sternly Vic." "Just who am I and who the hell are you!"

Lilith may be a Blood Succubus, but faced with someone who could withstand her suppression, she wouldn't be able to do much. Alucard was like a dark shadow that moved with the Noonday Sun. His eyes flashed brightly as he dashed into Tucker's path and threw a punch. That seemingly insignificant punch was filled with the power of a million stars, and Tucker could feel his body being pushed back by the powerful force if the punch. And it hadn't even struck him yet!