Seres Victoria Hellsing Novels & Stories

Daxton no longer sounded angry, instead, he sounded more like a lost child, asking for guidance. “Right now, the main thing is for her to rest and get plenty of nourishment. With the IV I put in her, along with the herbal elixir I will prescribe, even if she doesn’t wake up anytime soon, her body will heal and become stronger. Once her body is stronger, her wolf should emerge.” “If she isn’t awake, how will she take the elixir?”

Kael immediately went to Seris who was looking weak as well. “You good?" Kael asked. “Check on Alpha Devean" Seris said as she nodded. Celestia immediately went to Seris as she carried Sequoia. Catherine, who was a sobbing mess, went and hugged Seris crying. “Who are you” Alpha Kai asked. “My name is Seris Mahina, the vessel of the moon goddess, a knight of Alpha King Kael and the wolfless bitch of the Silver Pack.” Seris said as Kyle and Estella's faces immediately turned pale.

Leaving her on the bed, he went back to Suarez and tried to zip in his dick which had become erect. Seeing that Suarez whose hands were tied was now struggling to free himself, Shawn freed his mouth and said, "Tell me, Suarez, I'm aware that Christopher Stallion has houses scattered all over the country. Tell me where the ones he keeps his victims are located. I know you're the engineer who helped in building and designing them." Suarez scoffed, "You're both going to die." "Wrong answer," Shawn replied and shot his leg with a silencer. Suarez cried out in pain but Shawn covered his mouth.

Victoria opened her eyes and saw herself somewhere tied up on a chair, everywhere was very dark and quiet. She started shaking herself in order to lose the rope but it was way too strong and tight. She heard the door open before footsteps started approaching her. "I can see that you are finally awake," a female voice said as a woman wearing a hat stood in front of her. "Who are you and what do you want from me?" Victoria asked with fear, she couldn't see the face of the woman.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

She was drawn to it and at the same time, she was fighting it. She began shaking in my arms as tears began leaking from her eyes, running down her pale face. I placed my lips gently on her cheek, kissing her tears away. "What is wrong, Malyshl?" I asked. "I don't want it, it's disgusting," she replied, still not taking her eyes away from the blood that was on the floor. "Stop being so stubborn, Annika" To be honest, I was in awe of her strength. Other newborn vampires would have succumbed by now but she was adamant and stubborn about not having it.

"He wants the crowd to watch the Vance lineage tear itself apart in the cage before I even reach the championship match." "Victor is a biological nightmare," Agnes said, her voice dropping into a sharp, analytical tone as she analyzed her cousin's kinetic signature on the screen. "The dark silver serum in his blood acts as an active neutralizer. If he touches the Apex Core, his bio-tech will attempt to leech the moonstone resonance and drain your neural network." Rhys reached out, his broad, warm hand gently taking her chin, forcing her to look up into his fierce, unwavering gaze. The gold in his eyes flared with absolute, terrifying confidence.

She walks over to the curtains, and she draws them up, which barely does anything to the room because there’s no sun in this kingdom. After opening up all the curtains, she stands in front of me with a grin on her face. “I am Victoria Smirnov, and since Lissa will not be available. May she rest well in the afterlife. I will be your new handmaid.” “Oh,” I say, and while she was speaking, I had the duvet wrapped around my body like I’m nude underneath the covers. My panties are down. “Nice to meet you,” I say to her. She’s older than Lissa, she’s tall, and slim like most vampires, raven dark hair, diamond-shaped face and a motherly smile.

“Careful, old man. That’s my woman you’re speaking to.” Victor laughed—a weak, bitter sound that turned into a cough. “Your woman? She’s a Voss. Blood before everything. I built this empire with blood and sacrifice. And you…” He looked at Sera with pure contempt. “You’re throwing it away for his cock.” The words cut deep. Sera stood, trembling. “You never believed in me until you had no choice. Lucien sees me. He challenges me. He makes me stronger.” Victor’s monitors started beeping faster. “Then you’re no daughter of mine.”