Vampire Brides Van Helsing Novels & Stories

sign on a restaurant window caught her eye, this discrimination against supernaturals couldn’t happen. A police car pulled up out front of a house on the street before them, lights flashing, and Talen slowed the car as an ambulance was heard in the background. A black 4WD arrived next, spilling out Van Helsing soldiers in their black uniforms. Aislen twisted in her seat to watch through the rear-window as Talen drove past and caught a glimpse of Heath through the windscreen of the car directly behind them, with Stella in the front passenger seat, as she did so. The Van Helsing soldiers entered the house. A child watched out the upstairs window, and even at a brief glance, Aislen could see th

Sally has taken down several vampires and witches. “You’re being holding out on us,” I tell her; she gives me a sassy wink and blasts another witch into a wall. I round a corner finding a wall of vampires. I summon several of my pack to help us take them out. Mazelina doesn’t have much time. Three Lions and four hyenas come roaring and cackling—the vampires blanch at the sight of pure white hyenas. “Abominations!” one hisses. “Goddess creation.” I grin as they attack the vampires; as they’re distracted, Sally and I race around them to the stairs down to the bottom floor.

She seemed to be struggling to comprehend what I had told her. "This is not good, this is very bad, very bad," Aunt Aurora said, her voice low and trembling. "Your mother will never accept a vampire as your mate, and vampires are known for being possessive and obsessive, witches do not get along with them. This will only lead to conflict, possibly even war!". "But I'm not even sure he's my mate," I said, shaking my head. "I don't feel any kind of bond between us." “It doesn’t matter now Amelia! As long as he already called you his mate! You already belong to him!”.

She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one? "Hunt." He got out at last, pushing himself off of the wall. She watched his back as he left the cabin, leaving her in silence. Willow dropped back onto the couch as her mind tried to process all that had happened. The meeting with the Goddess herself. Goddesses. Then the odd encounter with Dante. Her fingers traced her lips. Did he kiss her to taste the blood? She felt her face flush. Her first kiss by a Vampire?

I wanted to see that place. It was just two hours into day break, everyone had gone to sleep. I hurried into the kitchen and drank a whole bottle of a special liquid Edmund and Hillary introduced to us. It was called vamscren and it allowed vampires to walk in the sun for a while without being affected by it. Somehow, vamscren made me feel a bit better about becoming a vampire as I didn’t have to always be limited by the sun. The vamscren was made from dragon tears and Edmund and Hillary, along with Dana, arranged with the manufacturers to always supply it to the castle, so we never ran out. After drinking, I got my cloak and flew out of the castle, to see my former town.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

Annoyed, the Lord pushed her away. "Kill her and throw her corpse back in Academia," the Lord ordered. "We will make them see that I am the strongest and no one will defeat me," he added and laughed evilly. Hecatos smiled and bowed his head. "Yes, sire," Hecatos replied. The seer closed her eyes while the sword was being slowly plunged into her heart. "Till we meet again, Queen," she whispered in the air before dying. Cassandra enjoyed talking to Helena. Helena is a vampire, and she decided to settle down on the island far from the people's reach. Helena told them to call her Nana. Sebastian and Cassandra told her about their case, being mates despite belonging to a different race.

she smirked, selecting the first of a two-part ending of a series about werewolves and vampires. “Are we watching a sappy chick-flick?” Adrian grumbled, entering the room with Mateo right behind him. “I brought popcorn and some other snacks for you, My Queen,” Mateo said, placing the bowl of popcorn onto Vanessa’s lap and making himself comfortable on her opposite side. “Well, that won’t be happening,” Adrian scoffed as the actor portraying a werewolf on screen got bent out of shape after receiving a wedding invitation. “Sadly true. The only one who would have been pinning after me would have been Lucien,” Vanessa sighed.

The team huddled closer, their fear palpable, but I couldn’t let them scatter. “Hold your ground. Watch the shadows.” A blur erupted from the darkness, a male vampire with crimson eyes charging straight for Hansel. My instincts kicked in. I lunged, tackling the vampire mid-stride, my shoulder screaming as we hit the ground. His claws raked my arm, drawing blood, but I pinned him down, my weight crushing his chest. He snarled, fangs gleaming, his strength unnatural as he thrashed beneath me.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.