Van Helsing Cast Novels & Stories

What was with vampires and being devastatingly handsome? He was taller, almost the same height as Xander and almost as equally built. He had dark brown hair that had been sleeked behind with gel and he had these hooded, amazing brown eyes. He was dressed impeccably. There was just something about him. He oozed confidence and something else, something I couldn't quite place a finger on. Something mysterious. Something dangerous. And yet there was just something appealing about him. If I wasn't irrevocably in love with Xander already, this was the kind of vampire that I would be melting into a puddle over.

Finally all the wolves was slain and Michaelson stood heaving for breath, "Hellsing, you've caused enough trouble," said a man in a long red coat, stepping into the light. He was stunningly handsome, with long, wavy silver hair and bright red eyes. His nose was sharp like a hawk's, and his lips were full and red. His skin was very pale, almost ghostly, and a single fang was visible in his mouth. He was incredibly tall, even taller than Lorenzo. Right away, even Cassie could tell he wasn't human. Michaelson's eyes went wide with shock when he saw him. "Dracula Vladimir Tepesh!" he gasped.

– Henry held the cross in front of him while speaking on the phone. - It can't be such a coincidence. That vampire is watching us. The detective just sent me a photo. The two people in the photo are Lucasta and Samson standing on the banks of the Rose River. Henry's face suddenly changed color, but then he quickly regained composure and reassured his boss that even if Samson discovered something, it didn't matter because the vampire was not a police officer. The fact that Michael cooperates with a vampire is something that no one would have thought of.

Nico just scoffed, "Believe me, Xander, I'm pretty sure you can lie out of this one, plus Layla may be a Bronwyn but she's not a genius." My brows furrowed as he said that. She must be the Lord's daughter. I didn't even know he had a daughter. "I heard my name!" An unfamiliar voice sang out. All three of us turned our heads to the left to see who said it. A blonde vampire strut towards us, smiling as we all looked at her. Xander quickly sat up straighter as she approached. I leaned back against Nico out of nervousness, but couldn't help but look over her features.

Festivals, feasts, music, and other events abound, making it feel almost like a coronation day. Alice is our family's adopted daughter. Our history has it that she volunteered to be a vampire because she longed for power and strength. All I knew about her was that. While Drake was her brother when they were mortal, and my parents adopted him as well. I have a lot of questions for them, but they don't respond when I ask them. Even though I'm close to Drake, he doesn't know anything about their past, while Alice has always been upset with me for reasons I can’t seem to comprehend.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

With the moonlight, he looked like the stuff dreams were made of—my prince of the night. We kissed again, this time long and deep, before he let me go. He placed his helmet on and walked onto the battlefield with Andrew at his side. Andrew shifted beside him. They marched out as one so that all could see the werewolves and vampires could work together. The other werewolves shifted, and the vampires crouched, calling forth a blood rage. The battle began—werewolves and vampires dashing for the Ironfang pack. The Alpha shifted, his scar face visible even in wolf form. He charged Andrew and Sebastian. Sebastian sprinted for him, blade drawn, wanting revenge for my mother’s death. Two large black

It depended on where the conversation was headed because we were also getting further away from the general population, snapping her neck would have taken me a couple of seconds and the last thing she would hear was her scream. "Any news on who's responsible?" I asked hoping to gain more insight. "They are yet to find a lead, but experts are saying it's just not a single individual. There are many of them" Her words corroded my insides like cancer. It was not every day I was afraid of my kind but if there were other vampires in Salem then they were probably after me. And that meant I had done a shady job of keeping a low profile with my random hits on blood banks.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

he asserted. “We are aware, your Highnesses,” the blonde stated. “Introduce us, kind sir,” the Victorian-dressed female hissed. “Jade, that is Elizabeth Montgomery, Cedric Jackson, and Stefan Romonav, I'm certain that you know who the vampires and the single werewolf are,” Conri growled sternly and I nodded. “It's an honor to meet the three of you,” I said kindly. “Stefan, please test the young female so we can report back to the Moon Goddess,” Elizabeth ordered and Stefan gave her a glaring warning.