Van Helsing Cast Novels & Stories

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

At least, that's what the rumours he'd let spread claimed. The doorway held strong, the smoke almost solidifying, my magic strong enough to make the connection. I called the soul I desired. A moment passed and worry flickered. He was either dead dead... Or an asshole. Silvena finished. The smoke moved, drawing our attention. Gabriel tensed in the shadowed corner behind me. Abraham Van Helsing stepped from the smoke doorway, his eyes gleaming like black onyx in the dim light as witch lights ebbed to life sensing the darkness.

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.”

“It wasn’t wolves this time. It was… something else. Something darker. I don't know. I don't know what I saw Alpha, but there's something that is… different.” My blood ran cold. I stood, jaw clenched. “Get him inside. Now. Make sure that everyone is guided. We don't want our petition of what happened before.” Ethan nodded and called for help, but I was already turning toward the house, moving fast. Sienna and Lysandra looked up as I approached. “They’re coming,” I said. “And this time, it’s not wolves.” Lysandra’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean? What are you talking about, Damon? You can't really be serious about her.”

she gasp. "Well he is. Greg Wilson is a werewolf" we both chuckle. "Familiar face roam here Alex,cuties not excluded"I giggle. "Focus kara!" She scream through the telecom. "So ya in right?" She inquires. "Obviously.." I huff. "Where are you?" I eye scan the hall. "Stare through the right window" she orders. "Oh geez Alex!" I gasp. "You little devil,you planned such and excluded me" I pout.

Leona sighed in resignation. In the next split second she stretched out her fingers in front of Ash who had just set his feet on Leona's right side. "Look! Can my fingernails give him such deep claws? The only female vampire with terrible fingernails is Irina Skarsgard." explained Leona at length.