Van Helsing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

They were surrounded by almost fifty vampires, but she didn’t care. “Come on!” She beckoned to Bella, and they charged at the vampires. The vampires closed in like a wave of darkness, and the two friends charged at them. Hazel flexed her fingers, her sharpened nails glinting under the pale moonlight. She grinned as adrenaline flooded her veins. The first vampire lunged at Hazel with their fangs bared, but she moved faster than she thought possible. With a single leap, she was on him, grabbing his head and twisting it with a sickening crack. The vampire crumpled to the ground, and Hazel didn’t even blink. Bella ducked under a female vampire’s swipe, slashing her claws across their chest. The

She was human. Not a vampire's child. And yet she laughed, easy and warm, calling a vampire noblewoman her mother. For no reason at all, I thought of Elena's face. The matron soothed the girl, promised her candy after dinner, and only then did the little one go skipping off to find her friends. Among them were a few other human children, mixing with the vampire children as if it were the most natural thing, close, without a trace of rank between them. "My apologies, young Master Adrian."

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

Valerie pulled me in for a hug next and remarked, “I’m so glad things worked out with your mate.” To get through the border, I shifted into my wolf form and ran across, meeting Alex on the other side where he pulled over near a wooded area. After we left Montreal, we couldn’t help ourselves, so we pulled over in another wooded area and climbed into the back seat, our bodies becoming entangled, desperation to be together overtaking us. I may have also given Alex road head as we got closer to our destination.

For someone a bit stronger, there can still be resentment, but for someone who is a hundred thousand times stronger, there will be only fear. Thought that the last strands of doubt in Selina's ash gray eyes also slowly disappeared. She lowered her eyes to Oralie's poorly bandaged wound, smelling the sweet scent that wafted through the air. This sweet scent, which seemed to be able to dispel the fishy smell that the monstrous people brought, gave the vampire standing here a moment of serenity.

vampire I thought I knew he was a hybrid I just knew it. "you can't stay here it's not safe." he whispered his hand was on my arm, sending tingles everywhere, then he was gone. I was not letting him go that easy, I took off after him, easily catching his scent as I weaved through the trees until I came upon a small wooden cabin, with its wide porch, and cold feel, it reminded me of a hunters cabin, not owned by anyone in particular just built to help the hunters keep out of the weather.

Yes, werewolves are the bottom tier of blood source for a vampire. I know I’ve gotten off track. Trust me. This was a better path than the growing anger at seeing my best friend dancing with the girl I bet I’d seduce first. My hands were clenched, nails digging into my palms as I watched them. I only started to relax and smirk when I saw Hana get out of his grip and start poking Aidan off the dance floor. Perfect, he screwed up—time to clean up his mess in my favor. I wasn’t the only one who moved to follow them as Hana was forcing Aidan toward a hallway. Isak grabbed my shoulder before I could head down the hall, too, shaking his head.

She asked him. "I no longer care about that diary; I care about you. I swear on..." The small crash of the bottle Melia threw to the floor stopped him mid-sentence. "I love you; forgive me," he stammered. "Your forgiveness means as little to me as hurting me meant to you. All of you." She looked from Fox to Za. "Are liars." She emphasized. "Your soul," she looked at Helena, "is the purest I've seen so far, along with my mother's." She smiled and laughed. "You haven't hurt me yet. And that gives you points..." Helena didn't say a word; she didn't know what to say about what was happening. She was only leaning against the pillar, hugging herself. "Do you want to know who gave me the diary?" Sh

Havermouth, Present Time Aislen caught at Talen’s elbow. “Hey,” she said her eyes flicking to the vampires around her. “Talen… I am so glad you are back, but this sounds… dangerous.” He paused and cupped her cheek on his palm leaning down until his breath warmed her lips. “We will stalk and kill the Van Helsing soldiers who make themselves vulnerable. Maybe they will step away from their post in order to urinate against a wall… Maybe their shoelace will come untied, and they will bend over to tie it taking their eyes off the road... Maybe they will be the one left manning the post whilst their partner follows a pretty girl into the shadows… Whatever way it unfolds, we will be the nightmares