Van Helsing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The closer I got to cumming, the more I felt my fangs piercing against my lower lips. “I'm cumming.” Hyacinth screamed, grabbing the sheets of the bed. “Me… too.” I grunted, digging my fangs into her neck and I gave three last hard thrusts. The headboard cracked against the wall, making the bed fall apart instantly. The other three legs were good enough to keep us on the bed. She screamed louder, vibrating all over the broken bed as I withdrew my fangs from her neck. I rolled over her breathlessly while she rolled round the bed, holding her neck and her stomach at the same time.

*** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling. Helsing betrayed his apprentice and thought he had disposed of him. However, the tales surrounding this event were shrouded in insufficient recounting and relied solely on rumors. Higgins, renowned for his extraordinary ability to communicate with the dead, was known as the Necromancer Hunter. His expertise lay in influencing the living through the use of the deceased as conduits. His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged t

In the shadows, the whispered promise of power awaited, its allure beckoning him to take the plunge into the unknown. With resolve burning in his eyes, the Alpha King summoned his remaining strength. The path ahead was fraught with danger and uncertainty, but he was determined to harness the vampire princess's blood and rewrite their destiny. The wheels of fate were set in motion, and the stage was prepared for a clash of powers, love, and betrayal. The Alpha King' men would embark on a journey that would test his allegiance, challenge his convictions, and push the boundaries of what was possible. The destiny of the werewolf pack and the vampire princess intertwined, their fates entangled in

Still I doubted my ears and eyes even though I heard Jamie and saw the article with the name Vanhelsing. “Justin is a Vanhelsing?!” I shrieked in disbelief. Jamie nodded.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

Margaret’s POV I came to the hospital alone for my prenatal checkup when I saw a familiar figure. Adrian and Elara were standing side by side, looking down at the ultrasound images in their hands. Elara was holding onto my husband’s arm, tilting her head toward him with a bright, contented smile. I saw it clearly. She had red pupils. She was a pregnant vampire. “Look,” she said softly. “Our baby is really cute.” “This has to be the cutest vampire baby in the world, right?”

Just as now, when she was dying, her heart already gone cold, only then did I find that I loved her. At last I traced her to a tiny guesthouse. The owner stood in the doorway and frowned the instant she saw me. She'd probably never seen a vampire in a cloak under a blazing sun. I pushed back my hood. The sunlight stung my brow at once. I paid the pain no mind. “Has a woman named Elena been staying here?” The owner went still. “Yes.” I nearly heard my long-silent heart slam once against my ribs. She led me upstairs to a narrow little room.

Adriana fell on the ground, lifeless. She just snapped her neck.. How can she... Wait... What is she... " what are...... " I couldn't complete the sentence as she cut me.. " a hybrid.. Yes.. A vampire and a wolf too. " she said to me. Anger still visible in her eyes, which was soon replaced by sadness.. I hurt her. I hurt my Vanessa... "Vanessa.. I... I am sorry love...I.. I didn't mean to.. I didn't mean anything like this to happen.. " a tear roll down my eye.

She hoped that her mind was playing sick games because she couldn't handle the pressure of knowing that she was falling in love with a vampire. Golden-ville. Aiden met a woman with short curly blonde hair that stopped right above her neck feeding on a girl, he clenched her fist before his brothers joined him. The blonde lady pulled away from the girl, her lips were covered in blood, and her fangs were visible, she looked at them and chuckled.