Van Helsing Gabriel Novels & Stories

After all, that maid helped Lucasta free Samson and herself. Along the way, Harvey encountered many groups of police and vampire hunters patrolling, so it took him a long time to approach the villa. - Fortunately, William did not put any crosses here. That's right, if he did evil things, how could he dare look at the cross? – Harvey whispered while climbing the wall into the garden behind the villa. He and Samson were also afraid of the cross. However, because it is the enemy of the species, not because they do evil things.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

"That is Beulah. She is our ancestor. She has been the only human to rebel against vampires in history. You are her blood; that's why you were chosen." Everything was not making sense yet to me. "So, what are you suggesting?" "Lord Ralph is the ruler of the vampires and the most brutal vampire in history. Here, take this book." He slid a book towards me. "Beulah researched enough about vampires. She wrote down everything she found out. Their weaknesses, their strengths, everything you need to know about them." "Are you saying I will have to go to this Lord Ralph's castle in the capital and start fighting him or what?"

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

Wow, I feel just like a puppy, and I’m trying hard not to wag my tail, that would be embarrassing. Then, of course, a loud growl comes from Hayden’s wolf. He’s possessive, I give him that, and I love it, I adore every second of it. His aggressive stance scares off a bunch of vampires, they cower in fear. Well… my mate is an alpha king, after all. Gabriel chuckles. “My mission here is completed. I’ll leave you two kids to continue with your… activities.” He utters and vanishes from our sight, along with all the other vampires.

Gabriel did not take it—he straight-faced Everest, who was slightly shorter than him in height. "I don't think twice to crush your skull if you don't move." Gabriel threatened with a growl. His eyes were sharp and overpowering. Some of the Levantine wolves looked doubtful and daunted by Gabriel's attitude. Gabriel is famous for his extraordinary strength. He is one of the most robust wolves of the famous Xander clan.

Her hair has gone white, and her skin looks pale, gaunt, and desiccated, like a long-buried corpse, but I know that this is how vampires look when they’ve been staked. For some reason, I am still holding my gun in front of me… and that’s when Gabriel looks up and sees me standing there. His eyes flicker to the gun in my hand, then down to the little blot in Myrcella’s chest. He frowns, then seems to put two and two together before he gets up and stalks towards me.

L-001 roared violently. The giant creature lunged forward But Gabriel moved first. Fast. Too fast. Ava barely saw him move before a hidden blade appeared in his hand and slashed across L-001’s damaged arm. Black blood exploded across the room. The creature staggered backward in shock. Everyone froze. Not because Gabriel injured him. Because nobody should’ve been fast enough to touch him. Gabriel calmly wiped blood from the blade. And Ava saw it. The faint black veins beneath his skin. Like Lazarus.

“To warn you. You think Vasquez was the monster. He was just the face. The people who burned your father’s unit down, they’re still out there. And they’re not fond of daughters with curious hands.” Her throat tightened, but she held his gaze. “Then they should’ve done a better job the first time.” He looked at her for a long moment, then smiled sadly. “You sound just like him.” And before she could respond, a voice broke through the night. “Wow, is this an intervention or a creepy ex thing?” Gabriel. He stepped out of the shadows like he’d been there the whole time, hands shoved in his pockets, jacket half-zipped, that infuriating smirk plastered across his face.