Van Helsing Gabriel Novels & Stories

“He feels like we exist.” Gabriel, who had been leaning against a table stacked with weapons and files, looked up with a slow, predatory grin. “Oh?” he drawled, his tone a strange mix of amusement and satisfaction. “So he finally feels the ghosts breathing down his neck.” Elijah dropped his bag on the table and crossed his arms. “Being a trusted aide for the Hale family has its perks. I get firsthand information before anyone else even smells the storm.” Gabriel’s grin widened as he stood, the light catching the scar that ran along his jaw a reminder of the kind of childhood both men had endured. “That’s great,” he said smoothly. “Then it’s high time he knows that he has two children somewhe

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.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

“I, Blake Wulfric, elect Lucas Hemming as my beta, to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside me.” Luke followed my lead. “I, Lucas Hemming, accept Blake Wulfric’s election to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside him as his beta.” We touched our newly sliced palms to each other, and I could feel a physical bond being formed between us. Once the feeling passed, we separated, and the crowd cheered even more loudly than previously. I looked down to see that my palms were already healing due to the enhanced werewolf healing abilities. We went to join hands with our families, with the priest in the middle who led everyone in a chant. I could hear the crowd below c

I’ve seen her before, younger, as a child in one of my visions. I sniff the air, thinking that this can’t be real. No, it’s her. Now that I am closer, her smell is intoxicating, roses and honey. She’s tall, her long legs slowly begin to inch forward, and she cautiously starts to raise her hand as if to reach out and touch me. What IS she? She doesn’t have a wolf, I know that for sure. Theo would be able to tell. There is something about her, she is a supernatural being, but not like me. All I know in this moment, she’s mine. “Gabriel, what in the hell are you doing?”, Alpha Bob’s mind link interrupts. “Get your ass back here!”

On the way to the car, Henzie accidentally passed a man who was quite old. He looks like someone, Henzie thought. He continued to stare at the old man's back, until he disappeared from entering the building. Arriving in front of Arabella's car, they immediately got in and drove off to go home. *** An old man suddenly stopped in his tracks. He glanced back. "Your Majesty, what's wrong?" asked someone behind him who looked like a bodyguard. "That girl... I feel the aura of a vampire and a human within her," he muttered a little.

"I'll feel better when we're out of here," Tyler said. We were locking up the villa when I felt a familiar tingling on the back of my neck. "Shit," Tyler said. She had felt it, too. My first thought was Athena, but it was a masculine voice that spoke. "Leaving so soon?" It was the heavily accented voice of Marcelle. We spun around to see not only Marcelle and his second in command Paolo, but five other Vampires as well.

She could practice fighting with her brother when he was free. She thought of going back. From afar she could sense three unknown vampires among her family. She increased her pace to reach the castle in time for dinner. When she opened the door to the dining room, she was very surprised to see three vampires staring at her. There was a woman who was of her mother's age and a girl who seemed older than her and beautiful and lastly a boy who seemed Kyson's age. He had blonde hair and sharp features and good-looking for his age. He seemed dangerous but Ingrid could not help but felt drawn towards him.

He smiled at Elijah. “Well, we met Zachary Taylor. He told us about his undying love for our mother and he directed us to another vampire named, Amelia Rodney,” Elijah made known, rolling his eyes when he spoke of Zachary's undying love for his mother. “He said we would find her in Golden-ville.”

~Harper’s POV~ Gabriel held me all night. It felt good to be wrapped up in his arms again. He gave me passionate kisses and kept apologizing for what happened with the witch. I don’t understand her. I thought she was supposed to be good. Gabriel said she was about to die, and she wanted Hades's help to become immortal. Hmmm. I pull my arms above my head and stretch out of Gabriel’s grasp. He groaned and pulled me closer into him. I giggled…