Van Helsing Novels & Stories

I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “They are incredibly stealthy and because they constantly feed off both humans and animals, they have all sorts of different scents that throw even the oldest vampires off. They hide in the shadows, and they only come out when they know they won’t be detected. But if they do have to come out, they blend in with humans fairly well,” Joseph explained.

I stood up in shock when I saw it because of its appearance. “Third, the Salvi. Salvi can cast spells. They are like witches but they have a different language that only Salvi can understand, even witches can't understand their words. You can only tell if a vampire is a Salvi if their eyes are red-orange. They are the third strongest of the entire vampire clan. And they can hold the cross unlike us who are burned,"

Cameron grinned holding out his offerings. “You eat it. You need the sugar. What was that about?” Rhett asked. “I don’t know,” Jules shook his head slowly. “But that Van Helsing isn’t human. Have you ever heard of a non-human Van Helsing before? It seems… wrong. A bit f-ked up. A supernatural working with humans determined to end supernaturals.” “Really f-ked up,” Casey corrected. “How’d you know?” Rhett leaned against Cameron’s side, seeking the comfort of contact with his mate.

Instantly, the light bound Henzie and absorbed all of the girl's strength, finally making her weak and helpless. "I'm sorry Kevin. I can't do anything," Henzie whispered softly as tears fell. Slowly, his eyes closed tightly. . . . . . Henzie woke up in front of her door. Yes, the real house. She has returned. Come back and leave someone. A cruel and scary person. A mythological creature called a vampire! *** Squeaks! I opened the door, about to leave the Van family residence. Yes, now I'm at the Van residence and intend to go home.

This sage was Nostradamus, he the great seer and prophet, went in search of another help, he found with Faust and this one in turn, went in search of the help of another an alchemist Nicolas Flamel. Both joined their minds on a solution. They looked for a great hunter who could catch a specimen of each being, that man was Van Helsing, they for 30 days and 30 nights, hunted with orders to take them alive, in the midst of a large entourage, a group by his side , they ambushed the two beasts of each race...

Rideten, Present Time Walking through the Van Helsings with Heath and Cameron whilst keeping an eye on Rhett and Morgana as they entered the house behind Phillip and Stella had Talen’s nerves on edge. What the fuck were the fool werewolves playing at inviting his mates to a meeting directly across the road from a Van Helsing headquarters? That people often overlooked that which was directly under their noses was a sound theory, but this was taking it too far.

I didn’t even bother thanking her or saying goodbye, relieved that I’d never have to smell the disgusting mix of old lady perfume and cigarettes, or hear her raspy smoker’s voice, again. A few days later, on a warm Thursday in mid-August, Hugo drove me to his pack. We stopped at the entrance and exited the car, then we were brought to a small room. The werewolves who escorted us there wrinkled their noses at the sight of me, and I realized it must be my rogue smell. I let out a deep sigh. When we were waiting alone, I asked Hugo, “Is the smell really that bad?” He rubbed the back of his neck and said, “No, they’re exaggerating. It’s just a little unpleasant.”

This was a lot to take in at once so she said she would talk to me after closing time. I met her at the parking lot waiting for her dad to come pick her up, welcomed me with a small smile and continued her story in low tones. Apparently the hunters are humans with super cool weapons and tech designed to kill any supernatural , they were created to protect the lives of the peaceful supernaturals living in this town but their minds got corrupted by a demon called “Verktout” He has other minions as well which are some rogue vampires and demons, with them he plans to take over the whole city and feed on any humans left behind. He has taken over the vampire territory and the werewolves territory

Michael added with genuine enthusiasm, as if it were the best idea of the night. “I think I’ll pass. Horror isn’t really my thing,” I said, trying to sound casual, as if admitting it didn’t give me away. “Don’t worry, Camimi. I’ll check under your bed,” Kevin replied, winking at me. «Gooood grief, Kevin and his winks.» “Very funny…” I said, laughing. “No, seriously. I’m an expert. Van Helsing is my middle name. Kevin Van Helsing Cooper, at your service,” he said, bowing dramatically.

“Here. Eat.” I accepted the fruit and looked at him as he get another one. When he bit it, I bit on it too, imitating what he’s doing. We ate silently and I didn’t hear any noise except the creaking sound of the night and the crunchy fruits while we were munching. “What’s your name?” Do real vampires have names? He stopped on his track to look at me before averting it away like he’s getting burned by my gaze. “Prin-,” he shook his head. “Dash Slaughtrus Vandelion.”