Seres Victoria Hellsing 소설 & 이야기

She was born with it. “But,” I continue, “I think there’s someone else. A second thread tangled into the prophecy. One we didn’t see coming.” Soren frowns. “A second vessel?” he asks. “Maybe not a vessel. More like a mirror.” He waits for me to explain. “Erik and Scarlett told me about an old friend of his, Victoria. She showed up at Häxa yesterday morning. Erik said she lit up a rune stone like it was a spark waiting to catch. She’s never had any magical power before. Not even a flicker. And now she’s soaked in it.”

A war-hound’s corpse lunged at its pack leader, tearing through crimson hide with unnatural strength. Victoria fought like storm incarnate—blade blurring, fangs bared when a fiend got too close. She twisted the stallion, keeping Raven shielded while Raven worked. Every time a demonkin fell, Raven claimed it. Every time a Valrosian fell, she mourned them silently—and raised them anyway. The rift pulsed harder. Something larger began to emerge—claws the length of swords, eyes like burning coals, a roar that shook the earth. Raven’s breath hitched. She felt Victoria tense.

Madeline spoke loudly as Alexander and Ashton coughed black blood before lifting their bodies to look at the thing or figure that Madeline was calling a God. "It can’t be possible. This… the story of the legendary Lion. The person that a lion chooses himself to own him. How can this be? That's not Maahes. That's Victoria. The Victoria, who has returned like Maahes." Christopher mumbled, still in shock. Stumbling back, he fell to the ground, not even able to stand in front of such a powerful entity. Roaring angrily, Victoria looked at Madeline before she walked close to where everyone was, her body walking with a speed of light as she roared again,

Victoria thought for a moment before saying, "Well, I've narrowed it down to either a death demon or a berserker." His body tensed, but he forced himself to breathe and remain calm. "Why those two?" "Well they are both pretty big...ah...physically." She was blushing again, her skin flushed right down to the tops of her breasts. His hands twitched. Would her skin be hot under his touch? His eyes focused on the pulse of her neck, beating an erratic tempo. He ran a tongue over a fang, imagining her taste. His fists clenched, claws nearly drawing blood. Never in all his centuries had Sebastian so much as considered marking a female. Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs

How could someone evoke feelings that were so similar to someone else? I searched her eyes, hoping to unearth the truth hidden within them. “Excuse me, sir,” Victoria interjected as she stepped into the room, breaking the tension. “What is it?” I asked, releasing my grip on Sera's wrist, which I had earlier loosened prior to her plea. “You wanted me to notify you as soon as we received information on the Malcon director,” Victoria replied. I stole a glance at Sera, whose attention was now fixed on me. She was holding her wrist, a faint mark from my earlier grip visible against her skin.

“I caught Victoria’s old handmaiden. Victoria was a fraud from the very beginning.” His eyes went wide, his throat dry. “Mother, what are you saying?” “The handmaiden knows everything. Victoria’s gift is enchantment magic. She had you under her spell from the day you met her. Your guards too. She’s just a girl from a no-name pack, who wanted to take over the Black Moon Pack for herself.” Serena’s eyes blazed with rage and grief. “And you, for this liar, killed the man who saved your life. Killed your wife. Killed your unborn pups.”

Victoria's phone rang. She answered. "What?" she demanded. Listened. Her expression changed. From calm to furious. "When?" Victoria asked. "How many?" More listening. "Deal with it," Victoria ordered. "Kill them all." She hung up. Looked at her guards. "We have a problem," Victoria said. "The Iron Serpents are attacking. Full assault. North and south perimeters. At least thirty men." Bull. He'd come. Brought reinforcements. Was hitting the compound.

A shadow loomed above her and greeted with the giant's nasty ass face. "My hands itched to kill you but I'm ordered not-" He didn't completed his words as Kebin threw him away, out into the clearing. Kebin nodded to her and back to the battle. "Viktor!" Serra called and Viktor found her. Viktor was a huge serpent, sleeky poking a four armed Badblood. His long body was full of cuts and bruises. Serra's chest was still in pain and speaking is agony. She pointed on Sisi and gladly, Viktor immediately understand.

Not the time. “At breakfast, they told me everything. They said you’ve been stealing from them. That they’re going to kill you. And not just you— me and Mia too.” Victor smiled. That cold, annoying smile. “I don’t see why they want you dead, Sera,” he said. I exploded again. “They know you have a Luna, Victor!. Thank the Moon Goddess they don’t know Sera is the Luna they want to kill along side you,". “I rejected her,” he said calmly. “So she has no problem.”

The fierceness was gone in a second. "Over there," Victoria said, pointing to where she left him. Felix followed her finger and found the person whom this human girl desperately wanted to save. He found out she was a human because of her aura. She was different from others, emitting a certain type of feeling that Felix himself didn't know what it was. "Oh my God!" He exclaimed. Felix's poor heart almost leaped out when he saw that the person who was dying was The Blue Marquis, the third demon lord.