Romans & histoires Seres Victoria Hellsing

"Kill the second-in-command slowly, make sure she watches him suffer. Capture the queen alive. I cannot stress this enough. And above all else, secure the heir she carries." Lady Seraphina, the third vampire and a lithe female predator with blood-red eyes that had witnessed the fall of empires, leaned forward with genuine curiosity etched across her porcelain features. "Are you absolutely certain that she carries the royal child? The bloodline magic has been dormant for so long that detecting it could be difficult even for our most skilled seers." Victoria's smile transformed into something truly feral. "The mystical signs are unmistakable to those who know how to read them properly. Her mag

Because it's off-shoulders, my clevarges are in sight Victoria is exceptionally strong for a woman which really explains her gene as a werewolf. At this point, I’m only hanging onto the dress because it’s the only thing holding me upright, and the dress I had on was slowly coming down but Victoria is not ready to let go, “I said let go!” I yelled again. I’m about to simply give up and fall to the ground, when a pair of powerful hands catch my waist, guiding my feet back to the ground. That can only be one person... Damian Moon.

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

Victor's eyes were soft as he stared at her. "You fought them," he murmured, his voice thick with a dark, twisted pride as his eyes drifted to the man she had crippled with the vase. "You ruined one of them before I even got here." "I told you," she whispered, her voice cracking as the adrenaline finally began to fade, leaving her body shaking with cold exhaustion. "I'm not... a Moretti prize. I am Serena." Victor gazed at her, really gazed at her, seeing the fire still burning behind her tears. The sheer biological and psychological pull he felt toward her in that moment was overwhelming.

Melissa asked as her hands collapsed to her side and her eyes went cold. Victoria nodded in a frenzy, and she widened her eyes till she no longer could. "Yes, I know it makes me happy. And I hope it brings me peace. You have no idea how glad I am to do this, okay?" After kicking the side of Melissa's belly, Victoria said, "Come on guys, let's leave here. I already drew the battle line. Those losers will come for war once they smell the blood of their beloved Luna on the earth." Werewolves were well classified in perception and Victoria knew that sooner or later, they would find out that Melisa was dead.

Alpha Seymour howls, getting her wrists and pressing his hands over it while I remain to carry Victoria’s body in my arms. I looked at him, annoyed at the fact that he was touching her but I was more annoyed at the fact that Victoria Stephens just spilled her blood. Her smudge face makes me cock a brow. “ You know my blood’s worth, right?” she said, obviously taunting not me, but Alpha Seymour. He howls, in response as he continues to press in her wrist. This time, I think he intentionally presses it harder making her wince. “ If I die, the Erebus blood will cease to exist,” she cruelly said.

The sun was radiating off the metal, sending rainbows into the sky. Standing in the middle, head-to-toe in gold, was Victoria. Her rowdy red curls were plaited back off her face and tucked under a helm. The shoulders of her armor were equipped with extra daggered, drenched in sunlight to make their blades more lethal to the vampires.

she made to stab me white her oak sword but dianna grab hold of her hand and kick her away . David speedily charged to her but she dodged his advance and thrust her sword into his stomach "David " we all shrieked " arhhhhhhh " David gasped , she pull out her sword and made to stab his heart but an invincible force hit her away. we ran up to him "c'mon Dave breath .. breath " I said as he struggles to breath . "he's not gonna die at least not today " the serial killer lady said and Dianna growled furiously and made to attack but Victor voice stop her . Victor didn't even bother to fight he just watch like it want his business . Colin is helping Mercedes out to break the boundary spell

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]