Virgin Sacrifice - Van Helsing Fanfiction
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  • Reads 20,066
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 2h 46m
Ongoing, First published Mar 14, 2020
Mature
"He was a shadow-man: his entire being seemed to be only of haze as if he was crafted from the first fog. The light caught on the ridge of a strong jaw, highlighted a sliver of a pale, high-placed cheekbone that hung in the darkness like a half-moon, and deepened the contrast of blackness in the room.  Marseille was not sure if she had gasped, or if she had even dared to breathe, in the seconds that the vampire appeared, yet she was agonisingly aware of the shrill, shuddering heartbeats that pounded in her chest . . . " 

There was no other life for Marseille De Luca other than the comfortable tedium that came from her studies and her books - but that was before he arrived. A tall, forbidden man by the name of Gabriel van Helsing, a man outlawed by many and feared by all.  The famed monster-hunter returns to the Vatican City,  charged to defeat a new terror that lurks unbidden in the rocky peaks of Transylvania. He can only do this with the help of Carl, a shrewd friar with a knack for invention, and Marseille herself with the knowledge she possesses. 

Marseille is caught in a deadly dance of survival: her clandestine knowledge of the creatures she hunts, as well as her allegiance to Gabriel himself, will have the vampires thirsting for her blood. The closer she's drawn into their circles, the more Vladislaus Dracula wishes to possess her, tempting her to accept his darkness and a life of shadows.
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