Todos os capítulos de Vampire Lord's Rare Prisoner : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

"Try to concentrate. You can feel me."    "...That's…. Erm...a weird way to put it."   "If you fail then we will try with Green dragon," says Purple dragon who is leading the ceremony for Erin to connect their souls with hers.   Erin doesn’t know whether it’s going to work or not but there's no harm giving it a try. She recalls the blue dragon stating that if she can connect her soul even with one of them then they can easily transfer their energy to her, the similar power that she had used during her last battle. Erin couldn’t handle that abundant energy since she’s physically weak. Especially after Edward starts drinking her blood, she keeps feeling nauseous over time. However, she still can’t help but love him dearly. For some reason, Erin can feel the warmth of Edwa

"This is so boring…"   "Then why the hell are you here?"   Tina scowls at Megan before striking her back with her piercing words, "Why?! Do I need your permission?"   Megan stays quiet without answering it. She looks away from Tina who is glaring at her and writing a script in her head for the ongoing debate. Preparing herself well, Tina waits for Megan to talk back to her, but that fortunate moment never occurs. Because it gets interrupted by Ario.   "Now, now, ladies! Beauties like you shouldn’t have catfights. Your charms are fading away in the process, don't you agree?" he says, hanging a sly smile on his face.      "Who...the hell are yo

"So, you're claiming that these monsters are the vampires who have gone missing?" "Yes!" Ario’s solid response forces Megan to back off from the investigation. She stands beside Julius quietly as she runs again through the incident from earlier. Ian and other injured vampires are now receiving treatment, so the second floor is occupied. On the other hand, Erin and the others have captured the monsters that have attacked the mansion and caused chaos. While Ario is being thoroughly questioned after his proclamation that his missing clan members are among those beasts, Aidan is trying his best to cure the wounded ones. So far, Ario is at a disadvantage since those monsters are the reason behind this terrible situation. At least that's what Megan thought until her eyes met Oliver'

"My lord, are you sure you need these many vampires to catch a single one?" Raphael asks Rowan in wonder. Beside him stands a man whom he has never seen before. A weak figurine unlike any other vampire and a pale face like an almost dead vampire. His pale yellow hair shines brightly under the sunlight of the breaking dawn. He looks familiar and yet really far from recognising. 'Who is he?' Is the question that's creating a storm in Raphael's heart. He can't conclude why he's feeling this sense of kinship. However, he can sense the urge inside him to speak with that person which gets interrupted by Rowan.   "Although you've got a point, Lord Raphael, you may not know about the allies of that rare  vampire."   "Allies?!" Raphael asks in wonder before continuing, "Is there a house that would oppose you, my lord? Who would dare!"

“Everything is going according to plan, miss.” “It’s too early to let our guard down. You both remember what to do, right?” Oliver and Ario nod their heads in reply to Erin’s question. Watching them synching, a soft smile appears on her face and yet it expresses anxiety and sadness. She tries to hide it away immediately but fails due to Ario’s sharp eyesight. Judging it from a vampire’s view, it’s hard for Ario to understand Erin’s feelings when it’s been some days for him observing her. They aren’t that close to each other to acknowledge their situations without expressing them. Although he’s a social person who can read a person like an open book, it’s somewhat different when it comes to Erin. It’s as if she has hidden behind a curtain that has drawn a line between them. Ario doesn’t know whether he has the right to pull her out of that small boundary or not, he decides to encourage her from the other side for now. Grabbing Erin’s hands which are gripping the bars tightly, Ario