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he commanded sharply. I barely had time to register the command when the doors burst open, glass exploding inward as shadows rushed into the penthouse. Vampires. My heart jolted in my chest. Kai moved with blinding speed, sending a gust of air powerful enough to knock the first vampire sprawling across the floor. “Kieran!” Kai shouted, his voice echoing harshly. “Vampires!” I stumbled back against the counter, heart racing as two more vampires lunged into the room. Their eyes gleamed crimson, fangs extended as they circled us, predatory smiles curving their lips.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

“I’m sorry.” The big double doors to the hall opened, and about forty vampires strolled into the room, their backs straight, heads held high, followed by roughly one hundred shackled humans with guards on either side of them. It was an old tradition to offer vampire conquerors the most valued commodity: humans to replace the ones they had lost.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

Having made sure that everything was ready, he nodded to the Lord. “To Mirland,” the king commanded. The air sparkled and a whirlpool appeared in front of them, blurring the colors and turning into emptiness. Vampires began to enter the portal: first two warriors, then Alter, Vragenn, Kyrian and Ilyana, and only then four vampires who opened the portal. The unpleasant sensations of teleportation came suddenly, and also abruptly receded. They stood in a large area, and many eyes stared at the arriving company.

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

His dreams were untouched by the impending chaos about to unfold. The night hung heavy with an ominous stillness as the vampires silently infiltrated the Blue Moon Pack's territory. Simon Howell's meticulous plan was set into motion, and the supernatural world trembled at the impending chaos. The vampires, cloaked in shadows, moved with an eerie precision, converging on the heart of the pack—the Alpha's den. As they approached the sleeping quarters, Lucas, leading the assault, signaled for utmost silence. The vampires glided through the moonlit corridors, their predatory instincts heightened by the thrill of the impending capture.