Novel & Cerita Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter

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

I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front. I quickly glanced at the one who hasn’t transformed yet but he doesn’t even budge, he is just watching. I grabbed this chance to throw one of my knives but his reflex in a human form is greater than I thought. He caught the knife and stared at the engraved symbol. “The famous clan of Ambrose,” he muttered but I didn’t pay any attention because we are now being outnumbered by these monsters. Rendall and I stopped attacking for a second and weigh the situation we are in. I was about to cover Rendall when I felt a hard thing bump into the back of my head. I touched it as I am slowly losing my balan

The dark magic stung his hand and sizzled up his arm, burning his veins as it slithered into his body. Lincoln grinned, even as he lifted him off his feet. “Say it again. Call Layla a bitch one more time.” His fingers tightened and the grin fell off Lincoln’s face. “Your Majesty!” Hugo shouted. The vampires that had been waiting appeared behind him in a flash. Something sharp sliced into his side, but he side-stepped and turned before it went deeper. Without missing a beat, he slashed his free hand across the vampire's throat and pulled the silver blade from his side. The second vampire's body fell at his feet.

Lucius signalled to his soldiers and two of them dragged out a person from cage they dragged. Linus' eyes narrowed at the creature, a blood sucker. "You see," Lucius announced smugly, "I have eyes and ears everywhere and I overheard you and your boy saying it's not him but his brother. Now, now, that must be me you were referring to, isn't it?" Linus gritted his teeth in anger, his blazing eyes going to the guns the soldiers held. What kind of instrument did they create that immediately blasted a vampire into shreds?

Imani reminded us. I'm surprised I didn't catch on sooner - Hezekiah. It was him. That sly, sneaky, lying, no good son of a bitch. It was him and I knew it. I knew it the moment the word 'bloodsucker' was brought into the conversation. That fucker tricked me in order to get into the house; seduced me in order to steal the seal. And all of this for whom? None other than goddamn Abraham - the vampire that Hezekiah swore he was on bad terms with. Fuck, fuck, fucking shit, I'm fucked.

They are both fantastic with Dylan at this point. “Do you approve the wedding of the two?” Francisco seriously asked him. He gets the knife from the apple then throws it to his lord. Lincoln doesn’t talk for a moment until his lips twitch as he leans on the white wall. His jaw is tightening from the question of the man beside him. He chuckles lightly in response to his ridiculous idea. They all know that Lincoln is a homophobic type of person, and he hates Dylan. “From what I could see. I cannot turn back from my motto,” the oldest Vozinelik utters.

Following Lincoln's eyes, I think he was counting how many of Finn's warriors were on standby and watching closely. Our car stopped and we got down. "Where is your Alpha?", Lincoln asked one of Finn's warriors, his eyes getting too dark. I knew Lincoln was an Alpha who can tap into his werewolf form without transforming. That was rare. "I heard someone was looking for me", I heard a voice I did not want to hear, break the silence from Lincoln's cold tone. "Where is my daughter?", Lincoln growled out as he stepped forward, but Finn's warrior put a hand on his chest and stopped him.

Sitting at her desk Tuesday evening, Leesa flipped the cover of her history book closed. For the last half hour she had been studying the causes of the Civil War, but she didn’t think she was going to retain much of what she read. Every time she came across Abraham Lincoln’s name, her mind wandered to the popular book and movie about Lincoln being a vampire hunter. With all she had learned since arriving at Weston, she wondered if it could possibly have been true. She doubted that Lincoln had actually been a vampire hunter, of course, but she had once doubted her mom’s story about the one-fanged vampire, and look how that turned out.

The guy reasons out but he was cut off when Lincoln hit him in the back of his head causing him to hiss in pain. "I'm starting to regret letting you out of the cellar, Fabian." Lincoln's words exploded like a bomb in front of me. I can't help but gasp and my eyes widen when a realization suddenly hits me. I look at the man that Lincoln just called Fabian. I suddenly remember what Michael has told me when we were in the lake earlier. Fabian is Lincoln's mate who happens to be a vampire, and he's also their brother. Well, that explains his pale white skin and why he looks like Edward, he's indeed a vampire. "Hey, sorry I missed the baby shower, Freya. I was just busy with something." Lincoln s

~NARRATION GAP~ In a realm where vampires and werewolves coexist, Lily, a young werewolf, discovers her unique power as a Guardian. She forms a deep bond with Adrian, a vampire, despite their species' historic rivalry. Their love is forbidden but they continue to defy the odds and stay together. Lily's father, Henry, is the leader of the werewolf grove, and tensions rise as the vampire coven threatens war against the werewolves. Adrian is caught in the middle, suspected of aiding the captured vampire, Ethan, leading to his detention and impending execution.