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"Listen well, my brethren. Tonight, we shall employ a different approach to fortify our ranks. We'll target the most attractive men and women in this town. With their beauty and charm, we shall not only increase our numbers but use their allure to manipulate the werewolves when the time comes." The vampires, diverse in age and appearance, nodded in agreement. Joey's plan promised a subtle yet potent advantage in the looming conflict with the werewolves. They dispersed into the night, their eyes gleaming with anticipation as they approached each residence, seeking out those whose physical beauty might serve their strategic purpose. As they silently invaded the homes, Joey and his vampires wer

My head tilted up slightly before my eyes met his bright red ones and I sucked in a sharp breath. "This is who I really am, my Aphrodite. I am a monster. I am a beautiful monster. I am an evil shrouded in the beauty that the human world falls in charms to. I am able to run at speeds that are faster than a bullet. I am able to reach the other side of this Earth in a day. I am able to live and walk amongst the mortals. I am able to look as though I am one of you, when instead I am far from it. I am able to come off as a human, gain trust from humans and in return I will end you. I am a vampire, my sweet and naive Aphrodite," at this he let go of my hands and simply caressed my face as though I

Adia spoke out, trying to remember the name Beau. " Yes you have Adia, there's no way he could have compelled you, compulsion doesn't work on you, so try and remember where you met with him, maybe we can track him with that, he's one tricky vampire.." Arion added, " I….I… don't know but.." Adia stammered trying to get the name Beau. " Dark skinned, extremely handsome, and smiles a lot, trust me, a smile never falls from his face, and it's the most annoying smile ever.." Arion described scornfully, and Adia could guess, he and the so-called Beau are not on good terms.

How fucked up was that. His hands gently rubbing the exposed skin of her neck felt euphoric she hoed the night wouldn't end. Her hands lifted higher to where his hair fell at his neck whilst the other trailed the veins on his face. His body softened this time, welcoming her touch. She couldn't begin to explain how beautiful a creature he was even with blood stained lips, bloody eyes and veins that made him look diabolical. Her heart raced at the demonic sights of him. Was she becoming a freak and a weirdo for finding an evil vampire beautiful? Was her psyche slowly becoming affected? Had she finally lost her mind? Was she bewitched or entranced?

“Seriously, man. I just wish you could break history.” “I’m not breaking history with such an absurd thing.” I say with a smile. Beau laughs as if the thing is a big fucking joke. I remember the first time he got summoned by his vampire who turned out to be a female. The opposite of what he imagined. In the end, he said she was as cold as a corpse with glowing skin even though she was old. “When was the last time you saw her?” I ask. Beau’s grin slips. “Probably a month or… two maybe. I think she doesn’t miss the blood of her own consort.”

Hannah's POV: This woman was so unfriendly. I was quite unsatisfied about her attitude. But I had to say that I was drawn to her beautiful features. She was a very beautiful vampire. Her facial skin was really smooth and pale. Her features were so delicate with the long and blonde hair. All of these made her imposing. She was tall with a very hot body. She was wearing a white silk shirt with a black vest, khaki straight pants, and Martin boots. She walked towards me slowly. It was quite elegant.

, he said in disbelief. "My thoughts exactly!", David said. "So how can I help?", Charles asked. "I'll tell you exactly all I know about the case and the mystery female vampire. Maybe that can help you find her", David said. "She has been described as beautiful, tall and wears a black outfit. She also wears a face cap and a dark sunshade. She has also been known to make large purchases of human blood bags for the vampire hybrids from numerous clubs across the city", he said. "Hmmm, interesting. How come your Intel knows all this information about her and still hasn't found or identified her?", Charles asked. They had good Intel on her already and he felt they should have been able to identif

A scream comes out of her lungs and falls to her knees because of extreme fear. "W-What do you w-want from me? W-Why did y-you bring me h-here?" Celestine stuttered while asking. This is the first time that she saw a vampire up close and in person. What the book said about a vampire having good looks is true. Because the vampire in front of her is dashingly handsome. His face was every woman's dream of their boyfriend. But no matter how handsome he is, to Celestine, he was still a vampire who is merciless when it comes to killing people. What's the use of your beauty or handsomeness if you don't just benefit from it, instead they will benefit from you because they will drink your blood.

She swiftly turned, finally facing him. "I am going home! I am done with this charade, Nicholas! You can either kill me now or let me go home!" She suddenly screamed up at him, the vampire though barely able to process what she was saying as his gaze unintentionally started to roam all over her flushed features. Gods beneath and above. She was so fucking beautiful. Why did she have to be so beautiful? "You can't," he bluntly told her. His avid gaze still trailing over her face. Those large and green eyes of hers. That small nose. Those pouty lips that he happened to have already tasted mere hours ago. He found himself yearning to kiss them again.