Bird Vampire の小説・ストーリー

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

His thoughtful gaze wandered around the room. “Lord,” William began hesitantly, “this is our king.” He has no equal in strength. There are legends that vampires can leave offspring. This has never happened in my lifetime, but I believe it is possible. A born vampire has pure blood, he is devoid of a human past and everything connected with it. He is a true predator who knows no pity and does not know how to love.

Elder Benji had never brought me into the basement, so for him to ask to speak to me downstairs brought me a bit of worry. Benjamine Rowan had been here from the very beginning. After I lost my wife and children to the plague, my life had been saved by Bernard who was a part of Benji’s tribe for many decades prior. Bernard had always been a good neighbor to me, so I had no idea he was a vampire until I was one as well.

He is looking for information on some vampires in the clan. Billy is a respected doctor among the vampire clans. He helped many humans, vampires, and other creatures like fairies and elves. Billy shook his head, looking at the data one by one. There was no criminal record that would allow them to target Pearl. Billy looked back at the blood sample. He picked it up and opened it. A small pump draws a few drops of blood out of the tube. Billy then dripped it onto a piece of glass. With the tip of his little finger, he tasted the blood. His eyes widened suddenly.

A tall, dark-skinned man on the screen had a woman pinned to the wall, his eyes glowing red, fangs bared as he bit into her neck. Zara gasped, visibly intrigued. Bri smirked. “Lame.” Zara slapped her bicep. “You have no taste.” Bri laughed, eyes lingering on her. “Since that glittery vampire movie, I can’t take them seriously.” Zara giggled, then shifted on the couch, crawling into Bri’s lap like it was nothing. Her thighs pressed across Bri’s lap, weight settling perfectly. Bri instinctively moved her hands to hold her—but Zara slapped them away.

"I will send over a tonic made of crushed rubies and mountain herbs. It strengthens the blood. And you must eat twice what you normally do. A vampire’s child grows quickly, Lena. They take much from the mother." For the next few months, life became a blur of pampering and preparation. Vampire pregnancies, as I learned, lasted ten months and some weeks, slightly longer than a human's, but the growth was much more intense toward the end. Before I could even blink, my stomach had swollen into a heavy, prominent curve.

Plus one vampire observer. The Battle of the Rookeries is about to begin.

The thick, dark primordial blood of a century-old vampire welled from the deep cut. "Drink, Brynn," Riheirk commanded, his voice raw and desperate as he pressed his bleeding wrist firmly against her lips. "Drink from me. Let my blood purge the poison. Accept it, sweetheart, please." Brynn’s jade eyes flickered. Driven by her own fading strength and the desperate, triumphant internal screaming of Solar, her jaw parted. She bit down lightly on his wrist, her lips drawing the heavy, white-hot furnace of his primordial blood into her system.

“Yes but I would never kill you. What else did Sam told you?” “That human can be turned into a vampire by biting them and releasing some sort of venom in to their blood stream and then killing them. Then once they rise up from the dead they would go through transformation.” “That’s right. That is one of the ways.” “So what are the other ways?” I asked curiously. “By a ritual that is how we were originally created. Another way is by having the human drink enough vampire blood before dying.” “Liam.” I exclaimed when he started massage my core.

“Fair enough. I will be right back.” I walk down into my storage room to my endless blood coolers and head directly to my transfusion cooler. If a vampire ever needed a transfusion, I had vampire blood available for them. I grab for one of my big cooler bags and begin counting out a thousand bags of blood. The missing blood doesn’t even make a dent in my smallest cooler, and I smile at how he will react. I zip it back up and head back outside to him. “Here,” I state as I hand it to him. “What is this?” He asks, looking at it uncertainly. “Can you carry that since it is manmade?” I question. I hadn’t thought of it before I filled it. “I can carry it; I cannot reach inside of it, though.” Such