Novel & Cerita Bird Vampire

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

He is about to pounce on it when I grab him by his collar, stopping him. “Hey, Idiot! Did you finally lose it?” I grit my teeth as a fly to one of the highest branches of the adjacent tree with him. “Why?” He yells back without looking at me, irritated since I disrupted his hunt. “Were you planning to hunt that mad bison or get thrashed by it?” I say in a deadly cold voice, appearing highly miffed. “My dear malfunctioned robot brother, I’m a vampire, remember?” Orlo arches his eyebrows as he turns towards me. “I won’t die- hey wait! Your eyes turn into a creamy golden color. You already had your fill?”

"The intertwining of human and vampire physiology is indeed a complex subject. While I cannot provide you with a definitive answer, I can offer you some insights based on my observations and research." As he spoke, Dr. Julian delved into a captivating discourse, weaving together scientific knowledge and ancient wisdom. He explained how certain individuals possess a unique genetic makeup that allows for a symbiotic relationship between human and vampire DNA. This rare convergence of traits grants them the ability to harness both the strength and resilience of vampires and the vitality and adaptability of humans. The phenomenon, known as "vampire-human hybridism," is exceedingly rare, with onl

the vampire says sadly Alud smiled slyly, realizing what Brook-ta-man was talking about. - Come on, vampire, suck the rotten blood. Not all the same you drink the blood of young virgins. Brook-ta-man grinned, grimacing a little, sharply dug into the neck of the white-faced. Flesh crackled. The hunter screamed helplessly. A dark, viscous sludge poured into the belly of Bruk-ta-man. He closed his eyes, concentrated. The memory of blood poured into his brain. Silent movie flashes, sharp slowdowns and freeze-frames, his head throbbed with concentration, blood was asking for return, the vampire kept it in himself through force. Suddenly the flickering stopped and he saw a clear picture. All the s

“What’s that supposed to mean?” “Well,” Hannah said, twisting her fingers together, “most male vampires prefer female feeders. It’s… easier. And sometimes more than just feeding happens. They get close, you know? Intimate. So it’s unusual for Sire to choose a male. Not unheard of, but rare.” I leaned back, my chest tightening. I didn’t like the sound of any of this. She must have seen the look on my face, because her tone shifted again, softening almost into pity. “Still… you might be lucky. He doesn’t keep feeders often. Almost never. If he’s chosen you, there must be a reason.”

so that our conversation could not be heard by anyone. “If Blaze is a vampire… Balthier is also a vampire! Aren't they brothers… you've never seen Balthier's canines… and does he shine and sparkle when he exposed to the sunlight? ” Lidya shook her head. I just thought, you should have understood Lidya… that they are the same type as Jacob Black. New chapter

I yelled, hitting his chest repeatedly. He held my hand, stopping me from doing that. "It's not possible. You can't turn me into a vampire if you're not one yourself, right?' I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me. "How do I explain this to you?" He asked. "I don't know. Tell me something, anything but just don't tell me what you did worked" "It worked, okay? You've turned to a vampire. But right now, you're a newborn and your type are newly transitioned vampires. You need time to process a lot. Because you might become unstable because of heightened senses and emotions, ``he explained.

Cawk~ A black raven flew toward Eagle and Vampire and called them from a distance. Its black fur illuminated under the lamp of fires, and the shining eyes glazed over them naturally. “Your Holiness!” At the same time, a person who was wearing a hoodie with bear ears attached on top of their head was calling him from afar. “Zombie,” he said. “Sister Biebie!” Vampire waved her hand at the girl that was running at them in a giddy fashion.

Waiting for just a moment longer before he sarcastically replied, "What do you think?" She turned her head to look up at him, finding herself so intimidated by that spiteful look into his eyes as he bitingly added with a raise of his brows, "I'll give you a hint; not human," She thickly swallowed at the sound of that. Gazing between his dark eyes. H-he used to be...a god? B-but...Why would anyone ever give that up just to be a vampire? It didn't make any sense! Weren't gods supposed to be like, way more powerful than vampires?