Novel & Cerita Blade 2 Vampire Mouth

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 got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

so. This frustration and helplessness made Phoebe burst into tears, she cried pitifully in Harvey's lap and then drank his blood again. Until Phoebe calmed down, Harvey still did not push her away but still held her in his arms to comfort her, Phoebe was no longer biting violently but slowly licking his wound. Phoebe licked the blood cleanly and gently without causing Harvey to feel any pain. Vampires can make their prey unable to escape so that every time they bite their prey, the Vampire's mouth will release a liquid-like anesthetic that makes the prey feel no pain.

He pulled his blades back and swung them forcefully, aiming for the vampire who had lost his mind. “Augendae: Unleash Half-Moon’s Counter!”

I scream, pure rage, and something inside me snaps. Pain rips through my fingers. Claws explode out, long, black, deadly. My eyes burn. I slash upward. Four deep gashes open across the scarred vampire’s face , from eye to jaw . He roars, staggers back, blood pouring . Everyone freezes. I stare at my claws, dripping red. “What…” I breathe. Adrian’s staring too, knife lowered. “Ella…” The woman vampire laughs, delighted. “Look at that. Baby’s got teeth.”

“Well, what do we have here?” Vastria and Elcid jumped alarmed. Vastria watched as Elcid instinctively leaped with a blade in hand smashing it in the vampire’s skull. The vampire did not have time to protect himself. Elcid swiftly twisted the blade then the head of the vampire ripping it straight off. Blood splattered everywhere covering Elcid’s face. Some blood got onto Vastria, but she did not care.

As I moved after her, I watched Moira grab Valda and went to throw her out of her way like she was nothing. Valda was able to bring up a dagger and stab her with a blade made of twisted silver wrapped around wood. It could kill or wound any vampire or werewolf if it hits the right mark. It was a deadly weapon in the hands of an assassin. With the blade sticking out of the top of Moira's chest she screamed in agony before throwing Valda to the side. Valda hit her head against the stone wall before falling to the ground while groaning. Moira slowed down before looking at the blade to pull it out of herself. At the sight of where the blade was, her delicate white flash was turning to an ash-gra

Turning back, she shut her eyes, snapping it open that very minute she swung her saber and heard a loud gasp. Swirling back on her heels she glared at the alpha vampire behind her who grabbed unto his neck as blood spilled out of the opening her blade had caused. He had been fast but not fast enough for the effect of the attack of her blade with the spell on it. Gurgling on blood he fell to his knees. She clicked on a button beside her saber and it morphed back to the cylindrical metal it was. "Not so bad after all? Any last words to say?" He grabbed unto her combat pants, wheezing. His eyes enlarged in pain and agony.

The connection of my big fists against their bones filled the air for a few moments. Every blow I landed came at a cost; their claws tore at my skin, my muscles screamed in protest, and I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. With a final burst of strength, I pulled out my silver blade, drove the blade deep into the chest of the first vampire. He let out a choked gasp before collapsing in a heap. The second hesitated, glancing between me and his fallen comrade. His hesitation was his downfall. I lunged forward, the tip of my blade finding its mark. He crumpled to the ground beside the first.

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.

He grunts in pain and quickly twists his neck to break it, and his body falls limp on the forest floor. Before she could properly turn around, a painful punch landed on her face would make her stumble on her feet. Her left cheek was throbbing and she was bleeding. The warrior who hit her smirked, his stupid smirk sent more rage through her veins. She stood up, clenching her jaw. She took her silver blade out of its holder, which was attached to her upper thigh, without breaking eye contact with him. She took a step forward, and her lips twisted, forming a sinister smile, as she clearly smelled the fearful aura coming from him. Her eyes glowed bright red as she felt the power of her vampire g