Novel & Cerita Blade 2 Vampire Mouth

But he bends past my mouth, to the shell of my ear. Through a landslide of what has to be relief, I hear him inhale and say, “And you smell like you know all of this very, very well.” That hint of challenge solidifies, heavy as concrete, into something cities could be built on. “Maybe you should stop breathing in so much,” I say, pulling back to look him squarely in the eye. And then everything happens much too quickly. The glint of steel at the corner of my view. An unfamiliar, rage-filled voice yelling, “You Vampyre bitch!” Hundreds of gasps, and a sharp blade making its way toward my throat, my jugular, and—

Breath-deep, all teeth and instinct. I caught the vampire by the throat. Its dead eyes widened. "You messed with the wrong house." I growled. I drove my claws from my opposite hand up beneath its jaw and tore. The thing came apart with a cracking, wet sound that echoed through the clearing. Black blood sprayed across the snow and steamed where it hit, eating tiny pits into the frost. The vampire's body hit the ground in two heavy pieces, twitching once before going still. Fast, Messy. Finished.

Nonetheless, one must not forget their undead nature. The vampires that were running after Zephyr were Blizzard Vampires, and they possessed great, icy powers. In other words, ice was their main element. Zephyr quickly unsheathed Draken, engaging his Focus. The sword glowed and shimmered in his palm, “Taste lightning!” Zephyr screamed as the wind kicked up beneath his feet, accompanied by a streak of electricity. Zephyr was preparing his attack stance. With Zephyr at the center, his flurry attack rushed to them like a blossoming flower, striking outwards at everything.

(Harper’s POV) The angel blade glowed as I reached for it. I pulled it from the hilt on my thigh and spun, slicing the now fully lit up blade through the two vamps that were closing in on me. They barely had time to recognise that their time was up before the light left their eyes and their demon blood burnt them up from the inside.

With all these vampires in the house, even the smallest whisper is not a secret. "You are right. I better keep my big mouth shut!" he says with a smirk.

Storm smiled, he knew. The Total Eclipse Gaming Hub's triumph was short-lived as whispers spread of an ancient vampire hive seeking competition. The pack exchanged wary glances, sensing the looming danger. Vampire Lord Valoric arrived shrouded in mystery, his piercing gaze locking onto Blaze. "We've heard of your legendary skills. Prove them against us," he taunted, his voice dripping with otherworldly confidence.

"Lord Vane sends his regards. We are here for the Hybrid." "You aren't taking my son," Dante snarled. Dante lunged. He was as fast as an Alpha King, his Moon-steel broadsword arcing down in a deadly blow to the vampire's throat. The blade connected. The ancient magic-infused steel cut cleanly through the vampire's throat, a blow that would have instantly killed any wolf, Elite guard, or Blood-Bound Alpha. But the vampire didn't die. He merely laughed - a wet, sick sound. Even before Dante could withdraw his sword, the large, deadly wound on the vampire's neck closed up. The flesh knitted together, pushing the black blood out so that there was no trace of the wound.

The True Vampire hissed, pressing his advantage, his fangs elongating. ​A white-armored boot slammed into the vampire’s chest. ​The impact launched the creature ten feet backward into the mud. Vesh stepped in front of me, his obsidian blade sweeping out to sever the vampire’s head before it could rise. ​Vesh didn't look back at me. "Keep your guard up, Blackwood. I won't always be there to babysit." ​I grit my teeth, pushing myself up from the mud. "I didn't ask for your help."

In his brawl with the rogue, three vampires launched themselves over him. Blaze growled louder as he flung one of the vampires off his back once he got a grip of him and swiped his claws at his neck, sending his head to roll off his shoulders. The other two vampires refused to budge. Blaze dug his claws into their backs. They screamed in pain but didn’t let go of him whatsoever. Blaze didn’t notice Jayden sneaking up to him. Before he could brace himself, Jayden shoved a knife laced with silver in his stomach and jerked it out before shoving it back in two more times.

Part of the anger in his eyes was gone, replaced with concern. Both of us froze as soon as he lifted my shirt enough to see the fang marks. His eyes widened as his pupils turned to slits, the way all vampires did when they were beyond mad. "Who the hell did this?" I was too frozen in fear to speak. What could I even say?! The truth would get me killed and lying again was starting to seem like the same fate. I jumped as he met eyes with me, impatiently waiting for an answer. "I-I don't know," I spoke.