Novel & Cerita Blade 2 Vampire

Its body crumpled to the ground, lifeless. Zane moved like a whirlwind, his blade cutting through the air in a deadly arc. His weapon sliced through two vampires in one swift motion, severing limbs and heads with precision. The creatures shrieked as their bodies collapsed, their flesh turning to ash before they could even hit the ground. The wind carried the dust away, but their eerie, glowing eyes still haunted the battlefield as more vampires stepped forward, their hunger unrelenting.

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

And I definitely couldn't handle telling her what was going through my mind as I held her corpse against my body, sobbing incoherent apologies and begging some sort of higher being to give her back to me. And if that doesn't sound bad enough, then it was just like my dream reset. Except this time I refused to do it. I refused to take her life and instead had to watch two faceless vampires forcefully take her from me and drive a blade into her throat all while my body refused to move. I had to hear her beg me for help. I had to see her terrified, helpless and betrayed expression as they ripped her from my arms. The petrified scream she let out as they brought the blade to her neck still echoe

"What are you talking about?" I asked Landon, my voice low but firm. I was about to turn and face him when he went in front of me himself. He towered over me, his eyes were dark and vicious looking straight into mine as if he wanted to look into my soul through them. I don't mind if he could. I don't care about anything else now. All I want is vengeance and I'm willing to do whatever it takes just to have that. "You heard me right, Eve. You have had vampire blood in you ever since you were born."

"...we can't find anyone here Sir." One of the vampires reported. The minute Blade heard that, he moved quickly towards Juliana's father — Michael, being extremely blood-thirsty, he bent Micheal's neck and with his elongated fangs, he sapped Michael's blood, groaning with delight and satisfaction. Michael, in those moments, began to jerk uncontrollably. He kept jerking until he gave up the ghost. Juliana kept her eyes fixed on each one of them and memorized their faces as she quit watching the video, erasing it from her email.

I whispered, though the words felt like ash in my mouth. “And yet, she is gone,” Libra stepped into my line of sight, her eyes reflecting the flickering shadows. “You have the blade. You have the right. Why leave his soul to Allah when you can take it yourself? Feed the hunger, little bird. End the cycle by becoming the end of him.” I see the knife in my hand. I don’t know where it comes from, but it’s there, and it feels right. I raise it, and in that moment, I know what I have to do.

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

Blake looked around to see several other vampires that were in the dining room, tackling the two vampires that were harassing him. He was surprised how fast their swings were. He watched them rain down, blow after blow, onto the two assholes. "That's enough, take them to a cell!" A vampire said, with long blonde hair. He approached Blake with his hands behind his back and his head high. The way he held himself reminded him of Silas. Although this one looked more like Legolas, but without the pointy ears. Instead he had a set of fangs, and red eyes. Blake wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, as he looked back at the two that attacked him. When he looked back at Legolas, the vampire, his

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.

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