Blood The Last Vampire Mal Novels & Stories

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

He'll make your heart race and jealousy will eat you if he sees other people, worry will consume you if he's in danger. Yesterday played in my mind. The way my heart had fluttered, how I'd felt jealous of that waitress, how I almost broke Damon's back to save Aaron. "Oh, and also, every pure-blooded vampire is born with a special ability that distinguishes them from the turned ones," she added as I placed my now empty cup down. I rubbed the top of my arms as Replica put away my cup and took off her apron.

“Good, then my father’s work is almost done. All he wanted was to wipe his bloodline off the face of the earth. I am the last link, and I am ready.” “Why don’t you just wait for sun-up?” I commented and he tsk’d over the phone. “You truly haven’t learnt much, have you Marlene. It is a vampire’s natural reaction to flee the sun. I don’t know how some do it, sit in the sunlight to die. I can’t do it.” “Then you’re a coward.”

He continued retching until there was nothing left. As he slumped back, his body went limp, resembling a corpse left undisturbed for too long. His once-pale skin now bore a ghastly blue hue, reminiscent of decaying flesh. My stomach churned, and I instinctively recoiled, blood dripping down my neck and chest. I sat there motionless, watching the vampire boy who remained still after expelling the blood he had consumed from me. Fear gripped me once more as the realization dawned on me.

Since he is not guilty, we have to find who that serial killer vampire in Shadowvale is, before they attract the hunters and things get out of hand. ~~~~ LATER THAT DAY, I race back to the cave, clutching a bottle of animal blood. With a steady hand, I carefully drip the crimson liquid into Vivaldi's mouth. His skin begins to emit an eerie glow, and his body twitches. A chill dances down my spine as he stirs back to life, and I can't help but wonder if I've just unleashed a Pandora's box of trouble.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

How the hell am I going to call the police now? The knock came again, and Camille’s angelic voice followed. “I told you I don’t drink human blood. I would never hurt you or any other human. Please believe me, sir.” Her tone was so sincere that I was almost fooled. What if this is just a plan of hers to lure me out of here and drain me dry? I won’t let that happen! I won’t let her take my blood! If I’m going to die in here, then so be it. But I will never listen to the words of a vampire only to fall to my death.

★★★ “Thank you, Queen,” the Calhara king walked in with a polite smile. He bowed his head to Elsa before making another bow to Gabriel, who was still looking at his queen with a blaze. A small part of his lips had blood, but the cut had already healed. As Calhara king saw it, he knew that the Vampire King had drunk the little girl’s blood.