Novel & Cerita Blood The Last Vampire Mal

One second he was ten feet away, the next he was in front of Darren, hand wrapped around his throat. “You touched what’s mine,” he said, voice quiet enough to feel like blasphemy. “That’s your last mistake.” Darren gasped, struggling. “You’re—” “Not human?” Malrik’s grip tightened. “Neither are you anymore.” He twisted. The sound was sharp, final. Darren’s body hit the ground with a thud. Malrik turned back to me, face unreadable. “Let’s go.” I nodded, but I couldn’t stop staring at the blood dripping from his fingers — dark, unnatural, glowing faintly under the light.

Children were in different locations, some hiding some in the open crying their eyes out of the most horrible experience of their lives. I ran my hand through my somehow damp hair while my stomach churned from the horrid sight. With my eyes closed, I listened carefully, trying to hear past the cries, wails, angry birds, and burning sensation and focus on the heartbeats of the sprawled elements. I needed to save as many that weren’t dead before it was too late. I would help the wounded vampires first by giving them my blood. True vampires healed faster, they would heal faster if they had my blood in them. After giving blood to those that were on the east side I went over to the west side and

Abu paused and despite his serious glances, behind it was worried and fear… “To kill the vampire, her body will feel weaker and weaker, and she will spend all her last breath in the human world and not here, only if she failed to remember who she was on time,’’ Abu explained it as slow as he could, and reading Zanea’s face he could scent something on him.

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

Xander said and the Beta heaved a long sigh of relief which earned him a short glare from the Alpha. " And, I really don't understand what type of power he's possessing. I mean, apart from being an hybrid, there's this look in his eyes, I don't know but he seems to powerful for just an hybrid." Xander sighed while Cole glanced at Kaden, waiting for his answer. " That bastard thought he withdrew the blood of a usual werewolf, I wonder where he saw or got it from." Kaden let out a low scoff. " He took the blood of a true Alpha and that of a vampire. I'm not sure he even has the slightest idea of what he's doing to himself." Kaden said and Xander breathed out, wondering what could push Malcom t

I have been all this while. As the final battle between the vampires and werewolves will come tonight, I know that this is my last chance to act. I have to give Jaden the poisoned blood before the battle starts. And so, I approach him with a glass vial full of my blood in my coat, knowing that it will be his last drink. Jaden looks up at me with those dark, suspicious eyes of his. He's always been a bit too observant for his own good, always asking questions, always digging for answers. But I've been careful. I've been so careful.

He’s lost a tremendous amount of blood. “Then give him some,” Malcolm barked. “Vampire blood?” Seth asked with surprise. “We have a blood bank at our disposal, do we not?” Malcolm growled. “I’ll get right on it,” Seth said. Malcolm went into the living room and poured himself another whiskey. He’d just brought the glass to his lips when a silver chain whipped around his torso, rendering him motionless. “Hello, Malcolm,” Claus said in a taunting tone. “Come for a visit have you, Claus?” Malcolm said.

The boy stumbled back to his previous position the moment he was freed from Silas's grip. Silas lowered his head, letting out a contented sigh. “He offered his blood willingly. Any would be glad to serve me in any capacity. Also, we all know that human blood is sweeter than that of vampires. My blood mate acknowledges her own insufficiency in that regard, so she is untroubled by this,” Silas justified haughtily.

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.

Why aren't you bringing in any positive results? 📞 Don't worry, Ma'am. In no time, We are gonna find her. We've sent a supernatural being to get a vampire for us. Today is even the last day for him. Only then, will the vampire brought to us be able to help in finding the... unique blood. 📞 It's sweet blood, you nut head. You had better hurry. I'm already losing my patience, got th- She paused when she saw a lighter rolling towards her.