Bloodline Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

'A curse? 'Yes.' 'What kind?' 'Our numbers are declining.' He turns toward me. 'Vampires can no longer reproduce the way they once did. Some bloodlines have already disappeared completely.' I remain silent. 'There are stories of a bloodline capable of breaking the curse. A type of unique blood’. He finishes. My heart begins pounding. 'Mine.' I whisper. Understanding. Steven doesn't answer directly. He doesn't have to. 'That's why they want my blood.'

Kaelric let go of her shoulders and took a step backward, clenching his hand into a tight fist, his fingernails reopening the knife cut. “How did you carry my seed without a divination?! Without a ritual?!” “—I don’t—” “Where are you from, which kingdom do you serve?!” “I-I can't remember.” She whimpered, shaking her head. He raised a fist to his lips and sighed deeply, shutting his eyes as he tried to piece together the blank pages but it further enraged him to decipher how a slave’s womb could nurture a king’s blood, not just any blood: Dragonblood.

Lyra stayed with the babies. “The curse is reacting to new Virel blood,” the oldest Keeper said. “What does that mean?” Kael asked. “It means it’s fighting back. The renewal angered it.” “Can we stop it?” “We can slow it. With blood. With vows. With time.” Kael came home grim. Lyra saw it on his face the second he walked in. “What is it?” “Nothing. Just house stuff.” She didn’t believe him. But she didn’t push. Not with the babies finally asleep.

More than that, the werewolf genes inside of me started to stir, to fight against the external force. I would never shift, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t steal a couple of abilities from my closest-related species. My body took over, throwing Omari off of me and sending him hurling into the wall. The sound echoed throughout the entire house as he groaned and landed on the floor on all-fours. I hurried for the stairs away from him, but once again, only got down about a step before he was grabbing me.

She looked down at his chest as more blood trickled down, his heart pounding slowly, his breathing pace reducing. Quickly, she pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, cut out a lace from the end of her gown, and quickly muffled it inside the hole the dagger created. With her eyes closed, she bent closer to him, his face meeting hers and gently she inhaled through his nostril, her powers pouring into him fiercely. Suddenly, green smoke emits from his mouth, his heartbeat begins to race faster as each finger in his hands vibrates. Merga watched as her powers slowly revived him, the blood on him drying up immediately. Slowly his eyes began to open, Merga's heart began to pound faster as she r

Several times Alexis grabbed the evil vampire's neck there with her left hand, and immediately drank all the blood from the vampire. Cameron became unfocused when he saw this. How can a vampire hunter become a vampire? And how can a new born vampire drink the blood of other vampires? He just kept wondering there. But as much as possible Cameron refocused with all his movements there at this time. Some of the vampire hunters in Adrian and Alexis' troops even started getting injured. And the psychics who keep trying to focus on casting protective and weakening spells for the evil vampires who are there. Some evil vampires have even died lying on the ground. Alexis was moving so fast it was alm

It was always something I suspected, but I never asked about it, and she never brought it up. “They turned Ayra into a werewolf, and somehow she doesn’t know she’s a vampire. She can’t even access her vampiric powers. Odin said there would be a quadbrid. They were trying to take Ayra’s vampiric part away from her. That way, when you two have a child, it’ll just be a werewolf-demon hybrid. Not a tribrid.” “Okay, that makes up for three species, but the fourth?” “We have to do some digging into the lineage of Bloodline vampires. I think all of this was planned. They intentionally let Ayra go. Fate is inevitable.”

Alpha Collen mumbled in excitement. "But there is a little problem." The beta said. "What problem?" "The seer (witch) of the pack mentioned that the child in your mate womb is carrying the last bloodline of your great grandparents." He added. "That is not a problem, my child is special then, you know I heard from my parents that my great grandfather was a big red and black werewolf, I wonder what colour my child will be, even if my child doesn't inherit I or my mate's colour of the wolf, I know my child will have those wolf yellowish eyes just like every one of us here in our pack."

he approved, his deep voice sending a pleasant shiver through my body. "You were talking about me before, weren't you?" I managed, supposedly led by the sudden liquid courage. "This will be interesting." Calvel chuckled and sat beside me on the sofa. Then his eyes landed on Ash as if he expected good entertainment. Ash glared at him and then shifted his eyes to me, leaning his back against the front of his desk. "Nala… we tested your blood," he began, sounding like an introduction to informing me of a lethal disease. "We discovered that you might come from one of the ancient, blessed bloodlines, which makes your blood extremely potent for the vampires. Drinking your blood could even double o

Also, Sir Danilo wants Dan to marry a pureblood and have high-ranking pureblood grandchildren in his bloodline. I know that a pureblood can revive someone dead, so does that mean Mama is a pureblood too? Wait, what's the difference between the other vampires anyway? If I become a vampire, will Sir Danilo accept me as his son's wife and let us live in peace here? Being a vampire doesn't sound bad at all, right? "Dan," I called my husband, and he looked at me. "Can you make me a vampire too?" I said to him, and his forehead creased.