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“I thought maybe you’d been looking at them and wondered why they weren’t put back properly, since you’re usually so careful with them.” Viktor shook his head. “I haven’t had time to look at them in weeks.” He strode across the room and plucked a book from Stephan hand, checking the title. It was Lycanthropy. Raising the book to his nose, he took a sniff. A faint trace of Adriana's scent remained. Grimly, he clenched the book in his hand. “I think we have a problem.” ********

On the altar, there was a large book made of human skin. Alexander explained to them that the book was the Book of Eden, a holy book that contained all the knowledge and secrets about vampires. The book was written by the first vampire who created the island, and could only be read by his descendants. Alexander was the only one who could open and read the book. Alexander said that he wanted to share the contents of the book with Victoria and Lily, because he felt that they were special people who deserved to know the truth about vampires. He also said that he had a special feeling for Victoria, and he wanted to make her his partner.

“Wait, did I just let a corpse fuck me?” I burst out laughing and shake my head. “You really know how to fucking ruin a moment, don’t you?” I say, trying to stop another bout of laughter bubbling to the surface. “Christ, Katherine, what the fuck?” She raises an eyebrow at me. “Well, what do you expect with all the vampire lore floating about?!” she says. “You guys don’t have reflections either, that’s straight out of Stoker!” I tut. “Ah, that. The Count was being lenient when he let Bram go, knowing that he would spill our secrets.” I watch as her eyes widen at the news I’ve just dropped.

Kyle kicked open the massive doors and strutted inside. As he suspected, the huge marble building was completely packed with his own kind. It was chaotic. The enormous, marble room was shaped in a circle, with huge columns framing it in every direction. It had a marble floor, and an arched ceiling, culminating in an oculus. It was as grand as the Pantheon in Rome. Except this one was filled with vampires screaming and yelling over each other, pushing and shoving. As he suspected, they were in the midst of a heated debate.

She shrugged, a little awkwardly. I smiled back, wanting to put her at ease. “Thank you, Sie. I really appreciate it.” We flicked through some new books and papers while we waited for the pizza to arrive. They were all much the same – long, winding documentation of vampire sightings from the Victorian era, many of which were clearly allegories for something else, like impudent women or the fear of industrialisation.

HAYDON There was a strange pull I felt as my bike passed a large, metallic gate which gleamed slightly in the moonlight. It was the same pull I had been feeling for the past week, and it was the same pull that was driving me crazy and led to me being sent here in the first place. I broke suddenly and got off of my bike, my feet carrying me closer towards the intimidating mansion. At first I thought about ripping the gate from it’s hinges and then walking in. I then, however, inspecting the home more closely and realised that I recognised the gate and the mansion. How could I not, in such a dull and dreary neighbourhood. It all belonged to the famous Drackon family- One of the most influenti

And he bit down. Amy’s scream tore through the warehouse, a sound of shock and agony. He held her for a second, then let her crumple to the ground, two puncture wounds on her neck already weeping dark blood. Time froze. Bryan’s face went from shock to a rage so profound the air around him burst into flames. “AMY!” Dracula wiped a drop of blood from his lip, his smile widening. “A vintage with… surprising spark.” He looked at the rest of us. “A gift from my master. We’ll meet again, children of chaos.”

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

I guess she's still our friend after all. "I have something to tell you." I'm shocked. Rhea said more than three words to me. I'm getting kinda scared, is this about Sarah? "Sure, come in and have a seat." She closed the door behind her and came in. I put down the books in my hand and sat in front of her. I stared at her as if trying to collect information from a book, I was trying to guess what she wanted to say. She rubbed her palms together and looked me straight in the eye. Her seriousness is scaring the shit out of me but I'm trying to keep my cool, the future king of a vampire kingdom can not afford to be scared of a serious conversation.

My curiosity started when Freeda suddenly thought that I was a vampire, she was so weird at that time. I also got up and picked up the book on my desk. This book is all about Dracula, written by Bram Stoker. I haven't read any books on the shelves, I'm not into reading. It's boring. Well, Enzo and Flynn are the bookworms in the pack, they loved to stay at the library. Enzo loved to read romance books and that's gross, while Flynn loved to read mystery thriller books of Agatha Christie. He once pushed me to read the book, Sherlock Holmes, by Arthur Conan Doyle but I refused, I was busy painting some sceneries.