Novel & Cerita Buffy Crossover Fanfiction

she urges me, thrusting the blood dripping wound to my direction. For a moment, I try to ignore her, but as the clock ticks every second in loud strokes, I realize that the witch makes no requests. Her intentions are clear enough in her demanding expression. I move my feet to Xaulfur’s side before looking down at the wound. I see that it heals by seconds, which makes me wonder if he is like me or if the demons in him make him heal quickly. My right palm positions under the wound to hold a few drops of blood. Then I take it to my mouth, licking it dry. Everything feels quite right until something rams my head from behind, pushing me toward the witch.

They married for political reasons, in order to strengthen each other family’s position among the vampire nobles. Yvanna wore a red-wine color velvet dress. Her dark hair was beautifully styled and her slender hand was holding a cup of tea. On the other hand, Alexander was looking at the sunset. The expression on his face was gloomy as always. Henry pulled an empty chair between them and sat there. As soon as he positioned himself, Alexander looked him in the eye and said, “Do you know the most disgusting thing a vampire can do?” His stomach tightened at the question. He knew this time would come, but he didn’t expect his father to find out about it so soon.

She licked the rim of her cup. “Thank you, darling,” she purred, her voice low but loud enough for me to hear. “It’s just like the other night… when you hunted this for me. That Blood Rush was absolutely divine. I never knew losing control could feel so… exquisite.” Blood Rush. A state where a vampire, high on prime blood, not only has their power surge, but their libido hits its peak. So while I was fasting and praying for our wedding, they were out in the wild, indulging in this filthy ecstasy.

“If we fight them without understanding them, we might lose everything. They know me, Nathaniel. They called me a bridge between bloodlines. I think they want me to join them.” The silence stretched long between us. Finally, he stood, cradling my face in his hands. “You are my mate, Riya Wolfsong. My Luna. You were born a wolf, raised by pain, and healed by the moon. I won’t let them take you from me.” I wanted to believe him. I needed to. But deep down, a voice echoed in my mind. A memory. A vision. “You will walk between fire and fang. You will burn or be reborn.”

Amaya Today I was going out to dinner with Destiny. We haven't seen each other for a while and it would be good to take my mind off things. I haven't seen Damon since yesterday night and I wasn't eager to. He managed to hurt my feelings a little bit and I wasn't proud. I was letting him in too many times. Not to mention that there was something going on between me and Ryan. I was starting to like him sincerely and wanted to see where it would lead us to.

. Rise Of The Bullied Lycan . Chapter 20: sliver of fear . Blood. Rich, thick, seeping through the fur of Raze’s thick black coat. Ford stayed quiet. The Lycan’s face was buried in the chest cavity of a male passerby and by the clothes Ford could only assume he was out for his morning run. The later time switch made Ford nervous. 4:30 was pushing it. Raze’s eye’s were closed, teeth snapping and braking through three ribs as his face became layered in the red fluid. It was all Ford could smell.

Girl meets boy. The boy turns into a creep. The girl is saved by a handsome stranger... The handsome stranger turns out to be a werewolf... Violet Duffy's summer turns into a nightmare when she is attacked by the seemingly sweet boy she meets on vacation. Luckily for her, Toby Wolfe was there to save her. Over the following weeks, Violet and Toby form a close friendship, and soon, the unavoidable happens; feelings develop. Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about...

"I'm going to the study." Her tears fell again. "Are you tired of me now?" I stopped. I wanted to deny it. But the words wouldn't come out right away. The color drained completely from Clara's face. I offered no further explanation. That night, I drank a great deal in the study. Vampire wine was strong. And still I felt it wasn't enough. The wound on my arm had stopped hurting. What truly hurt was my chest. I didn't understand why I was like this.

“Weaken them. In extreme cases… kill them.” Ardonis barks a laugh, sharp and bitter. “Fantastic. I’m radioactive now.” “We don’t know that,” I say quickly. “This is still theoretical. We need more data.” Xavier however, seemed lost in thought, his brow furrowed. "There's a story... an old rumor I heard from a mentor years ago. About a vampire from the Old World, a recluse named Cassian. He was said to be undergoing a similar transformation. He became... emotional. Weaker, in the traditional sense. Another vampire, a brutish enforcer from a neighboring clan, tried to challenge him, to take his territory. The story goes that the moment the enforcer touched Cassian, he screamed. His skin report

She looked at me. "I can see the future." I looked at her. "I'm a vampire with the blood of Zonde, a creature who can see what will happen in the future. It's exciting right?" She asked me and smiled. "And you know what, I've seen something creepy that could happen in the future." She said. "Get out." I said.. "Oh, why don't you want me to tell what I have to seen?" She asked. "What will I gain if I hear what you have to say?" I asked. She laughed and got up from sitting on the sofa.