Butterfly Vampire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Damian I saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?" I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing.

Mavery said. “You’ve seen this, my Mave,” the little one said. The surprises kept coming. This little one knew of Mavery’s future visions. Not something he thought anyone besides him and his own knew. “Yes,” Mavery said. Who was this deadly being his mavery had just bequeathed him to, and why did mavery trust her with their existence and her secret? He opened his mouth about to speak when one of his people launched at the little one, taking a bite from her waist. He watched in a trance as the little one’s body stretched up and back, her head falling back just a bit as her feet lifted on tiptoe. That’s when he noticed she was wearing ballet shoes like his mavery. She struck a pose of beauty,

“Some vampires walk among us. They don’t always drink blood. The oldest ones are known to feed on spiritual energy, lust, fear, and pain. Especially sexual desire. They are harder to detect… and much more dangerous.” Her throat tightened. She thought about the way Valerius looked at her. Like she was a wine he hadn’t tasted in centuries. She thought about how out of control she felt that morning. Standing in front of the mirror, fingers between her legs, touching herself like her body wasn’t her own. Like something inside her had taken over. Like her hunger was no longer hers alone. Chloe’s pulse quickened but she kept scrolling, reading more posts. “They don’t always bite. Sometimes they to

No doubt that this change in the atmosphere was a result of one of their magic. He started to relax again but noticed a shape coming from the far sky. It was moving very fast and like a shadow, it crashed on the sand yards away from him. The shadow materialized into that of a blonde woman, and from the pale, translucent skin, he knew what this was. "Vampire!" His beast growled, rushing to the surface. And not just any vampire. It was a sire vampire. Normal fledglings could not travel in the shadows like that. The vampire had her attention on the gathering of witches down below that she did not notice Enrique. She dashed towards the gathering and rammed into the witches from behind.

The smell of Teya most likely driving them crazy. “Do you know whose territory you are fucking with?” One of them asked. He seemed very old and knowledgeable. “Mekhi.” Sia took out both of her batons. The vampire looked down at them, examining both of the girls. He smirked once he realized. “A witch and a breeder? What an odd combination.” His arms folded as he waited on their response. “What do you both want?” “To end you.” Sia attacked abruptly, but the vampire only dodged her attacks without even moving from his spot. He grabbed Sia by her legs that tried to kick him, but he only held her up as she fought and wiggled.

Tonight. I did not waste any time anymore. I put my hand in the window’s hem and let myself fall into the depths and defy the winds of the night. I saw Arturo and Dominic watch me as I transform myself mid-air. Vampires, of all kinds and bloodlines, have the ability to turn into flying creatures called bats. Yet they can only transform to and back when sunlight is out. And it develops over time. A newborn vampire can only transform for an hour or so, but veterans can transform how long they want, as long as it's dark.

Crystal thought dreamily. Damien chuckled. “I can hear your thoughts now”. “You can hear my thoughts ??”. Crystal gasped. She knew he wasn’t a human but how could he hear her thoughts now?? “I’m a vampire”. She laughed. “Oh really? So are you gonna suck my blood now?”. She teased thinking he was joking. Damien’s eyes changed color to red as his fangs came out. Crystal Almost fled away. “Oh my fucking goodness!!!”. She scream so loud as Damien quickly changed back to normal thinking he had scared her.

My blood answered my call. I let his sharp pain pierce through my skin, welcoming the blood I needed. The blood rolled over my arm, reaching my hand quite slowly. A single butterfly formed from the wound on my palm—its wings a luminous crimson, pulsing with raw magic. Small. Beautiful. Lethal. It fluttered toward No. 4’s face. He flinched—too late. The butterfly landed on his eye. And then, he screamed. " This Bitch isn't a human neither a vampire. She is witch!"

Scarlett asks "No! Butterfly, feel what?" She closes her eyes and when she opens them again; they are a mix of all three of her sides. There is blue for her human, gold for her wolf, and red for her vampire. Her voice slightly changes as she says, "By the light of the new blood moon, what was broken in its previous light can be repaired the same way. They must be together or war will ensue!!!" I catch her as she collapses, picking her up and facing the others. "Patrick, do you know when the blood moon is?"