Cullens Vampire Novels & Stories

I folded my hands across my chest and frowned at him in both confusion and annoyance. "Stop-just-" Alex huffed in frustration before covering his face with his hands and letting out a sigh in exasperation. I was about to say something else too but stopped when I heard a few girls groan and my eyes snapped towards the crowd. I noticed Joey, Franklin,danny and other vampires digging their fangs into the girls neck, sucking them hungrily and I could feel my eyes widening at the sight. They were doing it in public? Why? It was already getting dark, we were supposed to go home.

It always made me nervous, like it was building up some sort of anticipation. A blood-curdling scream rang throughout the hallway as we approached the door to his room, causing me to stop dead in my tracks. I watched as a blonde pet bolted her way down the hallway, a smirking vampire a little ways behind her. She wasn't wearing a collar. The vampire took leisurely steps towards her as she ran away, like a lion stalking its next victim. My eyes followed her as she ran past us. My heart sank at the sight. She couldn't outrun him, even she should know that.

Some cases if the new vampire wanted to be with his or her relatives, then he or she had to be guided by the counselor and also two vampire cops who could stopped him and put him in the good blood treatment again if he or she started to hurt the relatives. The easiest case would be when the new vampire wanted to live by him or herself. It would be as easy saying good bye to the relatives and live his or her life by himself or herself. This case was easier since it needed only one vampire cop to monitor the progress. We also had some kind of guidance collar that connected to their Medulla Oblongata whenever the vampire lost control in her or his probation to live independently as the new vamp

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

Derned shouted in pain at the surprise attack, his legs trembling and losing balance for a minute. Calvin didn't wait to take advantage of this moment. He took out his gun and fired it right away, the bullet piercing the side of the vampire's head. Derned screamed in pain and stumbled before falling to the ground with a thud. The betas panted, looking down at the Vampire. "He's down, " Calvin said breathlessly. He isn't dead but he won't be waking up for a long time. * * "You bitch, stop using your fucking spells! " A hunter, who seemed like a werewolf, advanced towards Evelyn furiously.

Eyes opened up out of fear and hands which upheld one another discharged each other. I opened my eyes to see it was him again. Math Cedino, the ruthless vampire who had been threatening us. He was done refreshing himself with the blood of the teen before he dumped her to fall on the floor. My subordinate confronted him aggressively, then he turned back to her heaving his claw against her neck. He had slaughtered her down. Out of astonishment, I stood before the scene openly. "Did I not ask you...." He suspired before he continued. ...." To never practice spells and enchantments?" He said. His popping men followed up as they gathered behind his back.

The car stopped near an old abandoned building where Alaric stepped out and headed to the entrance. He took a deep breath before proceeding to enter the building. Although the building appeared to be abandoned for ages, from the inside, it was furnished with a dark Victorian theme. A guard followed behind Alaric and escorted him to the basement. They stood in the elevator for a while without exchanging any words. The door of the elevator opened and Alaric stepped out to meet the council elder Edna having a meeting with a young vampire cult. Her gaze fell on Alaric's distraught expression and she dismissed the meeting.

Wendell, whose feet were dangling in the air, began choking while his mind gathered thoughts for him— "how to kill a vampire that was ready to kill him first?" When Renesmee was still studying her prey's face, Wendell took the advantage and because he was always prepared, he blew out a powder on her face— urging her to release him while she fought to remove the powder that was burning her eyes. Wendell who was just thrown by the table causing his ribs to break, was gulping and crawling towards the drawer that was now thirty seconds away. He was coughing blood as he crawled by and his vision was blurry that he saw double images of the same object.

What made him so famous was that his paintings looked just like real photographs. As I walked on, near the end of the corridor, I saw a familiar face. Leonardo Elliot! Even Spencer’s got a picture of the Vampire Duke hanging in their house. That was definately a sign of his unshakable authority. Before Jenna died, she cursed and threatened me that her incredibly powerful Vampire fiancé would stop at nothing to hunt me down, and now it seemed that her curse would come true soon. Leonardo Elliot, the most proud and self-esteemed ancient Vampire, would never choose to believe me on Jenna’s death.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.