Darah Suci Bagi Vampire Novels & Stories

Abu asked and all the angels stood quietly, still in surprise and desperately waiting for the Archangel’s answer. He let out a heavy breath, “There is an only way to kill the vampire, Abu. You knew that there’s a way, don’t ever forget that,’’ he frowned and Abu gulped in fear, clearing his throat and stood up, he knew that only way, and he was against it. As a vampire, angels were also immortal but of course, there’s also a way to put an immortal to the fire of death, there was always a way to kill them no matter how immortal you knew they were.

By draining all of their blood and replacing it with a Vampire's blood? Cain gave me a baffled look. "I did research," I said sheepishly. "I'm not sure what Brad Pitt movie you pulled that idea from," he said, "but Vampirism is a disease that enters the body like a virus; most commonly through bodily fluids entering open wounds." "Like saliva," Dr. Zosak added. "So why didn't I turn whenever Cain bit me?" I asked. "Because I wasn't trying to," he answered frankly. "The virus secretion is triggered by a hormone release in the brain," Dr. Zosak said.

she answered. "But he'll wake up soon, right?" I asked her, and she giggled at me. "Of course! He's a pure-blood vampire, and besides, they could not pull out his heart," Ash confidently answered as she pointed at the most extensive stitch in Daniel's chest. "His heart?" I asked, and she nodded. "Pureblood vampires will only die once their heart has been pulled out of their bodies," Ash explained, making me feel relieved, knowing that Daniel would wake up soon.

Addiction is a vise clutching one’s arteries, venules, and veins, all the blood vessels. Even if they are filled with sinful cells, composed of nutrition from humans. His blood was as red as a human’s because in appearance they didn’t look different. Only he knew how black it was in levels indiscernible to the sharpest eyes, of his own kind, of vampires.

A shiver creeps through my body, knowing that Jessblue's blood is like no other. I could feed on any Bampire, but it would not have the same effect as Jessblue’s virgin blood. She was born with a rare genetic blood type called SD7. The purity of the blood that runs in her veins is different than the average female Bampires on Bluestoria. It makes me and Cameron feel like drug addicts every time we feed on her. I turn my head to the right and look up to see an unconscious Jessblue, smiling and admiring the work I just performed on her.

"It's the oldest essence they have. Legend says it was collected from the first vampire's final victim—a holy figure whose life force was so pure that it sustained the entire bloodline for centuries." "Is it enough to save Ben?" "It's enough to save an army." A pause. "But Jack, if you take it, you're not just stealing from the vampires. You're taking something they consider sacred. There won't be a negotiation after this. It's war." Jack looked at the glowing container. At the accumulated sanctity of something that had been stolen from the world long before he was born. "War was always coming," he said. "Might as well have a good reason for it."

Alaric muttered, and with it came the low, grumbling voice. "Perhaps," Horacio replied, having overheard the King's words, "his blood did not mix well with the venom on our fangs. The vampire, being of the undead, possesses no blood within its veins. This is due to the fact that the entirety of their blood supply has been frozen in time since the moment of their transformation into a creature of the night. “F*ck!” Neither of them anticipated the other's sudden approach. A projectile, resembling that of a bullet fired from a firearm, hurtled through the air with alarming speed in their direction. If caution is not exercised, the two individuals are likely to succumb to its grasp.

I have no obligation to be angry with them. At the very least, I hope there is a strong reason why it was kept a secret. Dad sighed heavily. He grasped his fist grimly. “Bara, you can't distinguish which holy blood is only by color.” Dad smiled weakly. “We are all still human; it's just that we were born in a slightly different nation. Like humans, holy blood is still red.” Secretly, I remembered Saga's words about vampires being human too. I still do not really understand that concept. I let it float in my brain.

's why the vampire race still retains its pure power until now. Unlike the purifiers, because of the power in the human world, they accept to trade the purest blood to marry a foreigner with a human, in return, they gain immense power and status. high in society. The task of the purifier is to destroy the vampires who commit the most cavalier errors, they have the task of killing and purifying those criminals to deter them. But in the coming centuries, the purifiers no longer do that, vampires no longer kill people indiscriminately and no longer live apart from society, they mingle, do business and join the army. , began to marry foreigners but in small numbers. They also began to have feeli

We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically. "And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body." I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans. Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new.