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“You’re one of mine.” It was Sam’s turn to be shocked. The second she said it, he knew it to be true. He had sensed something when he’d first seen her, and now he knew. She was one of his. A vampire. That’s why she was unafraid. “Nice takedown,” she said, gesturing at the bear. “A little messy, wouldn’t you say? Why not go for a deer?” Sam smiled. Not only was she pretty—she was funny.

she says, looking at me with wide eyes. I step out of the booth into chaos. A fight has started between the vampires at Desmond's table. He's on his knees, slamming his fist into someone's face. Other people are also fighting, and the table's flipped over. There's glass and drinks scattered all over the floor as the women scream and run away from the scene. "Desmond!" I yell, trying to pull him off the man he's beating to a pulp. "Fucking idiot!" He lands another punch on the bloodied man's face before I manage to pull him away, and he almost hits me before realizing who it is. "Fuck, man," he spits, and barges out of the VIP room.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

Derek's eyes turned colder as Robert continued chattering non-stop. Thelma's heart skipped a beat in an instant when she heard Robert's last statement. They wanted to drink her blood? Robert finally get into the car when he heard a beating heart. He instantly turned his head! Disbelief was written on his face, 'Shit, we are dead' He thought. No one knows who was dead though. Thelma's hand turned cold, her face still pale unknown if it was from the pain or the shocking revelations. 'My deskmate is a vampire' She thought, her heart hammering loudly as she looks at the teenager beside her.

My eyes widened in shock, nearly popping out of their sockets when I grabbed one of them, my eyes zeroing in on the title. The origin of the creatures of the night. “Fuck,” I whispered, staggering backwards as though I had been shoved by an invisible force. The only question that lingered on my tongue was what the heck have I done to her? She had been reading about Vampires, dabbling in dark books and straying from everything she had known and believed in all her life. I didn't know how that was supposed to make me feel but I could discern that the tightening of my chest right now wasn't something good.

Travis had left someone he loved, but the other hunters didn't know about that, and he intended to keep it that way. Three weeks ago, Jeremiah's son, Evan Desmond had been killed by a vampire in Greeneville. The police called it an animal attack, but they knew better, and Jeremiah was having none of it. He wanted to avenge his son's death so badly, and that desperation was going to be the death of all of them if care wasn't taken.

The other werewolves didn’t like that I was able to get an upper hand, so another leapt at me with brute force that toppled me. I hit my head on a rock, and I felt that it was the same place that was stitched earlier. I touched my head, felt the blood gushing like a stream, and thought it was over until I heard Desmond’s voice from behind me. “Didn’t we just stitch that?” he said cynically, coming to where I could see the dark and spiteful murderous look on his face. He didn’t look like the handsome prince charming that had swept me off my feet at the ball, or the caring lover that I had shared an affectionate kiss with. He looked like a sadist, someone that enjoyed pain and suffering.

he screamed out loud then gave him an uppercut which sent him to the ground. Desmond move towards him and snapped his neck, he stood up and made to leave the place but he stopped. He returned and pick up the dagger and stab him countless times on his chest before slitting his throat just to be sure he doesn't have any power to resurrect himself. Desmond left the place and climb the stairs up to the main house not minding his nakedness. He went to the parlor and saw both mother and daughter sitting on the couch watching a movie. " aren't you too relaxed " Desmond said and they both sprang up to their feet with fear written all over their faces.

START VOLUME 4 Prologue Lance Now that the children are in New York, Leila isn’t the same. She’s moping around the castle and barely drinks enough blood to keep her body from desiccating. When a vampire desiccates, their body hardens, eventually withering away until they’re nothing but a useless shell, becoming living mummies. Although I would never let that happen to my Leila, I’m worried. I fear she may leave me if something doesn’t change between us soon.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV.