Die Vampirschwestern 3 Novels & Stories

“Your mate must be someone worthy of the title of Luna, like my daughter… not whatever that Valeria girl is.” “A witch and a werewolf.” A woman’s voice speaks from behind me. In the darkest corner, three women sit, unnoticed until now. They rise and step into the light, long dark dresses flowing, adorned with jewelry, charms, and crystals. Each is strikingly different. The tallest has a bald head and deep, dark skin. The one in the middle has long red hair, pale skin, and piercing dark eyes. The third has straight blond hair to her shoulders and light blue eyes that gleam in the dim glow.

A warning. Footsteps, too light for deer. I stopped breathing. Then I turned. They were there. The same three. The rogue vampires. The woman stood in front, her perfect hair and sharp coat pristine despite the undergrowth. The shorter man flanked her left, hands in his pockets like this was a casual run-in. The tall one stood to her right, silent but alert, eyes locked on me like a predator sizing up prey. This time, none of them smiled. “You came back,” the woman said.

He staggered back and loosened his grip, which allowed her to break free. Knowing that she didn't stand a chance at repossessing her sword, she pulled one of the smaller daggers out of her belt and launched it at the vampire, who had now regained his focus and was heading for her. The dagger struck him in the heart and a loud shriek escaped him as he burst into flames, ending up as nothing more than a pile of ash within seconds.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

Van must have been very confident in the abilities of the individuals she placed on this team as their task would not be easy. As Ward had explained it, Dracula had a lair beneath the castle where he held three temptress Vampires. They were extremely dangerous assassins who had the ability to manipulate their opponents, particularly those of the male variety. Van offered no explanation for why she had chosen this particular group, but Ward assured them it was purposeful. Perhaps she knew they were the least likely to be distracted by the sirens’ beauty.

Gudrun adds, as the proud witch did not make mine to continue. Marta's face is closed. I can not tell if she is angry or just focused. I will probably never learn to fully understand her. "I have contacted some of our sisters abroad”. Siri speaks again. “They have access to the original prints of The Witch Hammer. There must be a more effective way to neutralize ... vampires”. "Should I just sit down and wait for Casper's so - called lord to come after me ?" “You have to keep a cool head and concentrate on our calling. As your elder tells you, there is someone on the case”.

I said lightly. “Have you gotten used to it?” “Sort of. Still figuring things out.” I paused. “I told you about the recent deaths, right?” She nodded, her brows drawing together. “Yeah. Vampires and wolves, right?” “Three in total,” I said, my voice quieter now. “All of them found on the outskirts. Burnt. But not by sunlight. It wasn’t natural. The smell lingers even after they’re moved. Like scorched flesh and ash soaked into the ground.”

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. The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.

He starts beating on Alessia, scratching at her as we listen to the gurgling sound of him drowning in his own blood. With the vampire still hanging from her mouth, she turns to see that two other wolves have arrived and are taking out the last three vampires. Cyran rips the head off of his and turns to us. Alessia steps on the body of the vampire she’s dragging by its throat before shaking her head viciously, tearing the vampire’s head from its body. The other two wolves make short work of the last two vampires. Alessia puts her nose in the air, sniffing to see if there are any more. She gives a short bark letting everyone know that there are no more.