Does Alaric Become A Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I know you hate the Sullivans, but even the elders approve of Castellana as our luna. Wouldn't that be enough reason to accept her? Unless you want to be with Reina Harven." "I will choose Reina over that vampire-blooded woman any time," Alaric responded. Those words did not surprise Zack at all. Knowing the alpha, he won't be changing his mind unless a miracle happens. He was about to excuse himself, however, he noticed something black seemingly sticking out of the alpha's collar. "What's that on your neck?" he questioned.

he growled. “Save me the soap opera. I am all up for power. You are just a sorry excuse for a supernatural being. Come on, a vampire who turned out to be just a softie? Pathetic,” that seemed to rile him up as he reached for me through the gate and the bars burned his hands. “I guess the big, bad Alaric is not so bad after all. Now, you let me out of here and let me find Evanora, or I will escape and you will all suffer the consequences. Wherever she is, I will find her soon.”

Alaric screamed Kaiden was tired of hearing Alaric talk about Freya and now he wanted to attack him, that was the last straw for the prince, he took Alaric’s arms and twisted them till he heard a crack that sent the vampire shouting in pain “ fuck! My hand!” “ Don’t be a baby, you can handle a little pain,” he called before walking over to the hands, he looked around as he got the smell that belonged to the deer, “ you fucking bastard!”

Alaric leaned back against the mahogany chair, his expression visibly baffled as pieces of the past rearranged themselves in his mind. He narrowed his eyes at the siblings before him—Carlos, who once was Victor, and Selene, now reborn as Lysandra. Their interactions held a strange, almost familial rhythm. And something about the aura of the current Vellaria clan—the reigning vampire nobility—matched theirs too closely. Then, as if finally connecting the dots, Alaric asked slowly, his voice low with disbelief: "Wait… you two—were you married before? You birthed the reigning Vellaria vampires? Our bloodline…?"

Flesh tore, bones cracked, and the grass turned scarlet beneath their paws. King Alaric raised his hand, and the vampires surged into the fray, ripping through rogue wolves as if they were stuffed toys. But victory was short-lived. Alaric’s eyes widened as he saw a dark elf ram a stake into a vampire’s chest. Snarling, he leapt and tore out the elf’s heart with his bare hand.

The loud beating of my heart overshadowed Elisa’s cry, but somehow, even in my painful transformation, I could still feel everything she felt. The fear, the hesitation… The worry. Maybe for me, or for herself - but she stood clutching the housekeeper tightly. The furs pierced through my skin, and the claws paved their own way through my flesh. My bones shattering as it gave way to the monster unfolding. I finally stood on my two feet and stared down at both women, as my body completed the painful change. The raw acidic smell of blood blinded my reasoning, and I could barely make out their expression through my bloodshot eyes.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

He knew their paths would diverge, their destinies forever apart, but the memory of their intimate encounter would forever be imprinted upon his immortal soul. With a final, longing glance, the vampire silently departed, melting into the shadows with a blend of longing and melancholy. Amira stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open, as if awakening from a dream. A radiant smile graced her lips, unaware of the nocturnal visitor who had gifted her with an awakening, both sensual and profound. ________________________________

Who was crying, her hands were dripping blood and there was a man beside her who was holding her not to fall to the ground. "Evangeline!" Abu whispered and a member of angels cane down the skies and he saw Kram. "Archangel," he said in a soft voice as he faced him. Kram glanced at him and he saw Kram's face filled with sorrow. "We're too late! They already multiply," he said and Abu felt a pang in his heart as he watched Evangeline who was trying hard to stop his son who became obsessed with power and in wanting to rule the world. He saw Evangeline running towards her son who was fighting with his father at the top of a rooftop of a huge building, but then another vampire came in front of he