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'Speak, Mark, say what you have and let me decide afterwards. He answered him in a sympathetic tone that he could not hide, afraid of that truth which he began to suspect that not knowing it would be much more merciful to him than knowing it. Do you remember anything about your aunt Helen? » He asked, waiting for his answer, and Kayden furrowed his eyebrows, wondering why he was asking that question, but he did not discuss it, answering: "My aunt Helen died years before my birth, according to what the documents say, that she contracted a rare disease that affects female vampires, and she died as a result. »

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

“Nicholas Collins and Sonya killed Patrick before your dad arrived. Shot him point blank in the forehead. They are both claiming to be Alpha and Luna of the Red Moon Pack. Nick has already challenged him, claiming he is the rightful heir, but Collins denied the challenge because your dad has no Luna. You're going to have to challenge him with Eva by your side. Dante will be the Moon Council representative to oversee the fight, and Eva must hide her pregnancy at all costs, or the pup will be terminated. Furrowing my brow, I asked Gideon if he couldn't be the representative, and he shook his head. “I've been demoted due to Elvina dying under my watch, and Cedric refuses to return because he is

he called out, his tone firm but controlled. Tristan hesitated, his eyes flicking to Damian before returning to me. He drew the dagger away from my neck, his face still twisted in anger, but his actions stayed. Stepping forward, Damian called out to the witch leader, his voice low and commanding. "Hela," he said, and she bowed her head slightly, her eyes cast downward in a gesture of submission. "My Lord Dracula," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. She seemed to be scared of him, and the other witches seemed to share her fear. It was palpable, hanging in the air like a thick mist. I could feel it, and it only added to my own anxiety.

Thea snapped, but Rhea – having long since found that as an Angel of Hell, her fury was righteous – didn’t let anyone control her narrative. “I was getting ready for my duties,” Rhea replied, ignoring her aunt’s/sister’s tantrum. “I had just gotten out of the shower when Thea Holiday came into my room with a gun in her hand.” “You lying bitch!” It happened fast after that… Thea charged at Rhea – and she was going in for the kill! Her claws were out, ready and hungry for blood. The fury in her eyes transformed her face to something almost inhuman. Hell, there was even something demonic about her, as she half shifted to her wolf. Her mouth foaming and her fangs showing.

“You… are nothing… without me…” Vlad closed his hand and a ruby shadow emerged from the ring. The old Dracula’s body was lifted into the air. He screamed as his own power consumed him from within. In a matter of seconds, the body of the Prince of Darkness disintegrated into black ashes and smoke, carried away by the wind. Silence. The Skull Clan celebrated with roars, firing into the sky. Valkiria raised her bloodied blades and let out a fierce cry. Adrian smiled, exhausted and relieved. Isolde bowed her head in respect.

vampires and werewolves. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting eerie shadows across the town, the whispers of war grew louder. In the darkest corners of Orleana, vampires and werewolves gathered, their leaders strategizing and plotting, each seeking an advantage over the other. The streets, once bustling with life, now lay eerily silent, as if the town itself was holding its breath in anticipation of the chaos that was to come. In a dimly lit chamber beneath the town's largest estate, the hight twelve made up of the 12 most powerful and pure made vampires known as the elders where having a meeting to determine the fate of their race. Lord Valerian, one of the strongest vampire elders

- the old man says, hoping to get more of the sale. - Creature, do you know who I am? I am Aurelius, Dracula's right-hand man, Dracula, the father of all vampires. Are you sure you want to piss off my nest? Dracula's nest? In 1 second, I, alone, can destroy your whole pack, feed on your women and take all your children. - the vampire's voice was so commanding and frightening that the foxes whimpered and cowered. – My new offer for the girl is a third of what I paid for the dragon.

Alpha Draven saw the attack coming and sidestepped, catching Adrian's right hand, but Adrian was fast enough to slash at Draven's chest with his left hand. Adrian growled furiously as his uncle stumbled back, blood dripping down his chest. Adrian looked at his claws and smiled at his uncle, licking the blood of his claws. "Stop this, the both of you just stop," Hazel shouted. She didn't believe it would escalate into something like this. She stood up from her bed, unsure of what to do. She saw Adrian in his half-wolf form, standing with red eyes, fangs, and claws out, hair growing on different parts of his body.

I could feel my power hitting their reinforced threads and bouncing off, unable to break through their protection. They started moving again, slower now but still coming. "Mia!" Axel had pulled himself free and was running toward me. "You have to stop! You're burning yourself out!" "I can't stop!" Blood was pouring from my nose now, from my ears. My vision was going dark at the edges. "If I stop, they'll kill you!" "Then let me help." The voice came from behind me. I turned and saw Dracula standing in the ruined entrance of the lounge, his crimson eyes glowing with an ancient power that made the administrators look like cheap imitations.