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Dracula mocked and I wiped the sweat from my face. The third task was to pick the right colour. All the colours were black. How would I differentiate black from black?. "Dracula this is shit, open the door now you fool or you would regret it" I yelled, hitting the glass barrier. "You have three hours left. You have two options, either you stay idle for the next three hours or you complete the game and go to your big lonely house?" Dracula declared, playing with the red button. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, it just doesn't add up.

I hiss as I end up landing on top of him. As I let my fangs lengthen I whisper in his ear, "This time I will make sure you don't!" I pull his head to the side with force and sink them into his neck tearing just a little so I don't have to remove my fangs. It is not wise for a vampire to take a life while drinking or in a fit of rage because it can lead to bloodlust and the transfer of their power but for this one time, I made an exception, I drink and drink and drink until I feel him stop struggling and I feel his heart stop beating. I remove my fangs from his neck but don't retract them and hiss loud as the power of a werewolf Alpha runs through me adding to my own power, I jump off the bed

The hybrid would need to suck on blood and feed for him to regain his strength, and Drake was an easy target. “Clubs are open for all, wolves, vampires, and witches, or do you have a sign that says otherwise, because I don’t recall seeing one.” He said, glaring at me. Elena handed him a bottle of water and another closed black bottle. He raised an eyebrow at her and she nodded.

A perfect fit. The old man turned the key, and as he did, the ground beneath Scarlet shook. He stepped back, and the gold door opened on its own. The site took Scarlet’s breath away. Shining, golden rays of light radiated out of the chamber, filling the tunnels. It was so bright, the vampires had to turn and look away. Only the old man continued to stare, his large pale blue eyes transfixed, as he stepped forward. He reached out, and grabbed hold of something with his hands.

Anita sat on her bed reading one of the books Constantine gave her. Dracula documentaries "....The meaning of his name Dracula is 'Son of the dragon'. He being not just evil but also transforms people into evil. He is condemned to live on human blood for all eternity. Even if it's just a Story there are things we have to understand, that evil will always hunt good.... Hmm interesting."

I walked out of the room. Later I was feeling hungry so, I called in one of the maids and ordered to get me a drink. If it wasn't for that filthy human I would have satisfied myself to the fullest, to refreshing fresh blood. Fortunately one of the maids appointed recently was half human. Even though it tasted sour it could help lessen the need to drink this stinky human dry. She offered her neck and let me sink my fangs. When she got limp I let her go and decided to roam around that is when I met Ryson, my friend who understand the pain I go through, at least he understands some of it.

Maximus, Georgia, and Luna, standing as a united front, awaited Dracula's response. "I have observed the unfolding events with great interest," Dracula remarked. "The moonlit mark is a rare occurrence, and Luna's presence in this alliance is a testament to the intricate dance between werewolves and vampires. As you step into my castle, let it be known that the alliance between our packs and kingdoms will be tested and strengthened within these walls."

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

Blood dripped from his mouth and he wiped it with the back of his palm. Dick laid on the ground, shaking like a wet kitty with his arms shielding his face. "Now, it's your turn." Dracula grinned maliciously with an appetite as large as a tank. He grabbed Dick by the collar and raised him up to the sky with a dark look. "Don't kill me, please." Dick whimpered, eyes screwed shut in fear. "I'll serve you, I'll do anything. Please, spare my life." "Really?" Dracula arched his brows and smirked, while Dick nodded rapidly with shaky lips.