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, Dracula said. He signalled to Cobra, who was holding the report, to read it out loud for all in the court to hear. Cobra came forward and read out the report. "Lord Dracula, The king of Vampires, The lord of the Dark, and The immortals, We are positive the witch, Mildred, has created another monster from her dark magic who lures vampires with live human baits dripping blood to their doom.

Only one person would use such symbolic language. I picked up the vase with hands that trembled slightly. There was a card attached to a thin cord. The handwriting was not Cassius’s. It was strong, angular, almost engraved. “Dracula vampira. Thrives in darkness, but does not survive without a touch of light. Requires special care. Cannot be treated like the others. Some rare things need shadow to reveal their true beauty.” I read the words once, twice, three times. Each syllable was a balm on the open wounds of my soul.

I arrived at Dracula's study and see his mighty library , I begin looking for the red book, but I've forgotten which column he was talking about, was it the first or second or 37th about 1000 shelves in here damn I am stuck Does he even read any of them? Suddenly Dracula walks in, I hide out of fear

She forced me to tilt my face up toward hers, her grip like a vise. "What the fuck?" I gasped, struggling against her hold. My scalp was burning where she was holding me. Rachel's face twisted, her lips curving into this sinister, knowing smirk. "Did you suddenly forget who I am? Did you forget that I’m fucking different from you pathetic humans?" Her voice was low, a dangerous growl that vibrated right through me. And then… her fangs lengthened, and her eyes… they glowed red. An eerie, terrifying red.

But as Kaelen half-carried me up the stairs, past the unconscious form of the mercenary, Lyra’s voice stopped us, thin and reedy with a new terror. She was pointing at the grimoire in my limp grasp. Where the symbol on the cover had glowed with soft, silver light, a new, ugly color was now bleeding into it. A vein of corrosive, sickly green was crawling through the spiral, like a poison working its way through a bloodstream. “The Defiler felt it,” she whispered, her face ashen. “He felt you use the Symphony. You have shown him the key is not just alive… but that it can already turn the lock.”

"Well, there's this rare medical text about supernatural healing that's been out of print for decades amongst the supernatural community. 'Advanced Lycanthrope Physiology and Trauma Response' by Dr. Elena Vasquez. Rikka mentioned it once during a conversation about why werewolf healing varies between individuals. Said she'd always wanted to read it but couldn't find a copy anywhere." The thoughtfulness of such a gift made my chest warm. "That sounds perfect for her." "I spent three months tracking down a first edition copy through antiquarian book dealers. Cost me pretty much all my savings, but I finally found one." Jordan's voice held quiet pride. "I thought maybe I could give it to her wh

He flipped through the pages until he landed on whatever he was looking for. “It was a little hard to find, but I did thankfully. And, your majesty. The shadow syndicate was a force to be messed with.” I moved closer to see what he was talking about. In the textbook, there was only a few paragraphs, it was basically saying something about them being some ancient society that commanded world order and at some point they reigned dominion overall species of life. “They’re Druids. Or in this since, were. According to the text, they are extinct. Killed in some massive war against the witches.”

I confessed, “He definitely won't smile at us and let us have it.” “Your friend, Lavanya blurted out and we all snapped our heads seriously to look at her. “Alpha Vargus's friend,” she added. “My friend who?” Alpha Vargus asked innocently. “She's talking about Dracula,” Clara declared and Lavanya gave her a thumbs up. “Why should I bring Dracula into this?” Alpha Vargus asked, “I told you… he's very obsessed with privacy.”

I grabbed Creed’s arm and nudged him to sit back down. “You said you had a book about blessed werewolves?” Drake asked. “Yah, I was looking through it before all of you got here.” I grabbed the book off my stand and handed it to Drake. “I want to see if there’s anything about the prophecy witch in here. Maybe there’s more to the story,” Drake said as he started flipping through the pages. “I didn’t think of looking for it because she was a witch.” Drake nodded as he continued to look.