Drusilla Vampire の小説・ストーリー

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

She sighed and lifted her head to look at me; her eyes flooding with tears. Ruby explained everything she saw in her dream but then paused and asked, “Why were they drinking vampire blood? It made no sense…” “Sometimes if a vampire is desperate enough and there's no other choice, they will resort to drinking vampire blood,” I explained. “It’s gross, but it does happen occasionally.” “Well, it happened with all of them…” she whispered. I thought about that youngest one, Natalia, and I shuddered. “Even the young one?” Ruby’s brows raised as she studied me.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Yet within a single night, she had become a discarded outcast. A vampire without Coven protection was the lowest existence in their world. “You deserve to be abandoned by Vivienne Sterling!” Ava Morgan shrieked. “That’s why she left you—because she was completely disappointed in you!” “Everything you’re suffering now is the price for the pain you caused her!” Dominic Costa snapped. With a wave of his hand, he activated a Blood Suppression Command, crushing her to the floor. “Silence.” “You filthy creature—you dare speak her name?”

“It is too dark for me, especially for someone like me who prefers the opposite.” “That must be pretty hard living with.” She inhales sharply. “I do the opposite of everything. I let animals free during hunting, I don't like drinking blood, and I hate attending the gothic parties. I could on and on.” “I'm so sorry you have to live with this, but trust we are not much different. I just discovered I'm a vampire with a very bad blood lust and so much more I'm yet to comprehend.” We walked to the windows at the end of the hallway, looking out at the village. We watch outside in silence for a bit.

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

“I am a Vampire bitch! This can’t hurt me. I untouchable.” She cocked her head to the right and gave off a smirk. “Wait for it! Yes, you are touchable, and you Prick.” Then he burst in dust like he was never there. Between her secret sauce and the rusted iron rod, it was the only thing that would kill a Vampire. As she walks over to Natalie and dust herself off, she reaches for Natalie. “Come on, let’s get you home to your aunt’s and you can tell me all about why you were here, what that Vampire has to do with you, and why was he such a nasty mood.”

She mumbled and went on to find more vampires. Not even five minutes passed, and she saw another vampire. This time, she was sure that the vampire was a newborn. The vampire’s iris were dilated, and she was hissing like a rabid animal, all signs of a vampire that had fully succumbed to their bloodlust. Alice didn’t hesitate and shot the woman in the head before killing her. Fortunately, they didn't have to bother about cleaning up at times like this. One gush of wind, and the ashes scatter and join the land.

Her monstrous voice and angry tone was making all the vampires shiver in fear. Her nails grew longer and sharper. Her hair changed their colours. From strawberry blonde, her hair turned blood red. Her skin turned pale. Her fangs were longer and sharper than any vampire had ever had in the history of the vampires. Her lips turned red as if she might have drank blood from a host. Her eyes were black and her orbs were red as blood. Within the blink of an eye, Dabria reached the other corner of the pantry. She jerked her hands to get the blood off of her nails. Within a mere second, she killed about fifty of the vampires who were still alive. She stabbed one of the vampires with the immortal sla

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black