Novel & Cerita Dwarves Blood Guts

Indra and Cain are talking into the empty air. "I mean, what are they doing?" sighs Vimar. "Look at their faces. Looks like Cain wants to attack someone. I wonder what he's so upset about?" Vimar laughs out loud. "Look at those silly dwarves. They look terrified. What has made them so afraid?" Cain drags the dwarves out to Ulo. "You get two for the price of one," he says, looking pleased. "They look like they been cut from the same cloth, so maybe the value is only half," Ulo says unimpressed with what he sees.

he explained and slowly started to approach. "S-Silver forest!?" "Yes, Silver Forest. Legend has it that in this forest there are creatures that suck human blood until they die. They are called vampires. You know the legend I'm talking about right?" #to be continued in Chapter 1.2 - Raizel Harrison de Haltz

Fimrouck scratches his beard. "For the granddaughter of my old friend, I want to do something special. Have you ever heard of a vessel weapon?" He asks. "I've heard of them but I thought they were a legend," I reply. The dwarf sets down his glass with a half smile. "Aye, they may be a legend to some, but I assure you, boy, they are quite real. A vessel weapon is the hardest to forge. Only five people in the entirety of Midgar can forge them," he explains.

It was different from their world where the day and night differs. "It would be hard for Steve and his family to roam about now. He dare not come out when it's sunny" "You also realize that we can't change when it's day, Alpha" "I know. It would be possible when we've found the lost blood" Elon smirked. His omega, Dean, stared at him with a confused expression. "Lost blood? Where are we going to find that?"

Gerard monitored the situation. Getting out of the car when faced with dozens of strange creatures wasn't a smart idea. Even if they were just dwarves. The dwarves didn't move, only their eyes blink. The only sign they were alive. From where he was, Gerard could see their angry faces. Gerard chuckled. "What do they want?!" he muttered irritably. He rolled down the window and shout. "Do you know where Mehlev lives? I need to see him!" Gerard spoke clearly. It was only a deaf person who could not hear his shout in the silent night.

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

"And in the Bulgarian legends, folklore has it that a dhampire must also feed on human blood to sustain its existence. In Serbian tales, the dhampire has an oversized head and a small body with no shadow. Other myths say that those dhampires have slippery and jelly-like bodies with no bones, no fingernails and also a deep mark on their backs as though they are missing a tail." Then Cammie shuddered in disgust. Alyssa also grimaced along. I looked at both of my best friends, trying to keep a straight face. But I still felt like bursting into tears. This was the most insulting thing I had ever heard in my entire life. I know I don't look as beautiful as Cammie or as preppy as Alyssa, but I'm s

How hard could that be, huh? Well it turned out to be bloody damn hard! Until I met him. You see, living with those bastards of a keeper was something I'd never imagined myself doing. I was so close into thrusting my dagger into one's throat when the bad-mannered saphead rudely mention that no beast was allowed into the keeper's fortress. Even after Kedar's strange men had pleaded on my behalf, telling him that Lavi was my assigned animal protector. And by strange men, I meant dwarves. Short, ugly, mutilated face like a bag of well chewed caramel. Yes. Those dwarves. But the moment we arrived at the gates of their fortresses, they sprayed something colbalt blue like on their skins and instan

The liquid inside was dark amber and smelled strong enough to burn the hair from my nose. “No.” The dwarf blinked. “You have to drink. There is no other option.” “I don't drink with strangers.” The dwarf's companion laughed. “Everyone drinks with strangers.” The dwarfs exchanged a look. The first pushed the cup toward me again. “The head digger doesn't speak to sober outsiders.” I glanced toward the far end of the cavern. “Then tell him I'm not an outsider.” “You're not a dwarf.” “I didn't say I was.” “You're a woman.”

"Well, there was this time that I had a vampire friend named Ethan. He liked to suck the blood of dwarves." "Dwarves what other creatures are there in the world that I don't know about?" "Well, let's see there are unicorns, goblins, witches, vampires, and dragons. Oh and gnomes, and the occasional elf appears on the globe once in a while. And then there are the damn sirens which I have yet to figure out where they're located."