Edgar Vampirina Novels & Stories

I guess she's still our friend after all. "I have something to tell you." I'm shocked. Rhea said more than three words to me. I'm getting kinda scared, is this about Sarah? "Sure, come in and have a seat." She closed the door behind her and came in. I put down the books in my hand and sat in front of her. I stared at her as if trying to collect information from a book, I was trying to guess what she wanted to say. She rubbed her palms together and looked me straight in the eye. Her seriousness is scaring the shit out of me but I'm trying to keep my cool, the future king of a vampire kingdom can not afford to be scared of a serious conversation.

Her body got slammed on the wall, making a terrible painful scream to escape her lips. "How dare you bitch call my mate a bitch, you would have told me you needed death so I could file it in the council that you no longer wished to live but want to die in my hands" Blade said, walking towards her, she was a strong vampiress, a hit on the wall would not cause much effects on her. "She is a bitch, I heard she is a werewolf, our worst enemy, and she trembles when she sees a man, she is a whore who covers her dirty clothing under pretentious act!"

Ember stood there and watch the two of them talk in cryptic. “So you know, Uncle?” Uncle Felix heaved out a sigh. “Let him answer my question first, Ember.” “I apologize. My name is Raverine Agustine. I am not a shadow vampire but a scavenger. The only reason why you think I am a shadow vampire because my vampire smell is faint. Your guards cannot truly determine whether I am a vampire or not.” “And why is that? If you are a scavenger, you would’ve give away your scent to them before you could even get inside the hospital.”

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

54 Isabella I received the report in the middle of the night,it was in the form of a zipped folder and a six-line email from a woman named Sandra Vega,a former NYPD who is now a private investigator with a specialty in corporate scandals and rich people who lie. I stared at the email for a full minute before clicking it open. “Initial findings attached. Sensitive material. Password: VICTORIAN. More soon.” I opened the file. Entered the password. And held my breath.

“And you obeyed.” “She is your partner. Not your subordinate.” Edda held my gaze. “Your mistake was thinking you could protect her by hiding the world from her. She isn’t a hothouse flower, Löwe. She is a vampire orchid. She grows in darkness. She feeds on shadows. And you know that.” The silence stretched between us. She was right. And that infuriated me more than any apology ever could. “Still. Next time, you warn me.” She gave a half-smile, a low and almost imperceptible sound, and nodded.

an elder stands from her seat her voice laces with surprise. “The prophecy of the blood bride seems to be true because the girl you see here can be best described as “best of both worlds” she is a vampire and witch as well.” As if I was with disease, every vampire around me shifted so as not to contact it maybe. Disgust spread through their faces. “What are you doing Tyril?” I whisper to Tryil who is behind me with a knowing smile. “What a Vampire prince like me should do, protect his people from foes.”

I asked her as i rubbed my palms together and she nodded before pulling me into her for a hug. "Of course, Wu" She whispered into my ears before pulling me away to give me a kiss. "We're in a graveyard" I teased before she playfully took me by my hands to run, our legs digging into the snowy grounds as she smiled. And then i threw one final glance at the book that almost took eternity to write and looking at the boldened title from afar— VAMP —i smiled, because this was the story of us. And not just because it was finally my big break but also because i knew she would love it. Afterall, you did. THE END.

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