Novel & Cerita Eric The Vampire True Blood

She frowned and then took another drink of her beer. “I bet that you spent your days making voodoo dolls of the Lycan Kings and Queens and stick pins in them!” This came from Eric who also worked in the kitchen. He had a darkness to him and had a rather interesting taste in dark humour. He was funny most of the time but somehow managed to take some of his jokes a little too far.

Little did he know that fate had intertwined his life with Emily's in ways he could never have anticipated. When Eric encountered Emily, an undeniable spark of recognition ignited within him. He felt an inexplicable draw to her, sensing a connection that transcended their individual circumstances. Unaware of Tyler's involvement with Emily, Eric's heart swelled with a newfound purpose—to protect her from his father's clutches and grant her the freedom she deserved. As the young werewolf confronted his father, Gerald's wrath and determination to maintain control only intensified. Eric pleaded with Gerald to spare Emily from the proposed forced mating, arguing that true love and happiness could

"Eric, there's a vampire sleeping in the garden" The man's eyes grew wide and for a moment he went stiff before glancing around before drawing closer to the woman. "What do you mean a vampire? Another one? You're the only one that should be here. Get rid of him" "I can't" She responded rubbing her arms and Eric quirked a brow asking a hidden question. "You don't understand he's sleeping and he's also a Pureblood. They the Monarchs of my world Eric and this one isn't ordinary. I can feel it"

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

However, I don't want to look at those files, not right now. I slump onto the sofa in my office, resting my head back. "Eric, I need blood." My breath starts to wheeze, unintentionally. Typically, this effect surfaces after a week, not five days. "You said—" "Please," I cut him off before he reminds me of my 'diet.' Eric is Alice's former butler from Russia, but he was once human. After I turned him, he started working for me. In my entire existence, I've only turned two humans, and I've never regretted turning Eric. I granted him full trust, and in return, he never disappointed me. In this world, perhaps only Eric, Greg, and Alice could kill me.

"What are you doing here''. Eric asked in anger the moment she left. "She is here with me, Eric.'' Kelvin spoke calmly. "I don't care, I just don't want this girl anywhere close to me.'' He muttered those words while staring at me with so much hate in his eyes. "Why? Because she is your mate?'' Kelvin demanded in annoyance. “Shit!'' I whispered. Hearing Kelvin say that, made me realize he was also a werewolf. That explains how he knew Eric. "She is not my mate, and can never be my mate.'' Eric grunted those words with so much anger in him.

“ Not easily. I helped him gather support from our Vampire friends. We were able to get almost 80% of the Vampires in the world to back him. We have been great friends since then.” In that instant, I felt a subtle change in the environment. I could taste the presence of great power. “ He is here,” Eric said as he went to open the door. “ Ah! My dear friend, Eric. What was so important that you had to call me so urgently? I had to fly all the way from Rivera to here.” His gruff voice echoed in the hall as he hugged Eric. My eyes widened. He had come all the way from Rivera. That was practically on the other side of the world. Just how old and powerful was he?

Hardin said behind me. I sighed again and sat on the bed. " I'm not leaving. You can start talking, that is if you are really interested in telling me things." His eyes took me in again, and somehow, it felt similar, or maybe my eyes were just playing tricks on me. "As I said earlier, I and Eric seem very different," he didn't try to sit or move closer to me. He didn't need to anyways since I could hear him clearly and I didn't want him carelessly reminding me of Eric. "Eric is not who you think he is. He's the worst of us. His first attitude was behaving unruly because he had the power and he was the next Lycan in line."

I release my wolf and let her deal with this creature before I cry out to Eric and have him join. Watching as if from a dream, I see my claws come out and feel my fangs tear her apart as I look on in wonder and feel no remorse for my actions. Eric comes running in as soon as he hears me cry out and scans the room for more vampires, but before he can turn around something hits him from behind coming out of the dark and knocks him clear across the room. Shaking his head, he bolts right up and launches himself at the shadowy figure in the corner. Thinking possibly that this is the lich’s doing, as soon as the vampire is cowering in front of me, I ask her before finishing her off, “Is this the

When he was certain that there were no people outside, he began to converse with his father. It was Viktor who notified Alpha Rodrigo that "Erica is alright, Dad," but that The Lost Werewolves have something to say to you." He said. "What exactly do you mean? And now you're going to say that Erica is in good shape despite the fact that she was tied to a tree earlier?" Alpha Rodrigo looked at him with bemusement. Viktor responded to his father by saying, "They only did that to gain our attention." "I just have a question, haven't you received a message from The Lost Werewolves recently, Dad?" Viktor was the one who inquired.