Novel & Cerita Fat Vampire From Blade

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.

With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…" A scream echoed through the air as he slapped her harshly across the face. He inserted the dagger between her thighs, his tone frosty as he asked, "Was this what you did to my child?" With each word Tristan spoke, his voice grew quieter. Soon, all that could be heard were Delilah's faint gasps. The live stream flickered with static, but the ban still hadn't been enforced. I felt a chill down my spine as I met his eyes on-screen.

Cruz whispered, his voice hoarse with disbelief. My body went cold. “What?” The figure walked closer, his face coming into focus beneath the dim light. Those sharp eyes, that familiar jawline. He looked older, and harder, but it was him. It was Blade. The man in black’s face twisted in rage. “Impossible.” Cruz was shaking against his restraints, his voice trembling. “You’re dead… I saw—” Blade’s lips curved into the faintest smirk. “You should know by now, little brother… I don’t die that easily.”

Okay, how dangerous is this Nora for Diane to warn me about her so intensely, well, I guess I will soon find out huh. “ You don't need to worry about me sister, I'm not a child, and I'm definitely not dying by the hand of a darkwood, I don't care if she is a knife, I am a Blade and I will not lose,” I said. “Ohh, really, well, it's nice to see you remember who you are.” “ I never forgot Diane, I am Blade and that won't ever change and as for Nora, I will handle her, so mind your business and also stop pissing off Sophie,” I said.

He stepped inside the demon’s swing, pivoted sharply— And drove his blade upward beneath the general’s armor. The steel stopped just short of Kharvek’s throat. Silence fell instantly. The duel was over. Kharvek froze. Adrian held the blade steady. “Yield,” Adrian said quietly. The demon’s jaw tightened. But he finally lowered his weapon. “I yield.” Adrian stepped back. The court erupted again—some cheering, others murmuring in disbelief. High above them, Vaelreth stood slowly from his throne.

Haris was taken aback when he saw Adrian's attack. He had a deep impression of the Inferno Purgatory. It was this move that told him that Adrian’s weapons were top-notch treasures. As someone from Blade's Reach, Haris had been around weapons since childhood, particularly swords. Adrian's Divine Frost Slayer Blade was the most enigmatic weapon he had ever encountered. It seemed to possess a consciousness of its own, making it extraordinarily mysterious. As for the Hellblade, he deduced from his clashes with Adrian that it was an exceptionally rare and valuable weapon.

I was still in my wolf form, though I could barely move an inch. Vampires. The scent of their skin was like dead carcasses, rotten over a long time. That stench was unforgivable. “We have the final piece,” one of them said. “Take out his heart!” One other removed a blade from his side as he boldly approached me. My eyes caught the blade as I had flashbacks to where I had seen that particular blade before. I gasped inwardly when I realised I had seen it in one of my most recent and frequent nightmares. The blade that was used in stabbing my brother.

Yet, at that moment, Vincent seemed intent on regaining his honor no matter what Fane said. Vincent sneered, "I won't let you die so easily. You'll pay for what you said earlier! You'll die an incredibly painful death!" It was a curse from the bottom of his heart. Fane could not longer take it as he proceeded to pull out his sword from Mustard Seed. The gray blade caused a chill in everyone's hearts. The blade had taken countless lives, and the ones who died from the blade were mostly talented warriors! It gave the blade an impressive aura around it even without any true energy being sent inside.