Fred Vampires の小説・ストーリー

As far as he knew, he was the only one of his original fellows to escape. Fred did not go by Fred when he talked to people or other vampires. He went by Loric, the name he had chosen when he became a vampire. Loric was a cool name, while Fred was kind of lame. No one could mess with Loric like they could with the name Fred. He thought Loric gave him some strength, but deep down, he knew that inside he was still Fred. If he had a dollar for every time someone had tried to insult him or make some stupid joke with his name as the basis, he would be a millionaire. He had heard all kinds of things—Freddie Kruger, as if it was his fault he had bad skin; Dead Fred was another, which was technically

Dean walks out of the trees, now fully dressed. "She is my mate, vampires. Do not even think about hitting on her, she is a werewolf and not into vampires. Do not even think about putting your filthy hands on her," Dean says. I am surprised I did not realize the creature before I was a vampire. "I am no ordinary vampire, and I am an original. My name is Vladimir. Keep yourself out of my business, werewolf. I am not afraid of you, and I can kill you with the snap of my finger," Vladimir says.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

Anything that could stop from killing Marcus had to be strong because I and Jake had planned hard enough to make sure everything falls in place. “How is that possible?” “That if Marcus goes to Frederick first though” he said and I was even more confused “Can you do me a favour and speak English” “Frederick is an ancient vampire. He has been dead all this while. He is awake now and if it is the same Frederick I knew for year, there is cause to panic. He is very powerful and if Marcus ask for his help and he agrees, it is over for all of us. Marcus will continue being powerful and we will have to worship him for a long while”

Now that they had run into a money tree like Francis, they were going to take him away. Francis was shocked. The three of them were still planning to kill Frederick and kidnap him even after he paid them. How perverse! Frederick suddenly appeared in front of Steve like a ghost. His speed stunned Steve, who took a step back fearfully. "H-How did you move so quickly? Are you a human or a ghost?" Frederick smiled. "I'm human. The one that's a ghost is behind you." Frederick made several weird gestures and muttered, "Angry spirits roaming the earth, come forth and seek vengeance. I, Frederick, will aid you, but you must return to the afterlife once you're done."

the vampire says with a warm but fake smile. "You," I whisper, petrified.

"We didn't ask you to torture them-" Jonathan was before him in a fraction of a second, cutting Boss off. His eyes flashed and Boss let out a strangled gasp. "But you did ask for our help all the same." Jonathan said, his tone taking on an otherworldly demonic hiss. "You allowed my father access to this plane to fight this war. What do you even think when you ask for help to a half Vampire and half wizard like me. Do not complain at our methods for winning. My mother is still your Queen, and my father is still a devil son. So, it makes me worse than two." Man stepped forward then. "The vampire is young, Prince. He still feels a connection to humanity. Do not take his words to heart. We are v