Funny Vampire Lines Mga Nobela at Kwento

His ocean blue eyes are now dark and the pain is clear in them. I raise my hands and touch his cheeks. I caress his face and look him in the eyes. "Damien," I call him out. "Imagine this: a perfect life as a child with a big family to love and cherish. I was a young Vampire by then. All that mattered to me was my parents and my family. As a bloodline Vampire, my parents were also bloodline Vampires. Blood line vampires are original vampires not the turned ones. Bloodline Vampires are the only vampires who can have magical abilities," he says and then shuts his eyes. He rubs his forehead and then continues his narration.

I barely saw the light begin to flood in before I saw panic begin to flash in Does eyes. I already knew it was in mine. "Who the HELL just did that!?" The vampire yelled with a rugged voice, waking up any of the pets that weren't already awake. No one responded. I'm pretty sure half of them were still pretending to be asleep. That was a pretty common thing to do amongst pets as long as you knew how to control your breathing. I was just grateful that no one was going to call me out. "Really?!," the vampire snarled, "No one's gonna fess up to it?"

Vic, the ruthless vampire leader, led his bloodthirsty cohorts through the streets, leaving devastation in their wake. Vic, his eyes glinting crimson in the sunlight, reveled in the pandemonium he unleashed. His voice, commanding and cold, echoed through the tumultuous scene. "Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!"

"where the f*ck have you being vampire... Are you trying to breach our deal or what! " Melanie snapped she really had a very bad mouth, looking at the Vampire who turned to look at her with an angry and mean look, his long canines were now visible for the first time and his eyes turn bloodshot red, there were streaky lines of blood veins on his face and he looked like a horror charecter from a TV series. Melanie recoiled in fear and stood besides Ryker. "you don't talk to me anyhow pup..im still your great grand uncle and I tell you this,I can kill even my own blood so don't mess with me! "

We aren’t strong enough! Frustration surges through me, and the vampire chuckles above me, smiling into my face. “Are those tears?” He drags a finger underneath my eyes, collecting a single tear. “It is...” his scary smile widens. “That’s lovely: I love it when my victims are terrified. It makes the blood taste even sweeter!”

“DON’T YOU DARE TO CALL MY WOMAN THAT, YOU FILTHY VAMPIRE!” The vampire gets back up, even though he is still tied up. “Hahahaha...glory and power to the great Vlad!” The vampire said with a burst of laughter and lashes out at Darren and manages to injure his arm. I blink at the sight of Darren’s blood. “Hahahah....you useless dogs never can....” He shouldn’t have hurt my Darren. My body is now wrapped in black souls and my eyes are completely red. “Darren...blood...death!” I throw myself at the vampire and hit him violently and said, “You could have run away...it was better...but hitting my man...is digging your own grave!”

The woman coughed up blood into her face, the look on that face priceless to her “now you and yours are ours” she said into that womans face The woman stared as a moan of pain made it passed the mouth full of blood “say it” she demanded “yours...” the woman said coughing up blood She took out the stake and used the tip to cut a line on her wrist offering it to the woman who had fallen on her knees. The woman spit out whatever was in her mouth then took her hand taking her wrist to her mouth and pulling her blood and her eyes closed at the ecstasy of the vampire feeding, which shouldn’t have happened , the woman hadn’t bit her. Either way she pulled that hair, the woman complied and her lips

Eliza nods and Crow holds up a hand, she looks at him, “I’m so sorry, Darlin’. But I’m just rememberin’ somethin’ you said before. Blood-bagged Vampires?” She nods, furrowing her brows a little, “Yeah, he’s been importing blood-bagged vampires from New York, until a few days ago, when we cut off his supply line. We have no idea what he’s doing with them. It’s an abhorrent practice to start with, but drinking from Vampires would be stupid, and wrong on several levels.” Ash grumbles,

Nyx’s voice is sharp, filled with command. “Lorenzo, to the left! We need to hold that line!” I snap into action without hesitation. My muscles tense, my senses alive as I shift with the speed of a predator. The first wave of enemies crashes into us, their faces gleaming in the moonlight—vampires. They’re fast, relentless. Their eyes burn with malice, and I can feel the cold fury from across the clearing. “Move!” Nyx barks again, her blades slashing through the air as she takes down a vampire with a swift strike to the neck. I hear the sickening thud of its body hitting the ground, but I’m not slowing down.

Therefore, this vampire made a thoughtful, brooding look. Oralie still looked over and saw the girl sitting there saying nothing, just, her brows furrowed a little. Oralie didn't say anything either and turned back to the table, setting the wine glass firmly on the table. Next, she took out a knife from her body, and quickly and fluently cut a line on her wrist.