Novel & Cerita Glass Houses Morganville Vampires

“Everyone will know soon… The hybrid belongs to the King. She’s the key to ending the old war.” Edwin twisted the stake deeper. The vampire screamed again. I felt it then — a sharp, burning pain shooting down my spine. My hands started trembling violently. The green haze in my vision grew stronger. I could hear heartbeats. Three of them. Loud. Too loud. “Clark…” My voice came out weak. He looked up instantly, eyes wide with panic. “Azalea?” The intruder took advantage. He headbutted Edwin and flung him off, then yanked the stake from his own shoulder with a sickening sound. Before Sorin could react, the vampire hurled a shard of broken glass straight at me.

he told me and then he was gone and left me alone with the ghost of a woman I had loved. I stumbled out of the room and made my way down the winding stone stairs until I reached the garden where the lemon trees were sagging under the weight of the salt air and I found the small wooden cabinet hidden behind a statue of a weeping angel. I ripped the door open and grabbed a handful of the glass vials and I didn't even use a syringe but I just smashed the top off one and swallowed the liquid because I needed the burning to stop.

He still had the broad, carved shoulders of an active competitor, a sharp, unforgiving jawline, and eyes the pale, striking color of winter ice. For the past month, those eyes had looked at Naomi with nothing but dismissive irritation, viewing her as a PR hire with a tragic backstory. Right now, however, he wasn't looking at her like she was a charity case. He was looking at her like she was a problem he couldn't solve. "Coach Vance," Naomi said, stepping away from her team to meet him halfway. She kept her chin lifted, refusing to let him tower over her despite his height advantage. "Did you need something? We're a bit busy celebrating a gold in lane seven."

The ammunition holder was wrapped around her waist like a belt. After passing through the gate, Milla saw a mansion. It was probably a hundred years old. She had to hand it to Rollin for being able to keep that place a secret that long. The mansion is very grand, as is everything it has. At that moment, Milla felt the presence of a vampire. Her chest heaved. She still didn't know where the tungsten vault was where a Silver Blood could be kept, if Silver Blood was indeed the vampire she felt. Usually, she searches for the vault first but earlier, the vampires attacked her first.

I nodded so quickly it looked like I was desperate. Morgana laughed…high and wild and delighted, like breaking glass made of bells. Then she grabbed my wrist so fast I didn’t feel the pain until my blood was already dripping. She lifted my wrist to her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine as though searching for my reaction and drank. Fucking blood-sucking vampire. I forced a wince to stay in character and nearly gave her a hard knock on the skull when she started grinning. “Deal sealed, little wolf,” she said minutes later.

The moonlight shone bright overhead, I stood in the middle of a field; then a bright red light began to shine over me, I felt a sharp pain in my heart before collapsing to the ground. At the same moment, I saw wolves appear from the woods, Jackson, in his human form, leading them, then I saw the red eyes of the vampires appear from the other side of the woods, with the King leading them. I watched them, they were silent, and then both of them raised their fists in the air before yelling, “Charge!” At that moment, they began running; Jackson shifted as he ran. I screamed but nothing happened, the pain in me grew worse as I clutched the ground for support. My body was on fire as I turned onto

The door didn’t have a lock so he used a chair to hold it so that no one would be able to come in. After the door had been locked, he gave a signal to Hillary who then reached into her pocket and brought out a bottle of sleeping gas they had bought earlier. She unclogged it and threw it on the floor. The gas then began to seep out very quickly and within a matter of seconds the whole room was filled with fog and all the human gangsters lay on the floor, unconscious. The vampires, who remained standing, were unaffected by the sleeping gas. “Let’s start before anyone comes here. We don’t want to have to erase the memory of the whole village,” Dana said as she picked up one of the men.

he waved at me before turning around to leave. Mr. Morgan was sitting behind his desk when I came in, his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as he skimmed through seemingly hundreds of sheets of papers stacked on his table. They were probably job requests that needed to be checked out before they get posted on the board for the rest of the guild members to choose from. We were assassins-for-hire, but the captain always made sure that our kills were for the better. He noticed me come in and looked up from studying the job requests. “Oh, Avery.”

I have no right to complain because I brought this upon myself, if I had just kept still at least I would be free. Mr. Vamps is still keeping his distance. The reason being he is afraid to tear me up or he dreads to look at me. I heard from Ingrid that when he is angry he hides inside his room afraid to lose control. The room was forbbiden and no one was allowed inside it. She said I was the first one who entered it after it had been declared no entry. It's a pity that my luck was in fact a curse that took away my happiness.

"And team Vaughn's are you all ready ?!" "We are born ready!" The siblings said at the same time. Made me scratch my head. Oh yes I'm not involved. "If you notice, Clementine, our pure human, belongs to the Vaughn's group. She doesn't have a group so we included her in the Vaughn's." Chairman's explanation. Of course, there were many howls that I would have fought alone. But I didn't listen to them because the Chairman didn't listen to them haha! "Okay, for our National Vampire Game, this year's game is Maze." I was stunned and looked at the Chairman.