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My eyes go fully black and my fangs lengthen, I turn toward the teacher, he's used to dealing with a new adult vampire but I'm not young nor naive. Usually, vampires come to school at the age of one hundred, I'm three hundred and so is Dimitri. We've been to other schools but no little got our attention until Sophia and Rory. We've been in this school alone for five years, we can leave if we want but we only stayed as publicity make everyone see the heir of Vitale. When our littles graduate we'll all leave and take over the family business. Now I turn to the sad soul who thought he can scare my baby. When he get a full view of me, of how old I am his face dropped.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

She pressed her lips and got nervous, she was too excited to share them their story with them that she forgot about not letting out that part with them. Blake and Evangeline looked at each other. Evangeline now understood that the moment that the Angels' Empire discovered a vampire living in the human world and sucked blood, it happened at the moment. "Bit his neck?" Pocco wondered and stared at Blake, his template created a wave as he tried to think what she meant by beating the culprit's neck. Veronica was shivering and looking at Blake, looking apologetic for not controlling her mouth from speaking. She knew that her mistake couldn't be rectified later, she shouldn't be careless.

Also, I had been the one who had been able to purchase the liquor because of said compulsion so it was a given that they would invite me along. The three teenagers fell into the stereotypical “bad boy” category which suited me quite perfectly. The leader was a tall, lank boy named Dean who had messy black hair and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. He offered me another beer which I happily accepted and downed. "H-hey D-Dean. What c-can y-you tell me about K-Katerina D-Drackon?" I stuttered and slurred, yet I was still aware of everything going on around me. It was one of the perks of being a vampire.

I thrust my hips slowly and lovingly, making our pleasure build and build until we both fall over the edge together. I continue to thrust my hips slowly, making the waves of pleasure last longer and then start to build again; I feel my fangs lengthen and sink them into her neck, causing her to shatter underneath me; I retract them but only drink a little, as it is dangerous for the female and unborn vampire. I swipe my tongue over her skin. She will hit me later, but I leave the mark of my drinking there.

I whisper to Bellamy, and he crouches in front of me, pulling the blankets tighter around my shoulders. Not many people know that I’m still half human. And that means I’m still weaker than the average vampire. Bellamy seems to have caught on to that. “No, princess. He’s usually much worse. He’s only ever soft for her only,” he replies, and I gulp. Watching Kaziel makes me understand what grief-induced rage looks like. His eyes are closed. He almost looks like he’s praying. But he’s trembling so hard. Suddenly, Danika’s back arches and blood oozes from her nose. Terror washes over me, fresh tears welling up in my eyes. Oh no… we are losing her.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

Damon's pov Sunday 4th July 2021 ***************************** I don't enjoy going to see Orion but it's a necessary evil. If I stop going Marcus will kick me out of the club and then I'll have nothing that I enjoy. I enjoy hurting people. That's really the only thing that makes me happy. I'm diagnosed with a severe form of Antisocial Personality Disorder. Which means I'm a psychopath. I lack empathy and remorse which means I have no issue in manipulating people for my own gain. All Orion's words of course, I don't see how that's a bad thing, I think more people in the world should be selfish to get on top.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

Having two brothers who vied for my love and affection watching me give birth while my modesty was tossed to the wind wasn’t top on my list of things to do. The fact that a vampire’s birthing is just as dangerous to the vampire mother as a human’s birthing is to the human mother was kept from me until after the ordeal was over. I had it in my head that, because I was a vampire, I’d simply heal should anything go awry. I didn’t take into consideration that the babe I was birthing was also a vampire and, when vampires wound vampires it isn’t always that easy to heal from those wounds. Vampires only heal well from wounds inflicted by beings that aren’t supernatural; such as humans. That, and