Greek Vampire の小説・ストーリー

Yet, among the myriad tales, two origins eclipse all others with their grotesque allure. The first speaks of a divine curse, where Cain, the Biblical figure marked by God, was condemned to an eternity of bloodlust. His once-human form twisted into a monstrous demon, cursed to wander the earth as the first vampyre. Over centuries, he donned countless identities, his latest mask being none other than William the Conqueror—a warlord whose thirst for blood was rivaled only by his hunger for power.

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.

"Put her down." "I agree," K.D. Lange said. "I concur," Greek Goddess said. I gasped. "Wait. You say that I don't have any vampire instinct." The Asian woman laughed. "If you did you would not have used such a passé term. vampire? That's for myths and legends. We are Neratomay—The Undead. You would know that if you weren't thoroughly human."

I smirked at his translation of the word, brother in Greek. "How have you been, Andro?" Andro is one of the five male vampires left and he's one of the three that I know. We don't have a clue if there's any female vampire left but there was a rumor that one was in this particular town that I am and this was one of the reasons why I relocated here. Unfortunately, I haven't gotten a hold of one ever since I moved here. "I've been good, his about you? Still going after those κορίτσια και η γλυκύτητά τους?" I laughed out.

luke said although a tear slipped out She smiled kissing him softly on the lips “i knew you’d understand” she whispered “I DO NOT!!! But i promised to be only yours so if being a vampire is what you want then that is what we will do” luke said frowning “do not die on me until i come back” she whispered smiling sadly “we need fresh blood for when you rise” luke said softly “i will go to the village and bring someone.... i cannot watch her die” jacob said eyes down

Hector yelled seeing the wolf tail sprout and fangs expose. "I smell death!" The elevator doors opened and Jasper had a fire attack built, the figure moved missing the blast that rocked the building. "What was that!?" Hector yelled drawing Kaylee in behind him, waving at the smoke of the fire blast. "A force of evil! I have never felt it before!" "Its a vampire! And a strong one!" Wayne yelled rapidly tapping the 'G' button. "How strong!?" Hector felt furious that he couldn't tell the situation's severity, but Jasper stepped out just before the doors closed.

she said, wringing her hands. *Fuck, please don’t make me tell you this stuff. I don’t need to piss off any vamps,* she thought, scared. Fear radiated from her. “Greek vampires,” I asked. She nodded. “So you already know! Good I’ll get my stuff and be on my way,” she said, starting to get up. I dashed in front of her and wagged my finger. Okay so I wasn’t getting shit about Sadie’s family from her but this was just as important.

In Greek mythology they called them, Arachne. His smile caught my attention. It was a true smile not a forced or sarcastic one. I realised then that his canines were longer than his other teeth, like a vampire. He had the most beautiful, hypnotic clear eyes. I felt like his prey and I really would not mind being his pray as long as he held me real tight against those smoking abs, while he drained the life out of my body.

The characterization of Tepes as a vampire, however, is a distinctly Western one; in Romania, he is viewed not as a blood-drinking sadist but as a national hero who defended his empire from the Ottoman Turks. The vampires most people are familiar with (such as Dracula) are revenants — human corpses that are said to return from the grave to harm the living; these vampires have Slavic origins only a few hundred years old. But other, older, versions of the vampire were not thought to be human at all but instead supernatural, possibly demonic, entities that did not take human form.