Greek Vampire の小説・ストーリー

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.

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.

• Examples: __ Celestial Bronze - Greek __ Stygian Iron - Greek __ Adamantine - Both Greek and Roman __ Imperial Gold - Roman __ Bone Steel - Norse __ Electrum (An alloy which consists gold, silver and small amount of copper) - Egypt • But after all it is VERY hard to catch a vampire because an average vampire's speed equals to the speed of sound. So killing one is almost impossible and not to mention their super hard skin. They have a skin and bones as hard as diamonds...so...good luck with catching one first and then try to kill him/her. SPECIAL NOTE:- My mother language is NOT English. Therefore there maybe grammar errors and poor language usage and spelling errors in this story. If you s

The voice, though deep and sensual would send a chill down the spines of ordinary men, but it did nothing to ruffle Vlad’s feathers. Without turning around, he greeted his sister back, “I see you came.” “Are you not honoured by my presence brother?” “Should I be?” The female vampire chuckled and stepped forward to face her brother. She was beautiful, her face so breathtaking that the scholars of ancient Greece called her Aphrodite. Her silky black hair was dyed blonde and her eyes were sapphire green. Her stature was slightly smaller than Vlad’s but her arms and legs were well toned. They looked nothing like each other.

Zeus could see hurt in his eyes. Master Vincent: He is my blood. He is my flesh. He is my grandson. Alpha Zeus: What? He can't be. Zeus replied and shook his head. Master Vincent: You can't take your eyes off of my face and yet you are still denying it. You can see his face, can't you? Alpha Zeus: But if you are... then he is… Is he an immortal? A vampire? Master Vincent: Yes he is. He is a vampire. I can't believe it's been eighteen years. He is an adult now.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Hendrick stated as we gather at my penthouse in New York. “We were all humans before we turned into vampires.” Natasha exclaimed. “Guys, can we talk about the things that actually matter?” Steven blurted out. “Steven is right. We have to figure out who is this witch vampire who is trying to fuck as over.” I exclaimed. “For starters it could be someone who has exists for a long time. The knowledge about dark objects is not something that new vampires have an idea about.” Hendrick stated. “What do you got?” He asked me.