Higher Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hanzo's POV “What the hell did he mean by a lot?” She cries out when Jackson hits a bump in the road. “It’s a vampire thing, the more you feed on fresh blood the stronger you are and the faster you heal. If you feed enough, you’d be stronger than I am,” I admit staring at the blood on my hand trying to control my own urges.

Rage unlike anything I’ve ever felt washes through me like a tidal wave. “Who?” I snarl. Who dares to threaten my mate? “We don’t know, but your father seems to be against the Guardians, so we thought maybe it was him.” I take several breaths, getting control of my anger. Anger and hunger are a very bad combination in a vampire. When vampires get angry, we tend to lash out quickly. When you add hunger to that, people die. “It’s not my father. He may want to try and show that vampires are the strongest of all supernaturals, but he isn’t in collaboration with werewolves or anyone else. My father has the mindset that vampires are the best and should be the rulers of the world.”

There were only dead bodies scattered all over the village. “My troops did an exceptional job. Look how much the population has decreased?” Gabriel chuckled at his words as if these living people are insects to him whom he was pruning. Gramson stared at 'His Majesty' in shock after hearing this. “Don't look at me, Gramson. You are with me for so long, you should have become accustomed to my atrocities,” Gabriel utters, and smoothly glide his tongue under the fang just like an alluring devil. No one can deny that this vampire king is beyond handsome and sensual, even if a seductress will be ashamed in front of him.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

I thought his eyes were fantastic before with the way they seem to stare into my heart, but now, as a vampire, they were spectacular. They glowed in wonder as he looked around. "It's amazing, Marina, everything looks so clear. Did you turn a light on in here?" I chuckled a little, "No, that is just the vampire in you. It heightens all the senses. You can hear better, see better, your sense of smell is stronger, taste is different and touch is, well, I'll leave that to your imagination till I can show you."

Hadassah’s heart began beating fast, because she knew this was something greater than her. “You see, unlike your friend here, I don't have control of my blood lust. I'm a new vampire, my appetite is wildly insatiable, as you can tell from my numerous victims. And I certainly don't have any trouble being the one who gets to have your special blood. Would you look at this, I get to have both father and daughter.” She snarled and leapt towards her, but Aamon got in her way and gave her a powerful kick that sent her flying backwards.

He spent some minutes in the bathroom and during that time, Camilla tried her best to gather strength and run away though she was very weak because Sebastian had almost drained all the blood she had in her body. "Camilla you can do this, he's taking some time in there. Just run for it!" She said inwardly as she struggled to wear her shorts and bra that were on the edge of the bed and make a run for it. She was finally able to wear them seconds later but she had a hard time standing on her two feet. Every part of her body felt weak and mustering up strength to run from this man will take a toll on her later but she didn't care at this point. All she wanted at this moment was to be away from S

He was hearing someone calling out to him but he was too weak to even face back. He's lost plenty of blood. In the same way,Mateo gained a lot. For the Vampires,blood symbolizes power. Immense power if only it is from a non vampire. And Mateo has drank just about enough which makes him all the more stronger. It would take more than all the men of the Kingdom of Fye putting themselves together to defeat him. Jenna thought that they were all doomed. "Hey,Aiden! Get up!!" Damon still pushed further.

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?