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When she raised her hand to wipe at it, the vampire’s vice grip stopped her. “Allow me,” the vampire said with a sickening sweet tone. Agatha’s eyes widened as the vampire’s face moved close. The intense light magnified the pulsing of her blueish veins beneath her white skin. Her thick, pouty lips parted as her long tongue licked the blood from Agatha’s flesh. An involuntary shudder of revulsion by the witch caused the vampire to laugh out loud. “Oh I do hope Corey wins you. If you shudder from my touch, I can only imagine how you’ll respond to his sadistic sexual prowess.” She clapped her hands in a childlike manner. “He promised to let me watch and then share your blood at the end.”

Flora hugged her daughter tightly and prepared to defend her against Pablo or anyone who would try to take her away. Flora heard a loud banging of a door being opened and Flora looked at what it was. She saw that the door to the library had been opened. Then, a dark figure came out and Flora could only see the glowing red eyes. Flora cried and hugged her daughter even tighter when she saw the figure gliding towards them.

“It was supposed to be the other way around.” She smiled back. “You saved me, too,” she said. But before the two of them could collect themselves, suddenly, there was another crash. They turned to see, in the far corner of the church, several more windows get shattered. She could not believe it. Who could it be now? In flew Kyle, Sergei, and Kendra. The three of them spread throughout the air, each holding unusual weapons, and flying right for them. At the same time, the huge doors opened from the rear of the church, and in poured hundreds of new vampires, all clearly loyal to Kyle.

And this one would test their love and their strength in ways they never could have imagined. The next morning, Steve woke up early, feeling restless. He slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Celess, and made his way to the kitchen to make some coffee. As he waited for the coffee to brew, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He tried to push the feeling aside, but it lingered throughout the day. And as the day wore on, it only grew stronger. Later that evening, Steve and Celess were enjoying a quiet night in when there was a knock on the door. Steve went to answer it, but as soon as he opened the door, he was attacked by a group of vampires.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Authors pov “Alpha,” Tim, the spy, started off unsure. “I found Hazel. But… the answer you are not going to like.” Ryder’s heart stopped for a second but he stayed calm. “Where is she?” he asked with immediate need in his voice. Tim hesitated, looking at the floor then back up at Ryder. “She… she’s in the Red Moon pack.”

“You really need therapy, not a blog.” So much hate. So much mockery. Chloe almost clicked away. Almost. But then she noticed something odd. The last blog post was dated two years ago. The title was short. Ominous. “Do. Not. Sign.” Her heart sank as she clicked. “Vampires are real. Not the ones in books. The ones that blend in with us, but aren’t human. They feed on emotions, lust is their favorite. That’s how they get in. That’s how they hook you. They’ll offer you everything you ever wanted. Luxury. Love. Power. All for one thing: your soul. They don’t take it like the devil does in stories. They make you sign it away. If they ask you to sign a contract, don’t. You’re fine as long as you h

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

He responded. “I was powerless! Levi, please don’t do this again” I begged angrily but subtly, at the time I tried to release my wrist from him but he was just too powerful. “Oh, now you change your mind?” He laughed softly, shaking his head in disbelief after hearing my response. “Do you have bipolar or something?” Mr. Vampire asked. “Because last time I checked you never asked me to leave, you want me, Heidi, just as I want you” He declared, throwing my wrist afterward; he sipped the liquor again and then placed it onto the table roughly.