Ikemen Vampire: Arthur Novels & Stories

I lunge at her and sink my new fangs into her throat and plunge my claws into her chest. Delicious, hot, blood seeps into my mouth and I can't help but swallow. Amira's death needed to be quick, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy it after everything she's done to me. Amira inflicts me one last bit of pain, dragging her claws down my face, blood seeps into my eye, temporarily blinding me. Apparently Amira doesn't care about Damien's rules about my face anymore. Amira's body sags into my arms, and she shrinks back to her human form. She's dead, that look of shock and terror forever stricken on her face. Then the door bursts open. Arthur is here.

In which case, humans remain nothing but a mere end to a need. Master Hans, is actually called Arthur Fleming. He was my late father's, right-hand man. Arthur, who by the time the war struck, was the Supreme Beta, took it upon himself to sneak me to the human territory. There was no doubt that the witches and vampires had an upper hand.

He was instantly sent flying into the wall a few feet across us. “Tristan,” I howled as loudly as I could although the only sound that escaped my lips was a weak howl. As quick as thunder, the vampires bared their jagged teeth and their hands curled into enormous claws. They descended upon the wolf that was my husband. No matter how quick and vicious they look, however, they were no match for Tristan’s black wolf, Arthur. He simply swerved around, and immediately, he sent two more vampires flying away with a swipe of his paw. The other vampire’s leg was caught in between Arthur’s teeth, and he immediately snapped it away in a gory fashion.

"Quickly, before it heals." Arthur was fulfilling all his fantasies that night: making love to a real vampire with his wife, becoming part of their world . . . he was happier than he'd been in a long time. He leaned in and touched his mouth to the wound sucking on it for just a moment. He looked at his wife, who eagerly followed his lead, tasting the life-force of their mistress before the wound healed over. Shamira stayed on top of Arthur for a moment, kissing him and then kissing Kira again. Then she pulled their heads together so they could kiss each other, and slowly she disembarked.

Arthur was laughing again. He and Chris circled each other. I watched as Arthur went after Chris, but the Hunter moved out of the way at the last minute and got Arthur by the neck. "Good, but not good enough." Arthur slipped from Christopher's grasp. "Surely you must know who I am. Have you never heard of King Arthur of the round table?" "Your history means nothing to me." Christopher went after Arthur but the vampire dashed out of the way, jumping off the roof and onto the ground with a thud. He studied me, his eyes narrowing with malice. "Vampire girl."

Arthur slowly brought out the weapon from his back, holding if firmly while Nicodemus hunted Witches like an hungry tiger. As Nicodemus almost reached for Sabrina, Arthur drove the weapon through Nicodemus heart. From his back with his Vampire speed. Nicodemus let out a loud groan as he fell to the floor wincing in pain. Meanwhile, Sabrina stood there lifelessly but Arthur didn't bother much. For all he cared, she might be in one of her vision lands. "That is the same pain you inflicted on me, the same pain you inflicted on those you love." Arthur mocked as tears trickled down Nicodemus face while he rolled in pain.

"Why will I do anything you just said?" Detective Joha chuckled and tapped on the case."Because you won't wanna see me touch this. I promise you it doesn't look so nice." "Do you want me to show you?" He asked as he approached the elders with his finger just an inch away from the button. The elders drew backwards in fear and pleaded with Arthur to do as they commanded. Arthur gave the order that the prisoners be released and agreed that he will hand over to them a good number of his well trained men to help them fight the Vampires.

"Fuck! Why does this hurt so much?" “What do you want me to do, Arthur? Do you want me to call the doctor for you, or what?” I asked in a panic. Arthur sat on his bed, and softly said, “I think I need to see someone who's an expert in vampires, why does this pain never get going? I think I am being cursed by a vampire…..” Then he smiled softly, “A vampire! They are here again! I think I need to find one, what do you think?”

The wolves from Jeremy's pack immediately retorted in contempt, "Get lost, you bunch of trash! What good is love when it only comes after the damage has been done? What were you doing before this, huh?" Wolves on both sides of the battle were all fired up, as if they'd been incited. With that, they raised their weapons and charged into battle once more. Meanwhile, Jeremy and I both shifted into our wolf forms and joined the intense fight as well. At some point, Jeremy seemed drained of his strength. This gave Arthur the chance to bite him in the neck. I let out a worried howl, lunged straight at them, and kicked Arthur aside. As Arthur fell to the ground, he shifted out of his wolf form. His

I follow her scent until it gets mixed with another scent. "Vampires!" I say. Luther has caught the scent of the Vampires. The scent is very familiar. Fuck this! Why would they capture Clara?