Novel & Cerita Knight Vampires

he will always be my MY KNIGHT IN DARKNESS THE END A/n: so this is the end of this beautiful journey.... And happily ever after.... Please tell me how was it?...did you guys liked it or not?..or were you expecting a different ending?.. If you have any questions , you can ask them... I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did... Thank you all of you for your love and support... Thank you Love you all so much.... So this is me ...signing off...good bye...see you all at my next story....enjoy ...lots of love...

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

He can see her, feel her, but is unable to touch her. She had her head down throughout the meeting and was deliberately avoiding his gaze. Unlike her former sunny self, the Victory that sat in this room is no longer a shining beacon. A dark, ominous cloud in the form of Arthur Knight had casted a shadow over her, absorbing her light and warmth from scintillating towards the earth. Did Arthur Knight finally succeed in breaking Victory Sinclair's joyful spirit? Turning his attention towards the meeting at hand, he went on to announce the final item in the agenda, A. K. Media's next immersive event which will be in time for Halloween.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

– the knight cried, taking his weapon out of its sheath and rushing towards Tantario. The blonde, laughing, rushed away like an arrow and hurriedly headed towards the horses. The animals raised their heads, looking at the bipeds with wariness. Balian dropped a bunch of grass from her mouth, watching in shock as the laughing vampire and the knight, puffing under the weight of the sword, ran around her. Snorting disdainfully, the mare decided that this restless couple was not worth her precious time. Let them run around and let off steam, and during this time she will eat some juicy grass.

What was this one going to be? “I can assume that we are going to need to get to that golden helmet?” Elijah asked. He raised an amused eyebrow and smirked as if he was going to be getting it easily. He sped toward the stand only for three warriors, or more specifically, knights, to appear in front of him. The silver helmets landed on their heads and they held their swords, ready to face the vampire whose eyes widened in surprise. I looked at Blake who growled in warning before a knight appeared in front of us. He held his sword that Blake and I, and I couldn’t help the frown that formed on my lips as I realized that they seemed to be attacking because they saw us as danger.

Danté yelled back at him. "It's the greatest weapon you'll ever need, to vanquish your enemies" Danté's head bucked, so many times he said vanquish and not kill or slay. "Before there was such a thing as a hunter, before the very idea of a real vampire or a real werewolf came to the minds of man kind, there was the order of knights, even before Arthur and his knights of the round table" Alister said sitting down. "An ancient and secret order" Amber said following up on Alister "You think vampires where the most evil of creatures out there?"

Now, they sent out a bigger force. A large group of the original Knights of Death. Vincent knew it because the original Knights of Death wore armor and carried a trident each. Those who didn’t wear armors were just their followers from the realms. Vincent placed his hand on Cohen’s wolf and said, “Get your paws healed. The blades they’re using are poisonous.” “I’ll be fine,” Cohen said to him. “You’re as stubborn as ever.” Vincent cracked his neck and knuckles. “I promised myself not to rely on my wolf after what had happened in the past. But it seems I have to break that promise.”

the old knight yells. The knights cut, they slashed. One by one the goblins were falling. Vampires advanced forward. "Who are they?" the knight asked, while he was wiping the blood from his face. "I don't know. They don't look friendly!" said the other knight while he was whipping one of the orcs. "True." The army of vampires moved forward. The knights look at them with disgust. Blood flows in streams. One of the orcs moves forward, lunges at a knight. The knight swiftly turns, cuts the orc across the neck. A fountain of blood sprays him.

I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that. "Normal vampires yes but not me." I frowned. "Why not you?" He sighed. "I know you may have a lot of questions at the moment but it's best for you to go back to sleep. It's one in the morning." "You drag me all the way out here and show me that supernaturals exist just to tell me to go back to bed?" "I dragged you here to finally make you believe me. The sooner you start your duties as a chosen one the better. You've already been attacked once by a shapeshifter. We are running out of time." Attacked? Shapeshifter? What is he talking about?