Lady Dhampir 소설 & 이야기

Then, the light transformed into a beautiful woman. Lady Jacinth raised her hand, and a terrifying purple-pink light spread throughout the Demon Region. At that moment, every demon bowed and quickly became manic. Suddenly, a potent aura swept through the void in the Demon Region. However, Lady Jacinth quickly raised her hand and repelled it. Immediately afterward, Lyla, who was wearing a black dress, appeared. She stood in the void and had a murderous intent. After seeing the face of the beautiful woman, Lyla was startled. “Thea?”

When she caught me looking at her, she anxiously avoided her eyes. Most of our servants are just like her. A half-human vampire, that is. From my mother's tales, they are what we called Dhampirs. Most human beings will fall shortly to death once bitten by a vampire. However, there are unique instances where they can manage to stay alive, which can happen if their body accepts the vampire's blood and becomes one with it. There are also some instances that count with these results like humans and vampires having offspring, or a witches' spell that can turn a human into a vampire.

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

It was somehow in line with her imagination before that vampires lived in gloomy castles. Nevertheless, dinner had gone smoothly. The heart of the spiritual beasts were top-quality goods, and they were rare. For Irene, even though she was unable to remember where she had experienced it, she seemed to sense a familiar sensation. The blood was also nourishing, the purer version of the one she had seen delivered to Queen Lamia. Speaking of Queen Lamia, she was glad that she showed signs of improvement. The unnatural paleness had been reduced so that she no longer looked like an anorexic corpse.

He is manly, with a warrior god physique. She was before a damsel in distress and she had been her hero. She had become what she is now, gentle and dangerous, water in a real sense, because of what he had done to her. But more than that, his desperate love for his beloved is what thrilled her most. His bride is a very lucky girl, whoever among them is she. Meanwhile in Oxidore " Your mother didn't send you here just to lose! Every creature of the night know that Rhysher the Lycan is searching for a bride to marry! That should be you!" Balthar was yelling at his daughter.

They looked all classy and if not for their pale skin, I would have agreed that they looked handsome and beautiful. Lord Ralph's brother walked in with a beautiful lady. She was a vampire, but she looked pretty and wore a very light makeup, not like th other ladies who wore heavy makeups that made them look even more scary. A soul music was playing and the vampires discussed between themselves. The boys served drinks while the girls served hors d'oeuvre. I saw how the vampires stared at the humans like they wanted to devour them. But I guess there was a rule or something stopping them from doing so.

Liam said chuckling. "Exactly, don't come with shit here" Danté said looking at the pretty girl with sleek black hair, and those dazzling red eyes, she was beautiful, typical draculina, in his gut he felt butterflies, or was it tiny vampire bats? Of all the targets his side scheme Liam gave him, he never brought one forward that 'can't be killed' "Are there reports that she has bled before?" "Of course, she spilled blood when Villa Du Bois shot her with her revolver..."

If there was one thing I knew from those memories, it was that Darius was stronger than Kovu. **Look alive, Kaliyah! The campsite!** I barely had time to register Akira's voice before the camp came into view. The scene ahead sent a cold chill down my spine. Six werewolves, all in their monstrous beast forms, brimming with ominous mana, towered over the clearing. Their fur was matted with blood, and they snapped their heads in our direction—but that wasn't what made me freeze. It was the seventh figure. In human form.

I frown at his term and arc my brows at him, “You know that dude?” He hesitates for a while before he says, “I don't know him. I just happened to run into him somewhere. He's Lycan.” I freeze in my seats and so does Nathan upon hearing that information. “Pfft! What are you saying? There's only werewolves. We don't even know if there are vampires in this city but Lycan's? Come on-” “Crystal confirmed it,” he looked down at the table as he said that.

Resting heavily against her collarbone is a platinum pendant, a howling wolf encircled by a crown of thorns and a crescent moon. "Is that what I think it is?" I ask, staring at the ancient seal, a profound sense of awe and terror washing over me. Valerius nods slowly, his face pale. "Yeah. The woman on Draven’s arm appears to be a Royal Lycan. The Rose of Light."