Las Hermanas Vampiros Novels & Stories

Her monstrous voice and angry tone was making all the vampires shiver in fear. Her nails grew longer and sharper. Her hair changed their colours. From strawberry blonde, her hair turned blood red. Her skin turned pale. Her fangs were longer and sharper than any vampire had ever had in the history of the vampires. Her lips turned red as if she might have drank blood from a host. Her eyes were black and her orbs were red as blood. Within the blink of an eye, Dabria reached the other corner of the pantry. She jerked her hands to get the blood off of her nails. Within a mere second, she killed about fifty of the vampires who were still alive. She stabbed one of the vampires with the immortal sla

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

As they delved into the dusty tomes and scrolls, they stumbled upon an old diary, its pages filled with the handwritten accounts of Emily's mother, Lycia. In the diary, Lycia chronicled her tumultuous past, revealing the dark secrets that had torn her family apart. She described her sister, Sofia, who had become the vampire queen and desired power above all else. Sofia had plotted against her sister, threatening to kill her and her unborn child if she did not abdicate the werewolf throne.

response. "You're the only one protesting us. The other girls were friendly and so much sweeter." David grimaced as Franklin agreed. “ so, please leave." I raised my voice, trying to keep up the brave act. Just seeing their face makes me to want to crawl under the earth. I don't know why, but vampires made me feel sick to the very core. It's obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag.

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

She pressed her lips and got nervous, she was too excited to share them their story with them that she forgot about not letting out that part with them. Blake and Evangeline looked at each other. Evangeline now understood that the moment that the Angels' Empire discovered a vampire living in the human world and sucked blood, it happened at the moment. "Bit his neck?" Pocco wondered and stared at Blake, his template created a wave as he tried to think what she meant by beating the culprit's neck. Veronica was shivering and looking at Blake, looking apologetic for not controlling her mouth from speaking. She knew that her mistake couldn't be rectified later, she shouldn't be careless.

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?

She slightly raised her long slender hand, gently caressing her red lips. This vampire seemed to be weighing the truth of the words of the person in front of her. Her long, narrow eyes were scheming, but also sly and malicious. Selina lowered her eyes and looked at the person kneeling on the ground. Her blonde hair was floating, and her color was bright and gentle like the morning sun, like a soft patch of sunlight slung over her pearly shoulders. Those blue eyes, like the autumn sky, were full of helplessness, then intertwined with hatred and sadness. The turbulent emotions in those eyes were like a whirlpool, wanting to pull her in and then break her flesh and bones.

“That sounds like the name of a show.” She shot me a deadpan look. “Sorry. Um, I don’t know. Online on Werelove Chat?” Faith blinked at me. “Werelove what?” “Werelove Chat. You know, that dating app that matches shifters of different packs and...” I trailed off as I saw the look are confused horror on Faith's face and Genny struggling to contain her laugh. “Maya.” Faith whispered. “You are so old. Did you guys have that? You used that?”

I wanted to ask the question I have been meaning to ask yet, I was not sure if it was a topic we could discuss in front of the little children. “Werewolves?” Jane, who had her mouth full of food blurted. Was she not just a family friend? How did she know? “It is not a forbidden word in this family, Hermione.” Hector’s grandmother chuckled. Her silver locks were neatly tucked behind her ears. “Bernardo and Emilio are werewolves. Lucia is a herbalist and so am I and Catalina.” My eyes would’ve fallen off my face by now if not for the constant blinking. I was so shocked it was hard to imagine. My brain had been flipped upside down at this point from all the spinning it had been doing. How was I