Laurent Vampire Twilight Novels & Stories

Then she looked at the floor and screamed in horror as she jumped away from the bloody mess and burnt bodies. "What is this?" She screamed again as she raised her long, white dress as if the blood would soak it. Her back length fiery red hair flew up in the air as if it was also avoiding the blood. She was a beauty with her oval face, high cheek bones small pink lips. "You're late!" Xavier said sharply. "I want you to deliver a message to the vampire...leader". Huffing, the witch Larissa walked towards Xavier with an annoyed look as she carefully avoided blood puddles.

He shakes his head again. "Now I allow my voice to change, to deepen, to resonate with the fullness of my incredibly long life. The effect on him is pronounced; he shakes visibly, as if he is suddenly aware that he is sitting next to a monster. But I am not just any monster. I am a vampire, and in many ways, for his sake, that may be the worst monster of all.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

But the fact of having my back when I had no one by my side, even when we didn't know each other in person. Of course, Laurena - my father's imprint needed to be herself from the first day she joined the family. So she planned on killing me making look like a werewolves attack. Since my mother was a human, she thought back that I'm not a pureblood vampire, so killing me would be the same as killing any other vampire around. The thing she missed was that someone was watching her each and every move - Lazarus. Besides his techniques at fighting and his strong body - he was gifted with an amazing gift and which was similar to his imprint gift.

In retrospect, I was so stupid to fall for his trick question. Lycans loved to play around with their partners during their rut and most Lycans had a breeding kink as the thoughts of having their own pups enticed their senses to the point of losing all human rationality in them and purely act on their animalistic instincts. Later on, the willy vampire revealed that my answer was a dead giveaway to my real identity. Motherfucker. Presently, “Yes what, baby ?” the dominating man over me asked as he continued to devour my jaw and neck.

While Lucy seemed so flippant about everything, I couldn’t help but feel something within me shift with this new knowledge, recognizing there was much more to being a werewolf and part of a pack than I’d ever imagined. Overhearing Lucy place the order, a man offered to buy the drinks for us, but only if we did body shots off each other. Lucy instantly agreed and begged me to do it with her. Not knowing what I was supposed to do, and feeling pretty tipsy at this point anyway, I agreed to it. Lucy lay down on the bar and pulled up her shirt, so her belly button was exposed. The bartender sprinkled salt on her neck and gave her a lime to hold between her teeth. He then explained to me what to d

The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip. She finally realized the worth of her words on the night of her escape. Yes she has brought the vampires to their knees and made her people happy but her happiness went along,it vanished into thin air and this made her shiver. .. .. “Arise,arise” the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live.

look around them, in case she’d noticed something he hadn’t. But there was nothing to be seen, nothing more threatening than the cliff face that rose above them and cast its shadow over the valley and the thick growth of green-black trees on all sides. But he didn’t discount other forces at work. The spirits of these mountains had never been welcoming, not like the Bitterroots or Pintlers. They resented intruders. It might be that the spirits were just more active in this valley or something could have happened. The more he thought about it, the more certain he was that it was more than just spirits making mischief. From last week or a hundred years ago, he couldn’t tell, but something Dark

He was like a wind when he went near them, you could not even notice him with your bare eyes when he does that, it was one of his abilities as a VAMPIRE. The criminal and the victim were shocked by his sudden appearance, they didn’t notice him. The woman cried, she was glad that someone came to help her, but she was still worried because she could only see a thin yet tall young man, she wondered if she could beat the guy who was thrice bigger than him, especially that he has no weapon. “How dare you disturb me when I’m not even finished and just starting to feel good,.,’’ he glared at him as he let go of the woman’s neck.

16th August 1335 “There is nowhere to run, brother. You are surrounded.” Cataleya smirked as he appeared from the dark. Standing beside her were Aurelius and Walton, the other ten vampires were out of sight. “You can never stop me. This town must worship me.” His voice echoed from the dark, the silhouette appeared to be a blonde man while ten other vampires jumped down from the top of the building enclosing them. He faked a side smile and Cataleya squinted.