Mandarin Vampire Crab Novels & Stories

The smell of rotting flesh had filled the air and we both released a low howl and then sprinted towards the window where the stench was strongest. Suddenly, a half shifted decaying looking vampire slogged our window sill, trying to snap at us. I used my mist to lift him up and held him up in the air. The vampire was half dead, and whatever poison they gave it, was making it wild. Before it could climb up with only one leg, the vampire slumped on the edge of the window with only a name whispered out. “Bringer of death" in Japanese. Carl and I both stared at each other with popped eyes, and then at the vampire with mouth slightly opened.

But there was more on the beach than the dead. Living creatures that resembled giant crabs sidled across the sand and over the remains of those that had been lost at sea. The giant crabs were in a mad rush for the water. Veronica watched them jump out into the open and run for the water as fast as their legs could carry them.

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

With a hoarse voice, my wife managed to ask the vampire man who prepared something for her. “Before I answer everything you want to know, here, drink this blood.” Vladimir gently handed me a cup of blood, making my wife look at him doubtfully. With a slight chuckle, he added. “You’re a Monte Cruz, and every Monte Cruz bloodline needs to drink the moon’s blood, known as the Blood Moon Curse. Trust me, it will help.” “The sound of it makes me not want to drink it.” With a weak sigh, Roxanne commented, making Vladimir chuckle.

Erin buried her face on pillows that sat on the sofa to at least avoid Ajax’s annoying face. "I heard what you two are talking about." Ajax said. "Yeah, so?" Erin mumbled under the pillow. "I'm trying to be nice here, human." he heard Ajax snapped so he got up from lying down and sat with crossed legs. It's an advantage she's small he can fit her body in every position. "Fine, answer my questions then." "Spill." "Can't you really turn yourselves into bats?" "There are 1,300 species of bat and only three of them are called vampire bats. First, the common Desmodus , then Diaemus and Diphylla . These are the only bats who consumed blood as both food and water." Ajax explained.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

I picked up my crackers and went to work on the shell, but Ardonis just stared at his plate, a look of mild distaste on his face. "Something wrong?" I asked. He shrugged. "I've never really liked seafood." I stopped mid-crack. "You're a centuries-old vampire who has probably eaten everything under the sun, and you don't like seafood?" "I don't know," he said, poking the lobster's claw with his fork. "The whole 'lobsters are the cockroaches of the sea' thing never really sat right with me. Sea food are basically insects so, I just avoid them."

"You watch her while I make us tea and give her something to chew on. I know just the thing." Mandy walks over to the table and sits down. "She's a handful and I have no idea what I'll do when there are three of them." I place the water on to boil and unwrap a large deer bone. Mandy stays quiet as I look through the cupboard. The silence is broken when a tall stack of wooden bowls that are resting on the floor clatter as they fall. "What is this precious one's name?" Mandy laughs and I smile. "This little hellion is Demetria, named after Dmitri, our clan vampire. I don't think anyone's called her precious since she was two weeks old."

Eyes popping ; her mouth opened in a silent scream , she backed away . Malcolm's head had ejected itself , detaching itself from the body , and the creature whatever it was squirted out its head from the gaping hole , where Malcolm's head was a few seconds ago . Bits and pieces of flesh and blood spattered on the dome , drenching Chelsea in a shower of blood . And emerged a Spider the size of an elephant , eight-eyed, eight-legged, black, hairy, gigantic. Clicking its pincers. Its appearance was similar to that of a tarantula but only a lot bigger and dangerous , and the most funny thing -

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv