Master Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Vladimir.” I blink, the anger building in me halting. In the long line of lords who once had claims to the throne while the power still remained with the other races, Vladimir is by far the oldest. A vampire lord known especially for his cruel sense of humor and a reputation for being a rather ruthless killer.

Everyone looked at Xavier, they had some hope, hybrids were powerful but what were they against an elder vampire? “Impressive, but I am afraid that will not be enough, in case you didn’t know, Vladimir is a vampire elder, he is powerful, has everyone in the city working for him, your powers might delay him long enough for us to escape but you will die. He will kill you, kid.” It was Rob who spoke once again. “You misunderstood me, I did not mean he is a hybrid born of two species but one that was made by the witch from the old religion, one that any supernatural being can not kill.” Everyone was shocked.

In the grand, eerie mansion that served as the vampires' lair, Simon Howell, the imposing vampire leader, stood on the balcony overlooking the sprawling estate. His crimson eyes were a fierce, fiery red, reflecting his anger and unwavering determination. He had a list of targets in mind, and he intended to accomplish his mission at any cost. As Simon brooded, one of his trusted lieutenants, Lucas, approached him. Lucas hesitated for a moment before delivering his report, "Master Howell, we've observed the Thunder Claw Pack as you ordered. However, it appears that one of the werewolves spotted our presence."

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

I have also been thinking about possibility, disgruntled I get out of bed to get some milk, I was thirsty and not for water, the frustration was tormenting me too much, I thought he would come to see me but he didn't, I guess even though he is a vampire he also had problems with his parents. Going down the stairs I stopped when I hear something whipping, fearful I squat down to find out what it was, I sigh when I see it's just the back door, "was it open?" no, it was impossible dad always locks them, I went to close it, I put the lock on it and when I turned around I froze when I saw a guy with bright yellow eyes standing there. I was paralyzed because this doesn't look good at all, "What th

No one is safe from my wrath if they stand between me and Ava. I stalked towards the stage where I saw a man stand proudly with a clean shaven head. It might be his attempt to look intimidating but something about him brushed me the wrong way. He was definitely 'Master' Kaduna. "Alpha Adrik." He nodded. I spared him a look and glanced at the army in front of me. There were thousands of armoured vampires. It was large as fuck. Maybe Adrik was planning to purchase some of them. He does not have the funds to buy the entire army.

Hearing his words made Caiden frown, he raised his hand and asked, “Mr Mike, why is a master able to have many servants? Can a servant be a master too?” Mr Mike shook his head, “I am glad you asked that question. Unfortunately, a servant is only born from being fed on by a Lord or his or her direct child, for instance the children of Lord Kham and Lord Night, Alexander Night and Tate Kham, those who have the blood of the pure vampires in them. Vampires like you can feed but your essence will kill the humans. A master mainly has servants or children so that the vampire race can continue to live but it is monitored so that the humans and werewolves do not die out.”

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

“I don’t blame you at all, sir! I couldn’t have done such a bold thing!” Lev straightened and crossed his arms. “Then what did you mean just now?” Sweat started dripping from Moldark’s forehead. He is one of a few families of low-class vampires who don’t have any standing in Duradel. The only thing that made Moldark get special attention from The Elders was the existence of his son, Vincent Moldark. Unlike Lev or other vampires, who have good self-control over their desire for human blood, Vincent’s beastly side has dominated him since he was born and grew out of control as he grew older.