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CHAPTER FOUR. YEAR 1850... •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• A tall bulky man paced around in his Chambers – he was the Master vampire, known as Lord Edgar – he was aggravated, furious and bitter towards his son, Elbert. He couldn't believe that a mere human, a dirty slave was the one controlling his own son, the next Master vampire. The rumors were fueling the whole town, serving as a mockery and a stain upon the Edgar name.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he made his way over to his desk. "W-Why was s-she out there?" I asked. Master leaned back against the desk so he was almost sitting on it, placing the leash down in the process. "It's a stupid thing that some vampires do when their pet has misbehaved or they decide that they don't want them anymore." My eyes widened

Despite its austere appearance, the safe house was a place of refuge for the hunters, a sanctuary where they could rest and regroup before heading out on their next mission. Displayed proudly above the fireplace rows upon rows of master vampires fangs lined the wall. Master vampires over 500 years old are among the oldest and most powerful of their kind. They have survived countless battles, witnessed the rise and fall of empires, and accumulated a wealth of knowledge and experience that sets them apart from their younger counterparts. These vampires are often solitary creatures, preferring to keep to themselves and avoid the co

The atmosphere in the grand chamber of the vampire mansion was charged with a palpable sense of anticipation. Simon Howell, the imposing leader of the vampire coven, stood at the center of the dimly lit room, his piercing crimson eyes surveying his assembled followers. Clad in dark attire, the vampires awaited their leader's command with a mixture of reverence and eagerness. "My brethren," Simon's voice echoed through the chamber, carrying the weight of centuries of existence. "Tonight, we embark on a mission of utmost importance. The witch tribe, led by the cunning Morgana, poses a threat that cannot be ignored any longer."

Five male vampires were seated on the left wing of the table while four male vampires and one female vampire were seated on the other wing. They were even surprised to see her in such a state, looking haggard and frustrated. "Bring her here." Mosco ordered. His seat was the first to be seen from where their head seat was. The drudge vampire leaped towards her and brought her to him. The drudge vampires were special servants made and specifically owned by the grand elders of Volturi. These are the strongest vampires of the coven. The vampire left to bury her mate with a few of her kind after narrating everything in detail.

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.

he gritted his teeth and his eyes burned with fury. “I should have done that a long time ago” Maggie screamed at the cursed vampire. “I’m going to kill you and your daughter. You stupid bitch.” “Don’t bother, the child is no longer in your vicinity” Ivan Roger made a grand entrance with over five hundred vampires from the east side of the border. “Fucking shit!!” Derrick's eyes widened and he screamed” Get them.” “Attack!!! “ I growled powerfully. And received growls in response. Within seconds, we all shifted into our wolves and crashed the rogues and the vampires.

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

"Anna descended from the bloodline of a very powerful witch. The witch Annika." "I know that name," Draco's frown deepened. "I must have seen it in a text somewhere." "She created the first vampire - Vladimir, " Mitch added and Jones nodded. "SO what does this have to do with anything?" "Vladimir wants his ultimate power. He does not want to be threatened by anything," Mitch replied. Draco leaned back against the cane chair and looked up at the ceiling. "The mountain ashwood. Your uncle used it to put him to sleep for centuries."

I allow my fangs to elongate, my golden eyes burning brighter as I take another step forward. “You presume too much,” I say, my voice cold and unyielding. “Do you think I fear what’s to come? I am Ramon Kovah, the Vampire Lord of the Crimson Clan, an esteemed member of the Supreme Council. I have walked this earth for centuries, spilling the blood of creatures far mightier than you. And you...” I gesture to them with a disdainful flick of my hand, “are nothing but pests.” The witches tremble under my gaze, their magic faltering. One of them stumbles back, muttering a spell under her breath, but it fizzles out before she can finish.