Novelas y relatos de Michael Morbius

“Why can’t he just step out of the car!” Vivian shouted loud enough for Ichabod to hear. “I told you darling! He is a fucking Vampire that’s why!” Michael mumbled into Harmony’s ears as he held her around the neck, ignoring her whimper of pain. Harmony was coughing. She kept holding on to Michael’s hand which was around her throat. Vivian was freaking out and Ichabod was looking at them… Why was he not doing anything?

"But why did you help me?" Dr. James asked. Michael pushed Nicolas body out of he's way then face Dr. James with frown face and said to him that... "I did not help you! I only helped myself and my friends so, lead me to the Monster's chamber I need to have a word with him." Dr. James laughed and told Micheal not to try it because, Monster is a vampire and he might killed Michael if he found out that zombies resist Micheal's blood, that will be the worst part because he want the world to continue like this.

“Kill you.” I can only sculpt. My hand squeezes the sheets under me. My lips and voice both trembled. “Then why am I still here?” Hugo pulled his body back, making me take a deep breath of relief. “That was before I knew who you were, Barbara,” he said slowly. “However, some time ago, I decided that having additional strength from a possessor of holy blood must have been interesting.” I want to know how to use my identity as a wolvire to beat up this man in front of me. Sadly, I still do not know.

As the morgue lights flickered on, the doors opened for Michael, and he sniffed into the air as his eyes fell to the freezer. He waved his hand at the electronic lock and the door popped open as it unsealed. He pulled out the stretcher with Mory's body and then closed the door. Uncovering her pale face, Michael caressed her cheek with his fingers. "I'm sorry that we can't wait for him, but the Master says it's time for you to go home now and I only follow orders." Michael closed his eyes as he placed his lips against Mory's. Gasping in the first breath of life, Mory's eyes snapped open as Michael smiled a toothy grin. "Hello again, Morana."

Kate groaned in anger. “Wow, a doctor and a hacker too. This guy must be a real genius.” Mr. Gray looks truly impressed by it. “No, no. It feels too imaginary for the killer to be both a doctor and a hacker. I think he has an accomplice.” Stefan said, hearing Mr. Gray’s remarks. “Anyways, what about the kidnapping? Did you find out how he kidnapped his victims?” Mr. Anderson asked Kate who was now opening another file on the PC. “The last scene where all the victims were seen was inside some high-class bar in the VIP room. Apparently, there is no camera inside the VIP rooms.” Kate calmly explained.

Some of them did not even stop at the red light – they pressed the accelerator instead of the brake, as if blessed with immortality. Anubhav turned and caught a glimpse of himself on the mirror above the wash basin. His usually sharp, light blue eyes looked hazy owing to the long and tiring journey. His eyes narrowed and he absently stroked his jet black hair. As always, his hair did not need the services of a comb, it was silky and fell fashionably just by finger combing. Friends at home used to call him Tom Cruise, not without reason. There was a letter on the bed.

A strange noise escaped his mouth as he stumbled forward. “Mommy?” He whispered, reaching for her. The vampire, Liam couldn’t say creature anymore, laughed as if it was funny. He turned to Liam’s father and smiled. “Good to see you again, Watcher.” His voice was like gravel on gravel. Like nails on a chalkboard. Liam’s ears hurt just listening to him. “You can hide in your silly little protection spell all day, but it won’t do you any good. I will find you. And I will kill you.”

Like it just happened yesterday. They made me who I am now, and I don’t have any regret for killing Kevin, Alex, and Gin and there are two more. It’s Alvin Ross who is now Ervin Ross and no matter how he hides, who he is...is who he is. Yeah right! I remember that quotation from Mother Conqueror. It says…

When they did so, he placed a barrier around the chamber, making it impossible for anyone to see or hear anything going on inside. He walked to the men and began to slit their wrists one by one. Their blood spilt on the floor, slowly following the deep carvings etched on the ground. The combined blood all reached the middle ground and suddenly, it gave way to a concrete tub. Blood slowly filled the tub, and Luther removed his clothes. He walked stark naked to the tub, all the while chanting a spell. "emto sgno lebe cnes sserieht do olblu fhtuoy htiw eno mai"

Its tongue flicked out. {{ You are strange. You smell of both beast and man, and you have been following us for some time. You are a lycanthrope, no? }} "Yuh . . . yes," Robbie stammered as the rest of the Strays approached. The quetzalcoatl didn't appear concerned. "Is that . . ." Lothar started. "That is," Michael replied. He was a bit of a geek when it came to knowledge of outworld species, and he had always wanted to meet one of these mythical beasts.