Miguel O Hara Vampire Novels & Stories

You feel the pain, heal partially, only for it to start all over again in a vicious cycle. Welp, sucked to be him. It didn’t take much to get him talking and so far, we’d found out a lot of information. Oceanus was a vampire, but he sang like a bird. Now it just seemed like Onyx was playing him, like a lioness with her prey.

“OMG! Why are we standing around like we listening to horror stories around a campfire or some shit. Let’s kill these mother fuckas so we can go, we got places to be.” Mina said, popping grapes in her mouth that she had in her pockets. Mylan musta came from a roof top or something because homegirl drop out of the sky like a damn bird. Her sword sliced one of the Werevamps in half, straight down the middle. While Diego caught the that was about to punch Lynn by the arm and ripped it right off his body. Diego put his hand through the hole where his arm use to be and pull the man’s heart out. “What kind of sick shit is that, did he just…” Mina said gagging, I had to close my eyes on that part b

Felix had a hard time believing that such an arrogant guy did not indignate the honest and straightforward Ira. Felix also found out that Ira is a vampire. For him this was a blow below the belt. At first, the young man did not want to believe the handsome man’s words, but, remembering the oddities that haunted the green-eyed girl, he was forced to admit that he was right. This made my heart sank treacherously.

“I have decided to send Sarah to Moonhaven’s ancient temple to train under the Oracle.” “Do you think that is wise? She could use her gift against us.” I pressed my lips. “It is a risk, I believe we must take. Our army isn’t as strong as it once was. Many men have died, and fewer and fewer vampires are producing offspring.” The Elders nodded in agreement. Our numbers had been dwindling since the battle at Harvest Moon Hill. With war always looming, vampires are choosing not to make families for fear they will die. It weighed heavily on me that my people were choosing a life without hope.

What a mess I have gotten myself into this time. “We are werewolves.” Miguel says from behind me, moving to my side to be visible by the humans in front of us. Salara’s eyes shoot from Miguel to mine as his words register within her mind. I stand there waiting for the terror and disgust to appear on her beautiful face as it has many times before when humans have found out about us, but it never comes. Her eyes move over my body, curiosity shining brightly in their depths.

“That’s not important.“ Clara took the photo in her hand and softly she put her hand on the queen’s image. she pointed her finger at it and then turned to Ethan and told “she is your real mother” Ethan looked at her mom’s face and says “Ma” Suddenly his glance goes on Sandra’s photo and her eyes are bloodshot from anger. She points to her and asked Clara "Is she the one who killed my parents?" Clara nodded. Ethan further enquired “But why? What was her motive? What does she want?” Clara spoke “Sandra is an evil witch. She wants your power." “what power?" Ethan asked “You are not an ordinary child. You are the son of the celestial kingdom. Your father is the vampire king and mother a werewol

Hecate waved her hand through the mirror, dissipating it into a fog. "You mean Karmina. From my understanding, she has started making some movement about four years ago." Willow mentioned as she recalled the information Miss J shared with her. Karmina had been recruiting Rogues from different Supernatual groups, Witches especially. She had made a scene in the Werewolf community, but as to why, Miss J hadn't told her. Hecate nodded along as if reading her thoughts.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

Moana * ‘Harry, Chris, I want to know the details of the two female vampires that came here last night.' I mind-linked both future Gamma and Beta members of the council while sitting in my room. "Elder Alaric didn’t give any detail last night," Chris responded. ‘So? It’s midday already? Are you planning to ask him about those leeches after they will create any damage?' I taunted them. ‘I’m going to ask him right away.' Harry said.

He even went as far as growling, having to only calm down a bit when one of the female said something to him. He eventually introduced himself. "I'm Vince." He said, then snapped his teeth in Harlow's direction. "What is a vampire doing here?" He asked. Gore opened his mouth to speak, but Harlow beat him to him. "My name is Harlow. I have been a part of this pack since the day I was born. I am also part witch, but don't worry because not all vampires and witches are bad. Like me, for example." Vince took a step forward. “That's bullshit. There is no such thing as a good vampire or witch. You shouldn't be here, bloodsucker or whatever you are."