Miguel O Hara Vampire Novels & Stories

Hector announced, his voice carrying an almost theatrical pride that made Saraya’s stomach twist in disgust and fear. “Bu… bu… t… he is a vampire, and you… you are a demon,” she stammered, unable to hide the tremor in her voice. Her mind was racing. Every horrific story Hector had told her, every act of cruelty, suddenly crystallized into this new revelation. Hector chuckled, a low, chilling sound that sent shivers down her spine. Peter, too, chuckled, a cold, sharp laugh that sounded utterly devoid of empathy. Saraya felt bile rise in her throat.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

73 The door to the Tesla opened, a guard quickly opened the door for her. Kira stood gently, waiting to personally receive the vampire king into their pack. It was the day of the party, the day to bond up with the vampires and know their ways. She knew the vampires were rich, what she had heard of them was mostly about how cultural they were, they weren't yet used to the modernized lifestyle but it seems she must have heard the wrong information about them, because the car she could see standing few feet away from her was no other than the latest Tesla Model S, the newest of it's kind.

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

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

A voice said, it had the same bass as the one that had just killed but it was a lot more authoritative. “That scent…” The blood-soaked vampire thought to itself, the man that had just spoken was a fellow vampire like him but this scent felt familiar. Stepping into the moonlight from the shadows, what came into light was a blonde-haired vampire with crimson-red eyes and a very attractive face. “I know you!” The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear.

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

Sophia dragged me forward, before tossing me toward a nearby lowly vampire, the one who had grabbed me first, who didn’t seem pleased about me kicking him. He shoved me down to the ground, as another vampire came closer holding a whip. With a loud crack, the whip snapped across my back, drawing blood. I cried out in pain. All of the vampires around us, who had been ignoring us up until this point, turned to look, as if attracted to the scent of my fresh blood. The other lowly vampires were the closest. I’m sorry Mom, Kira, Jacob… The vampire with the whip drew it back again. Suddenly, he stopped. Everyone did.

Stella said, pointing to the Howler clubhouse. Madoc. I hurried across the highway and made my way to the cellar. Without bothering to knock, I opened the door and hurried down the stairs. But when I reached the bottom, to my shock, I saw that the vampire had his cold, undead arms wrapped around Harlow. She had tears running down her cheeks, and seeing him hold her like that, I was sure she was under his mind control. It sent me into a full-on rage. All I saw was red. Screw the plan! The vampire was gonna die tonight.

"Hara!" Prince Xavier shouted in shock as he hugged Hara's limp body in his arms. "Hara..." he immediately use his magic to stop her bleeding. Hara look up and saw Prince Xavier's panic-stricken face. She opens her mouth, trying to tell him to calm down, but fails. Her frail hand struggled to make their way up to his face. Her cold fingers had just touched his warm skin when her gaze turned blurry and dark. Her frail hand thus fall down to his chest as she closed her eyes.