Mr Vampire 1 Novels & Stories

He tosses it to the ground, cleaning the blood off his dagger on his coat. “Now let's work on your blood lust.” He signals for me to follow. In the center of what seems to be a mapped-out area. He directs me. “Sit. Blood lust happens to every newly turned vampire, as you may have read in books or novels.” His mood changes, he is serious, he is in for business. As he explains, I'm barely at attention. My eyes betraying me, I admire his physique, every curve of his biceps, and the way his chiseled chest is still visible under his clothes.

Thus, you can always find the awkward atmosphere between these two, where in most cases, only exists the silence. *Pop-up window from the Human Resourse Department —Mr. Dante, here are all the resumes for all the new qualified candidates for the assitante job. All files are attached below. Please take a look and let us know your choice so we could arrange the interview. Dante opened the files and began to go through the resumes. Just when he opened a new one and saw the photo of the young candidate, his expression slightly changed with a rise of the eyebrow. "Nino...."

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

My heart dropped as I saw him in that condition. Couldn't stop my tears from falling cause I was seeing my best friend in the worst and miserable condition. I hold him as he was barely standing on his feet. "Who did this to you, Paul?" I asked him sobbing and wrapping him with my arms and laying him down to rest. "The Vampires" he struggled and uttered with a heavy tone and after hearing it, my blood flow rises in anger and vengeance for the creature 'Vampires'

Ripped its way right through solid metal. Shattering glass and a cut off scream send me charging back outside in an instant. I didn’t realize I could move this fast. It’s just a blur of scenery, and I can hear the pounding, terrified pulse of this woman with shocking clarity, even before I come in sight of the source. Middle-aged vampire is sucking on her neck. I’m on him in a second, stabbing my silver-plated knife into his jaw to pry it open before ripping him off her.

Natasha was slowly trying to mend the pieces of about their master. "Well, Master Morbius Draven was really a cold vampire. He doesn't speak much unless he's having a discussion with someone. He rarely comes out from his chamber and from what I've heard around, his kindness fades, and becomes a ruthless vampire whenever his temper gets the best out of him." Natasha took note of it inside her mind as she listened to how Sandy described him. "Did he hurt anyone?" she wondered. Sandy thinks for a moment before answering what she only knew about.

She ignored my question. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing my hair and twisting my neck to a side before burying her fangs inside my neck. A blood curdling scream escaped through my lungs and she clutched my mouth roughly. She was a vampire, she was so much more stronger than me and I was aware of that. But I had to fight back, I had to do something, anything. With another muffled scream, I tried to lean away from her as she kept sucking my blood, completely draining me. " I hate you and your presence so much that I had to stop myself from ripping your heart out every fucking time you lay your filthy hands on him." She kept rambling as I broke down on the floor, clutching my neck

"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 survived from her ability before, so no doubt that the werewolf is dead by now." I couldn't move. Anger rushed through my veins and I felt like I was a

A vampire My instinct screamed to leave the premises at once, but I stayed. I would fight my way out if need be, but I wasn't exactly sure how many they were. The weird stance of the Secretary finally made sense—She was a vampire too. No wonders… "I've been wanting to see you, Mr.?....." "Drake," he said cheekily. "Mr. Drake, it's nice to meet you finally," I said with a sharp smile.