Mr Vampire 1 Novels & Stories

Ten other werewolves accompanied him, and the ensuing battle commenced. A male vampire lunged at Adams, gripping him tightly around the waist, trying to restrain him. Unfazed, Adams extended his razor-sharp claws, plunging them deep into the vampire's back before flinging him upward, crashing him forcefully against the ceiling. As the vampire crashed to the ground, Adams swiftly impaled his hand into the vampire's chest, searching for his beating heart. “Ahhhhhh!" The man emitted a short and agonizing scream as Adams ripped out his heart, ending his life.

Two vampires that had been approaching her, halted once they saw what had happened to their fellow comrade, and gave each other a look. They turned back to her—to us—and rushed forward. Nothing would separate me from my child ever again. I unleashed my claws and picked the vamp zooming in my direction. Her movements were a little difficult to track because of how fast they moved, but I was determined. I sensed Maverick's presence behind me, slowly getting closer, and I braced myself for what was about to happen next. We communicated without once speaking, and I accepted his plans with utmost faith. The vamp reached my side, but I couched low, slashing her across the abdomen and ripping throu

Vampire’s head. I, who at the time had already inside the vent witnessed everything, as the gun rested on Levi’s skin he couldn’t help but raise his hands in the air. “Go!” Levi whispered. The man held Mr. Vampire’s lapel and dragged him away from the vent, I was so powerless that I let the guy take him and it didn’t stop there, the man punched Mr. Vampire in the face afterward, making the hair on my neck stood the moment I heard the punching noises storming into the vent.

The one at the front tested the shallows, glancing back at the others. “Now,” Father breathed. *** He was gone in a blur, and we were right behind him. The first vampire didn’t even see him coming—just a flash of movement before Father’s hand closed around his throat, snapping it with a sound that cracked through the night. Robert hit the one on the left flank, sending him sprawling into the water. I went straight for the two holding her. The one on her right barely had time to snarl before I drove my shoulder into his chest, slamming him into the ground and pulling out his heart before flinging it into the water .

The vampire looked at Vlad who gave a short nod from his head as a go ahead before returning his gaze at Hiro. "Marcus, master." "In your next life, choose a better master." Hiro said with a devilishly smile, all his teeth were getting in a shape like a shark's own. "I don't understand." Marcus didn't get to finish his words when one of Hiro hands went through the Vampire's middle, his fingers slightly moved to the left side of the breastbone (sternum) and went in, when his fingers came out, it brought the undead heart of the Vampire and right before Vlad eyes, Marcus turned into ashes which suddenly disappeared.

he murmured. Marcus grinned. “Always.” The moment the first infected lunged, the world seemed to slow. Steve moved first. To the weakened werewolves, he was nothing but a blur—too fast, too precise, too lethal. The first attacker barely had time to process what was happening before Steve’s hand closed around his throat, his grip unyielding. With one swift motion, he snapped the man’s neck like a twig and let the lifeless body crumple to the ground.

The male vampire's broad chest quickly got in the way. "Are you deaf? After all, I'm not a creature you can eat easily!" "Who's trying to eat you, Miss Sweetie?" The male vampire's finger lifted Ruby's chin. Ruby's hat-covered gaze was instantly fixed on the vampire's identity. The skin was deathly pale. A temple-to-cheek vein that looked like cracked glass. Blazing red eyeballs. Ruby wondered where she had seen this familiar face. Memory led to the blackboard in the break room.

“Mr. Vale, you’re bleeding.” He raised his head, locking gaze with me. In the dim moonlight, his eyes were brighter, sharper, and something about him was wild and strange. Like I was looking at a completely different person. His nostrils flared. “So are you,” he growled. “Did he hurt you?” “What?” I blinked, confused, but then I felt the dull throb at the back of my head. When I touched it, it was sticky with blood. I hadn’t even realized.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of