My Forbidden Vampire Novelas e Histórias

"If he's capable, let him do it himself; it would be an insult to me to let you take her." Noah said indifferently. The vampire stood awkwardly in place at once. "You can choose to roll now, or you can choose to get beaten up by me before you roll." Noah always stood in front of me blocking me. "Come together and catch that human." A vampire said, glaring at me. "Lunisokandor!" (Blood language: Blood Red Abyss.) At Noah’s feet, a dark red glow quickly formed a vortex that spread rapidly. A dozen vampires looked at the vortex at his feet and tried to flee.

Something had made her angry again, and I could already guess who it was. "That motherfucker, who the hell does he think he is?" Delilah spat, her eyes were full of fires. I didn’t need her to say his name. I knew exactly who she was talking about—Nickolas, the ruthless Russian Alpha from the Shadowood Pack, the man she was supposed to marry in two weeks. The man who had never shown her the slightest bit of interest.

I let my eyes move across the table, watching their silent reactions. “But it’s the vampires that disturb me more,” I continued, voice soft but clear. “The killer used a forbidden method, death by full blood drainage. No tears, no marks of force. Just… empty. And the way the blood was drained wasn’t just to kill, it looked ceremonial. Intentional. As if someone is trying to ascend… or become something, someone, supernatural.” I stopped there, keeping the rest of my findings close to my chest. I didn’t trust them enough to give more. The room had fallen dead silent.

- Clary's POV - "Clary!" I heard his scream coming from the magical forest. I was too shocked to hear his voice. I wasn’t ready to even hear it. I wasn’t prepared for any interaction with him, and I had no plans to have one. He was never in my plan. I could not forgive him for colluding with Andrea, the wolf who killed our child. I could never forgive both of them.

Others… others are being used. “Used by who?” I had no patience for riddles. My throat tightened. “Who would... who would do that to a dead?” “A living thing,” she said. “A living wolf that has forgotten the difference between power and hunger. Or wolves who have nothing left to lose and will gamble with the dead for a return.” She met my eyes. “Forbidden ritual, Damon. Someone reached where no one should reach.” The word hit hard—forbidden ritual. The council had laws...blood-written, old ink...about summoning the dead and spirits. It was treachery disguised as desperation.

He grinned, evilly and finally claimed her lips, but only before imprinting those words of his on her existence. "And why you're His Forbidden Obsession, Princess,"

he said, his voice cold, "you are hereby no longer considered as a member of the Silverfox pack. All ties are severed. You are now a fugitive, an outcast." The pack erupted in a frenzy of condemnation. "Silence!" Serbian's voice cracked like thunder. A hush fell over the crowd. "On the rules guiding this pack, which include having an external affair with the Ironhearts, our sworn enemies. Caroline Moonbolt will face banishment. You have three minutes," he continued, a cruel grin spreading across his face, "to run. Run for your life, before the moon is fully upon us." I scrambled to my father's side. He was bruised and weak, barely conscious.

“I promise.” She nodded, but I could see the doubt in her eyes. This wasn’t something that could be fixed overnight. This was a life-altering change, one that neither of us had prepared for. And it scared me to think that someone out there had done this on purpose, had taken my best friend and ripped away her humanity without a second thought. “I don’t want to be a vampire,” Jenny said suddenly, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t want to have to drink blood, or live forever, or… or any of it.”

The Mysterious Bidder Victoria watched in horror as the blonde was purchased by a red eyed vampire for half a million. He snatched her off the platform with an evil grin. The girl kicked and screamed as the vampire snapped his fangs at her and laughed. A Forsaken. She didn't want to think about what would happen to the poor girl. From what she'd learned so far Forsaken vampires were heartless creatures who took pleasure in tormenting their prey. They were consumed with blood lust, forsaking pure emotions and eventually falling into madness.

There were a difference between them and canines. Our canines were pointy yet thick while fangs of a vampire is long, pointy and thin, easier to pierce through flesh. " It's impossible," I whispered, confused and stunned that she was a hybrid. It is forbidden to be such a creature. Out of our law. She rolled her eyes and dusted a finger over a leaf. " But here I am, standing before you." the taunt is heavy on her tongue. I shook my head. " This is forbidden. The council-