My Vampire Guardian Brittany Novels & Stories

" That is also true. I'm actually so scared. I'm very sad I won't see what my beautiful son grows into. I just hope he lives a wonderful and happy life . I also hope he doesn't grow to get revenge." " There is something I didn't tell you my love. " " What's that honey ". "There are various beings in this world. There are vampires , werevolves, hybrids living with us". " You are very funny my love" Crystal said bursting with laughter," I understand you're trying to make me smile baby ,thank you very much . But don't you vampires and werevolves is a little far?". "I really mean it my love, they really do exist. The reason why Richard is so powerful isn't only because he's in the mafia , but al

She could practice fighting with her brother when he was free. She thought of going back. From afar she could sense three unknown vampires among her family. She increased her pace to reach the castle in time for dinner. When she opened the door to the dining room, she was very surprised to see three vampires staring at her. There was a woman who was of her mother's age and a girl who seemed older than her and beautiful and lastly a boy who seemed Kyson's age. He had blonde hair and sharp features and good-looking for his age. He seemed dangerous but Ingrid could not help but felt drawn towards him.

He couldn't possibly trust a heartless woman like her when it comes to situations like this one. She noticed the confusion in his eyes. She felt empathetic at that point after realizing that the vampires relied only on human blood. She knew that the Vampires would not be able to access Western Hosbon once she is protecting the humans. And this would eventually lead to the untimely death of many Vampires. "Don't worry, everything is going to be alright." She said, comforting the Lord of Vampires. He just bit his lips in pain because he knew that it was never going to be alright without them having the humans to themselves.

Before they knew it, they killed all the vampires. “Here you go.” Hadrian told Marissa as his fingers glowed and he placed them on her face. She healed immediately. “Aiden!” Colby said, looking at the hallway. Lynette was watching them fight with speed and agility. She understood the truth, they were vampires, but what she couldn't process was that Aiden compelled her even when she promised that she would keep his secret. Aiden looked at her, his fangs turned back to their normal size, but his lips were still covered with blood.

"But you don't have to worry about hurting her. Since you won't come back willingly, I have no use for you anymore. I doubt anyone else does either." I watched as Bristol flung the sharp metal in my direction. The pointed end landed directly into the exposed flesh of my arm. Before I knew it, Kaya was running at me. "Let's see how dormant that blood lust of yours is," Bristol said with a savaged smirk as he watched his new vampire-daughter attack his biological one. I evaded her attacks as best I could, dodging and turning and calling out to her to stop. "Listen to me!" But she couldn't hear me, and my pleas fell on deaf ears.

Although she wasn't expecting an answer, she asked anyway. Akira's anxious about how a vampire could enter the safest place in the city. “For the fall of the king and rise of the new king.” The vampire guard muttered, and Akira heard it. ‘King? New King?’ “For the fall of the king and raise of the new king.” He muttered it repeatedly like a chant. The vampire's mouth was pouring saliva so thick and in the color blue. It reminded Akira of rabies, and she also saw it in pictures. Traces of thick things on the scene and the color blue weren't able to be identified back then. But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir.

Zander sensed it as he stopped as well, before a word left his mouth I turned and rushed down as fast as possible, leaving a very confused wolf behind. Reaching the destination left me amused and a bit of horrified. Brittany was in the arms of her mate, technically. Eric had wrapped his hands on Brittany in a way that her hands were blocked from attacking. She was struggling in his arms trying her best to break free and kill someone. That is until my eyes laid on non other than Macy who was surrounded by her loyal servants. By the judge of blood on Brittany' s claw it was quite clear that she did attack someone and trust me you don't want to take lightly. She has a face of a warrior behind t

One of the first wardens who was busy checking on the state of new prisoners was behaving more strangely than in previous years. "This is your chance to live, right? So your order doesn't apply to me. My name is Brittany Brown and I think my name is quite famous for you, " Brittany continued, dropping the glass to the floor and putting her hands behind her back. Then a telepathic dispatch from Zayn adds to Brittany's demonic smile appearing that easy.

Then, because apparently even in the middle of a massacre we were still us, I shot back, “You look worse covered in blood.” Her gaze shifted past me to Blake, and her whole face hardened. “I told you I’d fix it,” she said tightly. Before I could even process that, Blake saw her. He froze in the middle of trying to claw Kaden’s face off. “Brittany?” The disbelief in his voice was almost funny. Brittany lifted her bloody blade. “Surprise.” “You traitorous bitch!” She smiled at him then, cold and sharp. “That means very little coming from you.”

There was a light, white scar that spanned her entire arm on the inner part of her left arm. When Zachary saw the scar, he instantly sighed. “Little Miss B, I remember this scar clearly. Back then, you were only eight years old. You insisted on practicing how to fight with swords. In the end, you accidentally got cut in the arm. Your entire arm nearly came off. I was the one who brought you to the doctor. You can’t lie to me,” he said. Brittany had a complicated look in her eyes. In the end, she knew she couldn’t deny it anymore. She sighed. “Uncle Xavier, Little Miss B from years ago is long dead. My name is now Brittany Rockefeller. Why must you cling to the past?”