My Vampire Guardian Brittany Novels & Stories

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.

The girl croaked out wincing in pain. Brittany wiped her sweat with a towel as the girl heaved. Brittany hurried to the window and gazed out only to find that the being with magical powers lay dead on the ground. A big black wolf stood hovering over him, snarling like an absolute menace. Brittany felt a surge of relief washing over her as the ominous spell was lifted off her. All of a sudden a chill ran down her spine when she felt a dark gaze on her. Her eyes snapped to the main gate from where Gabriel was barging in with tons of vampires looking straight at her.

She has no idea what trouble she’s in tasting so good. * * * The Travors Bloodline August 5th, 1716 Transcriber: Fredrick Yearn Maxwell George Barnett is born within the Freemore bloodline. Vampire Cornelius Herrington is the possessor of all individuals who belong within the stated bloodline. At the moment Maxwell is one of eight persons alive who can nourish their owner. Thankfully, vampire rules state that blood lettings cannot happen until the individual is no longer a child. March 17th, 1736

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

Kingsley said and stormed out. Karina fell weakly on her butt crying bitterly. She knew Kingsley wasn't going to accept her easily it just hurts that he hates her now and doesn't want to see her again. < THE ADDAMS MANSION > Brittany was currently in she and Vince's bedroom laying down on the bed operating her phone. All of a sudden the room door opened and Vince came in. Brittany immediately got down from the bed and tried to walk out of the room but Vince grabbed her and pulled her back.

"Yes. I really like her. I heard she has no parents. We can be her parents now and take good care of her." Horace nodded. "Alright." Just then, Wendy's long, delicate eyelashes fluttered, and slowly she opened her eyes. Brittany smiled with relief. "You're awake!" Wendy sat up. "Did I pass out?" "Yes," Brittany replied. "You scared me half to death!" Wendy smiled gently. "Don't worry. I know my body well. I'm just a little tired." She had to hold on. She had already healed Brittany, and now she had to find a way to save Stanley.

But then I stopped. Dead. Lucian stepped out of the car. Dashing as ever, sleeves rolled up like he knew the effect it had on my ovaries. But beside him, dragging a suitcase like she lived here, was Brittany. Brittany. She looked right at me, her lips curling into a smirk that could curdle milk. Her makeup was flawless, her hair windswept in that model-off-duty kind of way, and her aura screamed I came to start a fire. I blinked, looked at Lucian who smiled at me, then back at her.

Before he left, he shot his bodyguard a cold glance and spoke in a drop dead tone, "Seize her. " Brittany's leg lost all strength and she fell to the ground shivering. She had never seen Ruben that angry. He was burning with intense hatred and rage. He didn't even glance at her once but her body felt like a thousand hot needles were thrusted into her skin, the piercing hot feeling made her break into cold sweat as she seeped out of consciousness and was huddled away by the body guards.

He turned to look at Damien Damien was one irresponsible vampire that cared not for the life of anyone. Damien's hands were soaked in thousands of people's blood. He literally killed for fun. Watching Damien care for a life for the first time in his existence made Alden question what his connection with the lady was "Bring her" Alden replied and walked out of the room. Damien carried Elsie and followed Alden into another room which had medical instruments in it