My Vampire Husband Is Trapped In Hell นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Peter, "Shut up, both of you, don't see the situation and start fighting." Bela, "I don't do anything, it's Vin who starts this nonsense." Vin, "Then you close your ears." Peter got angry, "If you both don't shut up, I won't leave you both." Seeing Peter getting angry, both of them become silent. Peter to Bella, " are you sure you have to do this marriage." Bela in a cold voice, "Yes." Peter took a deep breath, “Bella, do you know that after marriage you will become a part of this world, this will become your family. Will you be able to fight against your family?

Sean replied. “Bring him to me,” Carl ordered. “There’s a problem, my lord—he’s a vampire.” “What? How can a vampire enter Santossa?” Carl’s brows furrowed in disbelief. “Well, according to my research, that vampire is married to a human. He survives on animal blood and owns a vacation house at the boundary between Santossa and Carreon City—a free city where humans reside. He was out hunting deer and rabbits when he witnessed the event.” “Hop in. Let’s go meet him at his place,” Carl said, excitement lighting up his face. Finally, the puzzle might be solved.

I shook so hard I would shutter, standing in Vampir and I’s bedroom, the golden rays cast over the room, everything golden all around with no one in sight. Just as then, the door from the bathroom opened with Vampir stepping out. His hair was wet, clothes clean. I took him in with such urgency and as of then I did not care that we were not on speaking terms. At that point, I did not care that he stared at me with his blood eyes, no humanity seen in him. He was like a shell, the devil having taken over. My feet quickly moved to him only to halt as his eyes darkened from my approach. My heart hammered even more, bolted where I was with the last bits of the fear from the dream slipping away an

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

The prisoner let out a weak groan, his voice broken and trembling. “She’s here… my ex wife…” he winced as the men dragged him another step, blood dripping from his foot onto the gravel. “She’s a vampire. She doesn’t do too well with lights, even during the day we always have the curtains down.” His words were slurred, half-choked with pain, but clear enough.

She didn't struggle—instead, her hands circled his waist, trusting him completely. The sound of my backpack falling alerted them. Saul's eyes snapped to me, sharp as daggers. With a sweep of his hand, he threw the picture frame on his nightstand at me. The picture frame held a photo of us. The frame hit my shoulder hard, then fell to the floor with a loud crash, shattering. "Get out!" I snapped back to reality, realizing what they were doing. The First Embrace: a vampire bit a human on the neck and drained a human's blood to mark ownership, then fed them vampire blood, turning them into a vampire.

I rolled my eyes in disbelief, “Wolves, Vampires and whatnot don’t exist Mrs Maisel. I’m pretty sure it’s just a cooked up story by some story tellers from your— “No!!” She cried out, I jolted sharply at the sudden outburst, “My husband was a demon Hunter! He died in the hands on an alpha wolf!!” Mrs Maisel’s husband died in the military, from a chickenpox outbreak. I nodded quietly and waited until she was done ranting before I reached the creek. The woman was a nutcase, and a pretty persistent one. She made sure I had wore a bracelet made of some twigs around my wrists, saying it would protect me from evil spirits.

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

Irene’s hands shook on her sides as she turned to look at him; he stared at them quietly, letting them drown in the fear of what was going to befall them, and then after what looked like hours, he spoke; ''One of you would have to stay here with me as my wife '' Kate’s lips fell open and she gazed at him with shock, she couldn't believe what she just heard; Why was he this heartless? He wanted one of them to be a wife for just a sum of money when he was obviously bigger than that? How could someone be this heartless and cruel? ''We would pay back the money; please… we just need time… I promise… '' ''If you can pay me now, then fine, if you can't then one of you should prepare to be my wife.

The the men began to speculate that a vampire was to blame. One of them must have been watching me. He must’ve known. Her husband came to me one day, and I found myself staring down the barrel of his gun. “He’s my friend, Daemon!” Chelsea had screamed, throwing herself in front of me. Holding her arms out wide, pleading with him. Protecting me. Her husband did not lower his gun. “Get out of the way! He’s a damn vampire!” I knew the guy. Not well, but I knew him. He was a selfish, jealous prick. Jealous that Chelsea had spent most of her time with me, skeptical that something had happened between us. He was scum and she deserved better.