Novel & Cerita My Vampire Roommate Anime

"Well, technically we're half-vampires. Full vampires are extremely rare and mostly live in Europe." Ploy's laughter died abruptly. "You're serious." "Deadly serious," I confirmed. "Prove it." I looked at Bew, who shrugged. "She's your roommate. Your call." I stood up and walked over to the metal desk chair in our room. With one hand, I gripped the back of it and slowly crushed the metal tubing like it was made of clay. Ploy's eyes went huge. "Holy shit," she whispered. "Language," Bew said automatically, then grinned. "Also, that was pretty impressive. Your control has gotten better since last summer."

I saw the woman leaning against a wall. Her long black hair that is knee-length, black lipstick, black eyeliner, black nails, and is wearing a black t-shirt and black pants. She looks like a rebellious girl when you look at her with the chewing gum in her mouth leaning on the wall and cross arms. "Welcome roommate! My name is Lyra Bloodworth, and I'm your beautiful vampire roommate!" She exclaimed, transforming into a bat and then flew closer to me and returned to her human form.

"You are now officially student of Vampire high, welcome to Vampire High. You're journey begins here." ~~~ I smiled as I opened the door of my room and almost gasped as I was exposed to a large room, as in too big! Living room, kitchen Then there are two more hallways. It's a house and not a room. The interior theme is black and the furniture theme is white. There are paintings hanging on the wall. "Roommate." I looked at the one who's spoken. I saw the woman leaning against a wall where I could pass. Long black hair that I think is knee-length, black lipstick, black eyeliner, black nails, and is wearing a black t-shirt and black pants.

For me having a huge room or even how beautiful it is was amazing yet whatever it is, it was ok since I grew up in the most hideous room. Yet again that was not what I was concerned about. I have too much on my plate. I don't wanna think of another problem now. I get inside my room. I guess I would try to rest a bit before facing all of the problems of this heart of mine. ------- Tamara" I call the latest vampire that I give blood, Annette the Lilitu vampire. She and the other vampire that I, under my sired blood, would come with me to a battle even if my mom doesn't want me to go. Yet I show her that I can do it.

It always made me nervous, like it was building up some sort of anticipation. A blood-curdling scream rang throughout the hallway as we approached the door to his room, causing me to stop dead in my tracks. I watched as a blonde pet bolted her way down the hallway, a smirking vampire a little ways behind her. She wasn't wearing a collar. The vampire took leisurely steps towards her as she ran away, like a lion stalking its next victim. My eyes followed her as she ran past us. My heart sank at the sight. She couldn't outrun him, even she should know that.

He can’t attack he is too weak. "Yes, this is Alanis." I let go of my boyfriend’s hand and Jabi looks at our hands confused with what is happening. It should’ve clicked by now but he is a little slow. "You brought a vampire home?" I nod. His brows furrow "Why?" I manage a smile "He is my mate" I explain. It takes a while for him to comprehend what I am saying but once understanding hits in, a faint smile spreads to his face. He doesn’t need to say it out loud, he doesn’t need to tell me. I already know what he is thinking.

A sharp, crisp voice cuts through the noisy chatter of the cafeteria. I pause with my wine glass and turn around. Standing there is a girl who looks like she walked straight out of a gothic anime—pale-blonde twin tails, striking crimson eyes, and a smile that flashes two razor-sharp fangs. A Vampire Awakener. "I heard I was assigned a new roommate," the girl chirps, stepping closer. "Are you her? Let me introduce myself. I'm Liviel, Awakener of Lilith, the Progenitor of Vampires."

Matteo stepped into a dark hallway, with candles flickering along the walls. His short blond hair was neatly combed back, and his blue eyes scanned the area until they found a black coffin sitting in the middle of the room. He walked over and gently lifted the lid. Inside, the vampire Vlad was fast asleep, his eyes closed and his hands resting on his chest. Matteo knew Vlad hated being woken up, but this couldn't wait. He sharpened his claws and sliced open his own palm, letting his blood drip onto Vlad's lips.

I, in turn, grew used to glancing at him before making a decision. One night, in my study, we had been discussing the terms of a partnership as usual. Our eyes met without intention, and silence settled between us. With the instincts vampires are born with, we both understood it clearly. We were drawn to each other. Riven suddenly asked, “What was the place you grew up in like?” His tone was calm and direct. He never circled around a thought, never picked up the affectations common to vampire nobility. That straightforwardness always put me at ease.

I asked. She nodded her head yes. The only thing I could do at the moment was reduce it because there is no way I would be able to stay without it. Vampires are that way, that can’t live away from something cold. “But why? You are a vampire.” I stated. She then pointed at her stomach. “Because of this, I am limited to the amount of cold I get while sitting. I don’t sleep with the air conditioner on but before sleeping and before I retire to the room, I have it on-ed.” she croaked.