Romans & histoires My Vampire System: A Dragon's Revenge

It was something else, but he didn’t care whatever it was couldn’t stop him. “I don’t know, just kill it so we can get into the warehouse.” The Dark One said to his men. The vampires blurred and started to attack the beast’s body staying away from his head. The beast roared when the vampires started clawing at his body. He started shaking his big body and throwing himself against trees trying to get the vampires off of him. Out of nowhere a Dragon swooped down, using it’s claws ripping his vampires off of the big beast and setting them on fire dropping them to the ground. The Dark One sighed deeply not wanting to waste time. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the dragon into the big beas

"He dared to lay his filthy hands on the future Archontissa. He should be grateful Archon gave him a quick death, because I would've spent a century peeling the skin from his bones." Those words finally did the trick. Chairs flipped over as the nobility scrambled to their feet. "You murdered her in cold blood!" A vampire roared, lunging across the table with claws out and aiming straight for Nyx's throat. But someone from the dragon faction moved faster, catching the vampire mid-air and locking his hand around the Vampire’s windpipe before slamming him into the table hard enough to crack it. "Touch her again and I'll rip out your spine and use it as a whip!" He growled.

He had waited over thirty years, he wouldn't waste a minute. As he raised off his stake, ready to attack the defenseless creature, the door suddenly opened and two huge vampires walked in. Marco and the vampire King were already transformed into the evil creature that they were. Their fangs were out, revealing their glory to the shocked man. With their protruding ears and red eyes, Matthew knew there was no way he'd survive what was about to happen. The vampire King quickly attended to both Bella and Adonis while Marco faced the Hunter.

"With my recovered strength, plus the remaining nineteen top-tier vampires, it seems the direction of the battle is clear. I will be the victor." However, the smile that was on Ansel's lips faded. Swooossshhh~ … With a very fast movement, Ansel returned to his feet behind the remaining nineteen top-level vampires. Damien, who had closed his eyes, has now opened his eyes again. And what could be seen was, Damien's eyes were pitch black. All of his eyes turned black. There were red veins all over Damien's body that ran over his muscles to his neck. Crackkk~ … Crackkk~…

I can see someone coming to the door with a face filled with anger that he was disturbed. “The penalty for disturbing the king is death; who are you to think you are to disturb him in this manner?” The grumpy vampire spits at me, and I am instantly on edge. “We need time! Things are bad here.” Harmony screams. “On it,” I respond before speaking. “I am mated to King Brandt; I am Queen of the Northern Vampires.” His face contorts instantly as I shove past him and into the house. “Now get me your king,” I demand.

bloodline. Then, he crushed our newborn with a single claw before the pup’s eyes even opened, summoning the enchanted silver chains that eventually executed me. I died without ever exposing his true identity. Damian Blackwood wasn’t a high-ranking Golden Lycan at all. He was just a low-rank Omega Black Werewolf pretending to be one.

Just as we were conspiring in the hallway about an escape route, a scream, then a roar—not of a beast, but of tortured energy—came from outside the window. I threw open the window. A blinding flare instantly lit up half the night sky. Not far away, intense UV flames—specifically lethal to vampires—rocketed into the sky. That was... the dungeon holding Cassian!

A black and bluish smoke started to rise up from all around us. Just then, the sky turned darker. Somewhere in the distance, we saw weird looking dragon bones fly into the horizon. They were coming straight at us. As if that wasn’t enough, the werewolf corpses started to stand by themselves too. Blast it! This vampire had conjuring powers! I should have known since he had always used those dragon bones from before! “I need your carcass, Shadow wolf. They belong to me!” This was not going to be such an easy fight.

Dragons could go days without sleep, but even I was feeling the toil on my body. Luckily, King Orion’s soldiers could rotate six-hour shifts, most of them spanning the surrounding area of the palace and away from the lighted palace. There had been a few vampires caught and imprisoned, but the ones that I were dead with in seconds. Once landing on one of their backs, my dragon’s scales would flutter up my back as if a raging werewolf, biting into the neck only to rip it to pieces with my claws. Hearing the bones crack, the sinews of the tendons, muscles, and cartilage fueled my fire, thinking that one of these blood demons could be Mortus. Any of the rogue vampires were deemed a threat to my

Martina laughed at stunned Alexander. " You b*tch! How can you insult my daughter like that?" Alexander rose high, flapping his vampiric wings. He came with his sharp blade at Martina, which her dragon dodged, and breathed the fire flames at Alexander in opposition. On the other side, the elite elven knights were busy burning the vampires with their dragon's fire breathing. The hybrids too perished under the hellfire of Drystan's dragon. The vampires opened their wings and the battle began above the ground level.