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

She ignored my question. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing my hair and twisting my neck to a side before burying her fangs inside my neck. A blood curdling scream escaped through my lungs and she clutched my mouth roughly. She was a vampire, she was so much more stronger than me and I was aware of that. But I had to fight back, I had to do something, anything. With another muffled scream, I tried to lean away from her as she kept sucking my blood, completely draining me. " I hate you and your presence so much that I had to stop myself from ripping your heart out every fucking time you lay your filthy hands on him." She kept rambling as I broke down on the floor, clutching my neck

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed me, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “I love you, my queen, but I'm tired of your benevolent rule, tired of drinking that disgusting artificial blood. I want a killing spree, I want suck my fangs into human's warm blood vessels! Slave them!” Rowan said, his face suddenly tainted with anger, one that also left as quickly as it came. “I'm surprised you think you would succeed,” I said, trying to laugh but it only made the blood flow faster. I was getting drained of blood really quickly. “You won't succeed,” I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!”

Like Jasmine oil, they are always sleek, inviting to touch, and very, very, very lickable…" Maybe it is Dracula's gift to Arturo to be this annoying and damn, was he really swift at it? For every time he would say or do something to provoke me, he does it so well I tell you I have no other choice than to be furious around him. And the one thing I don't want, ever, is for Jasmine to become leveraged to him. Whatever is going on between myself and her is already so complicated as it is. Before I knew what was happening, I had already changed into my vampire man and I was already getting ready to pull his head off, but first, before anything else I needed to wipe that cheeky grin out of his mo

“I just learned how to survive without destroying everything around me.” Jaxon’s smile twisted. “And look where that got you. We’re still in the same fucking cage.” Above them, the matriarch leaned forward with predatory interest, her eyes narrow and glittering. Something was shifting—and she could feel it. “I just… I don’t want to end like this,” Dorian said, his voice low but steady, his eyes flickering briefly to the katana in his hand. He took a deliberate step back, the weight of his brother’s words still heavy in his mind, but he didn’t want this to be their end—not here, not like this. He lowered the blade, his movements smooth, almost mournful.

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

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.

He took a long, greedy sip. And then the vampire’s body seemed to be pierced by hundreds of small burning daggers. Taken aback, Onyx staggered back, tearing his hand, still holding the heart, out of the man's body and falling onto the cold stone floor. An unbearable heat burned across his throat, causing the vampire to wheeze in pain. Kitoria cocked her crossbow, not understanding what was happening to the vampire she had tamed. The world around Onyx was spinning, merging into one blurry, multi-colored spot. A gentle chill ran through his body, throwing him into the darkness of unconsciousness...

"I actually don't want to fight with you, Rellis, but for Eve, I think I won't mind trying. I want to teach this bloodsucker friend of yours a lesson." "Oh, please!" Landon let out a bark of evil laughter. "What did you say? You want to teach me a lesson? How could you do that, huh, you mongrel? You almost died in the hands of Vienna and now you want to feed me with your goddamn arrogance? Well, then, let's see!" I heard a long howl and I was surprised. At our back, wolves started showing up! They mus

The last living dragon in the world, and he looked to him as a savior. He rushed over, throwing himself at the dragon's feet. "Dragon Lord! My savior! I vow to be your faithful servant from this day forward! Anything you need, anything you want, I will die trying to obtain it for you. Just please… save us from the wicked Lycan Queen!" The dragon cast a disdainful glance at the groveling vampire. "Get up," he commanded and the vampire scrambled to his feet, eager to comply with any order. “You’re vampire,” the Dragon observed, more statement than question.