Novel & Cerita My Vampire System: A Dragon's Revenge

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

He staggered back and loosened his grip, which allowed her to break free. Knowing that she didn't stand a chance at repossessing her sword, she pulled one of the smaller daggers out of her belt and launched it at the vampire, who had now regained his focus and was heading for her. The dagger struck him in the heart and a loud shriek escaped him as he burst into flames, ending up as nothing more than a pile of ash within seconds.

"You are, my daughter, you are a Royal Lycan, you are my blood, my princess, my daughter and I am glad that I have finally found you," " Am...am I not dead?" I stuttered as I couldn't believe that I wasn't. I had felt myself sinking into the water, after I had fallen inside of it, I had felt life drift away from me and I had welcomed death. "You aren't dead, my princess" her hands searched for mine and I gave her mine. "You didn't die in the water, Aurora, you are royalty and that is the reason why you didn't die" the woman who had introduced herself as my mother said.

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

Somehow, my vampire nature was flourishing, and I wonder if it was the ark or the diary. “Hey, kids...” The Dragon King entered the vault, and he gasped. “How did you open the vampire ark? Sergei is going to go frantic!” he said in a pissed voice, and I pulled Asteria back. “I am a vampire...” I said, and he rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but royal blood is needed... so I need to know, Asteria, how did you manage to tamper with the system...” He was nervous, upset, confused, and everything in between.

Beneath my ribs, the core of dragon flame pulsed with a steady, comforting rhythm. It radiated a warm, controlled heat that spread through my veins, assuring me that the abyss had not claimed my life—it had only forged a monster. ​I stood up, shaking the dust and dried blood from my tattered clothes. My physical frame felt completely altered, dense, and packed with explosive kinetic potential. The weak, humiliated outcast who had been thrown into the dark was dead. Only Ronan Vane remained, and he had returned to collect a blood debt. ​Moving under the cover of the creeping dusk, I crossed the borderlands and made my way toward the outer perimeters of the Vane estate.

She could practice fighting with her brother when he was free. She thought of going back. From afar she could sense three unknown vampires among her family. She increased her pace to reach the castle in time for dinner. When she opened the door to the dining room, she was very surprised to see three vampires staring at her. There was a woman who was of her mother's age and a girl who seemed older than her and beautiful and lastly a boy who seemed Kyson's age. He had blonde hair and sharp features and good-looking for his age. He seemed dangerous but Ingrid could not help but felt drawn towards him.

Dressed like royalty, fed like a prince, but with the soul of a man who no longer knew how to feel. But then… Ariana’s name would echo through my mind like an anchor. Aurora’s laugh. The feel of her fingers in my hair. I held onto that. Even as Nerissa made me kneel beside her throne. Even as she placed her hand on my shoulder like I belonged to her. Even as I smiled and whispered lies. “I’m yours,” I would say. And I was — until the day I killed my first vampire. Not for survival. For revenge. I slit Varun’s throat while he slept.

“Sorry, man. It’s just… sucking blood from another guy’s wrist isn’t exactly my idea of a fun time.” Jules grinned, revealing his sharp premolars and canines. “It is mine.” He used the knife on his left wrist and held it out to Ember who murmured thanks as she took it, her eyes meeting Samuel’s across the room as she began to drink. She had to be thinking about what it would mean to be vampire, Samuel thought. They would be the same, but also, she was possibly the last pure dragon and there was a sorrow and loss to ending their people. Not an end, he amended looking at Toby. Perhaps this was necessary. Perhaps it was the revival of their people. Two dragons could only create one offspring, a

Create myths. I provide truth. Exact. Detailed. Undeniable. 7:18 AM - Wolf fighter (W-22, name: Sarah Klein). Throat torn by Cormac's enforcer. Bled out in forty seconds. 7:19 AM - Vampire hunter (V-34). Staked by Valentina Corvino. Turned to ash. 7:21 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-03). Holy water attack by Tom Cracksman. Burned from inside. Died screaming.