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💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN. (Southern Svetyland) •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• Elbert, the master vampire lay with his head staring at the dark ceiling. He had switched on a blue translucent bulb, as he waited patiently for Damian to come to him. The door creaked open, and the younger vampire stepped into the room. Elbert did not steer. He was like a mannequin at that very moment, and it sent shivers up the younger vampire’s back.

Using his speed, he closed the distance between him and the vampire and grabbed the Vampire by his neck, slamming him on the dumpster behind him. As Lumiére slammed the Vampire onto the dumpster, a loud clang echoed through the silent street. The Vampire struggled to free himself, but Lumiére had a tight grip on his neck, refusing to let go. The Vampire's eyes glowed red with fury as he hissed at Lumiére, attempting to bite him with his sharp fangs. Lumiére's strength was too much for the Vampire to handle. With a quick twist of his wrist, Lumiére snapped the Vampire's neck, causing it to go limp in his hand. The lifeless body of the Vampire fell to the ground with a thud.

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I demanded, pointing my penlight at his face. I’m eleven and still have a year, maybe two, before puberty, but the guy was good-looking. He had a strong jawline under a trimmed black beard that slightly hid his thin lips, and the nostrils of his aquiline nose flared as his dark brown eyes, hallowed by a red ring, narrowed at me. He hissed as he tried to hold an arm up to protect his sensitive eyes from the bright light of my pen light. The vampire grimaced as he realized he’d tried to shield his eyes with his left arm, which was the side he’d been staked.

I tagged the woman’s photo and Candido’s birth records before moving on to the latest report from the moving teams and the search I’d run about the script in the book about vampires. Nothing had come up for the search, but the move of all of our servers had been complete and they were ready for me to install the new security system. As I waited for the system to install the programs, I opened the book on vampires, squinting at it. The script felt familiar the more I stared at it, but I couldn’t remember where I would have seen it. It wasn’t like any language I read regularly.

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak