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He probably felt that the two he gave me were not enough, so he gave me all the boxes of anesthetics. At this dose, the elephant must have been numbed twenty times, right? During this period, I moved only in my room and study. There are Ike and soldiers guarding the outside, vampires can't get in here. I found all the books in Noah study that were related to the Bloods and looked through them one by one. And those books, most of them are books on the history between humans and vampires, and books on the study of humans and vampires. The one Noah showed me was rather unusually

Until one day, while sitting in the corner of a banquet, I overheard them talking about the north. The northern vampire nobles had suddenly grown rich. A young female vampire had opened new trade routes. She had secured deals of a scale no one had ever dared imagine. Elena. It had to be her. In that instant, all my illusions finally vanished. I was going to find her.

My eyes widened-he'd said it loud enough for others to hear. He caught my reaction and scoffed lightly. "Relax. Everyone here is one of us. You'd know that if you were fully transitioned." I let out a quiet breath and slid into the seat across from him. "Is this your place?" I asked, glancing around the cozy shop. He nodded. "Yeah. Vampires only really drink three things, blood, alcohol, and coffee. I figured I'd give them a place to enjoy at least one of those in peace. And talk."

I thought he was going to shred it but instead he looked up at Finn. “What can you tell me about this?” Darren moved back to my side. His arm moved around me, his fingers biting into my side. “It was delivered by a new vampire, that much is for sure. I could tell by how much human scent was still left behind. Which tells us that either they are someone young or they’ve turned someone recently. But they don’t like doing that now. With the vampires on the verge of an internal collapse, they don’t want to create someone else to compete for a food source ... unless they are growing an army. But this doesn’t tell me anything about Alfred. The blood wasn’t corpse blood, so he was alive at the time

She settled on the last one. “The crosses,” she said, nodding as they walked under another one. “Don’t they bother you?” He looked at her, not understanding. He looked like he’d been lost in thought. “Don’t crosses hurt vampires?” she asked. Recognition crossed his face. “Not all of us,” he answered. “Our race is very fragmented. Much like the human race. There are many races within our race, and many territories—or covens—within each race. It is quite complex. They don’t affect good vampires.”

it seems that the stories roaming around were not totally true, and I got to search for the untold truth by myself. I spent the entire day roaming from one room to another until I found myself in an immense library, the exact thing I need right now. I gathered as much as I could from books, but not any kind of books. One that talks about the vampires' history and creation, the war between species, also a book of curses, and another one that describes Lycans as the number one enemy for vampires. I took all these books to my room and locked myself while reading. The first book I started with was called '' The history of vampires' creation'' by Kieran Orlok. The book describes the beginning of

I felt the wooden floor creek beside me before my ears were assaulted with a sudden cracking of bones, Noah’s body crashing into me, pinning me to the floor boards; my breath only getting faster as I couldn’t move; couldn’t see what was happening. I knew that a simple broken bone would not kill a vampire; even if Silas had broken Noah’s neck, it would not kill him. Not so easily. But, then again, the power of the royal bloodline was unmatched, not even the oldest of creatures could face them and come out the other side alive. I prayed to every god I had ever heard of, even the gods of the mortal humans who lived around us all; never the wiser. Mortal's weren't allowed to learn of us, they co

The finale to this night. "The Vampire will die."

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

Unbidden, Winters clenched her hand into a fist and the club instantly shattered like glass –causing the Cyclopes to jump away in shock as the goddess hissed: “Vampire…” As if to make matters worse, a howl pierced the night air. “…and a werewolf,” … “My past is an armor I cannot take off, no matter how many times you tell me the war is over.” –Jessica Katoff … Vampires have always been natural, solitary creatures of the night though following the events of the Righteous Purge; it is not unheard of them to build a group or some heinous cult of some sorts no matter how rare it has been throughout the years… they are not like werewolves or nymphs who come in droves, after all. They preferred to