Otome Game Vampire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I pull my hand out, causing the vampire to fold into himself and roll to the side. I waste no time in scrambling up and jumping on the vampire. I slash at him, alternating my left and right hands. I slash more and more until there’s nothing left but flash and black tar-like blood. “Baby, are you okay?” I turn to see Vonte walking toward me. Beyond him is the vampire that was in front of Abe. I look back at Vonte, and there are two of him. My body sways, and darkness takes over. ~Tia~

But knowing herself, she, of course, slapped herself from getting turned on and focused on saving her mate - or maybe not. “...not even your filthy dick can do something about it.” Vladimir finished his words as she suddenly showed up in front of the vampire. He grabbed its hardened dick before ripping it off his body with his bare hands. The vampire whined in pain and fell onto its knees and Vladimir did not hesitate on chopping its head over with one slash of his hand. He dropped what he ripped off from its body before licking the blood that was running down from his hand. He smirked which made Tosh to quivered in fear.

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

Matteo stepped into a dark hallway, with candles flickering along the walls. His short blond hair was neatly combed back, and his blue eyes scanned the area until they found a black coffin sitting in the middle of the room. He walked over and gently lifted the lid. Inside, the vampire Vlad was fast asleep, his eyes closed and his hands resting on his chest. Matteo knew Vlad hated being woken up, but this couldn't wait. He sharpened his claws and sliced open his own palm, letting his blood drip onto Vlad's lips.

With fright funneling through my body, I watch through shaky eyes as the Vampire grunts and glowers grimly at her. “I won’t miss my aim again” Mortiz warns coldly, her voice stern and letting me know once more just how capable a Demon she is. I know if she strikes him again, it’ll be over. The Vampire holds his reproach while gripping the left side of his chest that’s bleeding into the lime-green cardigan he wears. The sight of blood dying into the bright fabric doesn’t sit well with me and I start to fidget with anxiety. He moves his blood-red lips rustily to imitate a wry smirk as he rattles hoarsely, “I guess I underestimated you a bit back there…”

The black glass dagger descended, a streak of obsidian darkness in the witch-light of the Ossuary. Damon Carter struck with the precision of a butcher and the hatred of a brother scorned. The blade bit deep into the base of Ryan’s skull, a killing blow meant to sever the spine and extinguish the flicker of life sustaining the monstrous transformation.

“He works for Cumberbatch and she knows all the Overlords. That’s why the fucker is silent.” The pale-skinned vampire with a skull-like face snorted at Lykoan. “I’m afraid of no one.” He spat on the floor and enunciated, “I’m the motherfucker that plays over other motherfuckers, you motherfucker. You don’t get shit out of me!” "Enough." My deep, irritated voice echoed through the room followed by two loud cracks from T-Rex’s gun. The vampire’s head snapped backwards as blood sprayed across the floor before his body slumped forward, letting gravity complete his journey to the ground. Likewise, Synmour's death followed. Ray-Hart severed their heads from their bodies to ensure they stayed dead.

I then quickly weaved some signs before touching him. Vampire 3 fell down on the ground and began to wither like burned paper.

"Follow me wolves, we are heading to the woods." Mr Derek said and stormed out of the office followed by Mr Damon and finally the wolves leaving only Emma in the office. "Finally, it's happening." She whispered with a smirk plastered on her lips. . . . SECLUDED AREA. A huge black wolf and a vampire were lying on the floor almost lifeless and a huge beast stood few metres away from them. "Now, I'm going to kill you first." Lord Voldemort thundered in his beastly form as he grabbed hold of Dorian neck and began draining the life outta from him.

she snaps, then gives a pitiful attempt at attacking me. She has a letter opener and she slices my leg, hitting a major artery. I nearly collapse but my eye catches the blade of a large paper cutter. I swiftly jerk it off the base and spin with it blade side out. It catches air just as flames dart into the door she stupidly left open. It distracts her long enough for me to jump to meet her near the ceiling. I hear the blade whip through the air and the crack of it hitting her bone. Fresh blood fills the air, but dead blood that only a vampire carries. It sprays all over me and I turn away.