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“Okay. I understand. But please Marley. Be careful. They know you’re out there.” “Who?” “The other Coven Leaders. You thought Korin was bad. If someone like Othello got you— Absinthe would not be able to do a damned thing about it.” Who the hell was Othello? I didn’t know a thing about the name, or who he was, or his importance. “Who’s Othello?” “Othello is the Lord of the Vampires.” “Absinthe is a Lord too.” I’d met Korin… he was a Lord, and other than being a creep, he wasn’t that ba—

It was a place where old laws were written, where treaties were forged in blood, where war had been both declared and averted countless times. And tonight, it held the last remnants of a world on the edge of annihilation. A vampire lord stood first. His crimson eyes gleamed under the flickering torchlight, his voice sharp as shattered glass. “We’ve all felt it,” he said coldly. “Something has awakened. Something beyond any of us.”

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of horns in the distance, a haunting melody that sent shivers down everyone's spine. Eskaal gritting his teeth. “Prepare yourselves! Vampire forces approach.” A cloud of dust billowed on the horizon, growing larger with each passing second. The vampire army, a dark and formidable presence, came into view. Rancel and Cinhard, the cunning and ruthless duo, rode at the forefront of his army. Their crimson cloak billowed in the wind, and his eyes gleamed with a malevolent thirst for power. Rancel exuded an aura of dark magic that sent ripples through the land.

"... No? If this is your promising plan, we must release the sons of the underworld, or we stand on the ridge of our defeat.” “Or our victory,” countered Sulu. “If I may recommend more human armies, more sons of the underworlds with the help of the codex of demons and your own secret orders of knights were to be enough, after all, they are newly created vampires. They are young and strong, Am I correct milord?” Cornelius and Nirvana nodded. Camellana knew where Sulu was leading them. She had, after all, been plotting with him.

"If he finds out that we are the pack who had been causing harm to his pack, then we prepare for war. I do not beg any king, neither werewolf nor vampire. So order the men to prepare for war. It has been long since I yearned to meet Blade Hemlock." Lucas said, looking at his father. He yearned for blood. He yearned to taste the blood of the vampires, especially the vampire king. "You cannot fight the vampire king. He is not an ordinary being. He has lived thousands of years. He is a god. He was called the God of Wa—" "And I do not give a shit about that, Father. I do not fucking care how long he has lived. All I need is to taste his blood and feel how it tastes on my lips."

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

It is an easy way to tell the Nati apart from turned vampires, their eyes turn red with bloodlust, not black. “Lonut.” Mihai says to the one on the right, “I’m glad you could make it.” Lonut nods, “This is my brother, Vasil, you have yet to meet him, my lord.” Vasil steps forward, clasping Mihai’s hand, “It’s an honour to be invited here.” An honour. He thinks it is an honour to be here when all i want to do is flee from this room and run as fast and as far away as possible.

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

He closes the door, and before I know it, I feel the fatigue that overtakes my body as the ghost orchid, also known as the vampire’s poison, does its job. “Take me instead, not my nephew!” Uncle Felix yells as the car drives away, and I watch him through the rear view mirror as he runs after the car, before my dad growls at him, telling him to stop being dramatic. I close my eyes and lie in the backseat. “We should chop off her head and send it back to them. In that way, they will know that werewolves can’t be messed with in their territories. They knew that the hotel is mine.” Vampire Hater’s voice says as he drives.

The psychic vampire armies are uniformed in blue, while the blood vampires are uniformed in red colour. Also, in the vampire kingdom, there were two main leaders leading. One was the vampire King who oversees the whole vampire kingdom both the commoners and elites, while the second leader, the one and only vampire Lord of the kingdom who oversees the whole army of the vampire kingdom. The Vampire king and the vampire are Blood vampire and psychic vampire respectively. But, apart from these main leaders, there are still some low ranked leaders ruling the council. They are the vampire elders. They are all Eleven in numbers but when a meeting was to be held, the two main leaders will Join the e