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Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

In fact, she can't wait to see them die. The five vampires glare at the four with greed. They even salivate as they see the blood all over the ground. Despite the four shooing them away, three male vampires rush towards the three gangsters. They appear next to them, one facing his prey, one appears on his prey's back, and the last one appears on his prey's side. They are more likely to compete with each other who can drain the blood of their prey. The three male vampires thrust their fangs to their necks simultaneously, and drained their blood.

We just finished eating dinner, and the sun is about to set. I sat on the pile of books that she had finished reading for the last few days about the history of the witches, Salem, and lots more of it. This bookworm is not just curious about vampires and werewolves but also about witches. And to think that she has already read all the books from the vampires' palace, and also, the werewolves', I certainly feel that my girlfriend is now a walking library. It started when she discovered that she could read so damn fast in her vampire form, and I never knew it. She can freaking finish reading a whole five hundred pages book in just no more than twenty minutes. Crazy, right? While me? I'm fine.

Christopher asked, stirring what appeared to be a pot of spaghetti on the stove. Before Grace could answer, the back door came bursting in, shards of glass flying across the room, peppering the couple with fragments. Grace threw her hands in front of her face to protect her eyes. When she pulled her arms down, she began to scream. Looking into the maniacal steel gray eyes, there was no doubt in her mind now that Jack Carol and his brother were Vampires. * * *

His words end and linger in the air as I think. “What kind of blood do you need?” Elnora’s voice is closer than it should be as she asks the creature. “Any vampire blood is fine.” “How do we know that if we give you this that you will leave us alone. If you had this deal with the past King, why were vampires still coming into our town?” Elnora stops walking as she reaches my side. “Those that came into town were rouge. Your killer, she had every right to dispose of them as she did. If they were going to come after the people who were supplying the food for our children, we would have done it ourselves. She made our jobs easier. Something we told your King.” “How much blood do you need?” Elno

When she raised her hand to wipe at it, the vampire’s vice grip stopped her. “Allow me,” the vampire said with a sickening sweet tone. Agatha’s eyes widened as the vampire’s face moved close. The intense light magnified the pulsing of her blueish veins beneath her white skin. Her thick, pouty lips parted as her long tongue licked the blood from Agatha’s flesh. An involuntary shudder of revulsion by the witch caused the vampire to laugh out loud. “Oh I do hope Corey wins you. If you shudder from my touch, I can only imagine how you’ll respond to his sadistic sexual prowess.” She clapped her hands in a childlike manner. “He promised to let me watch and then share your blood at the end.”

"The woman Caeser loved was human so one night he lost his control and bit her. Instead of dying, he turned her into a vampire and when they had their first child, the vampire population grew from then. Vampires led the island and would occasionally go to the human world to get some blood. Animal blood was an option, but not satisfactory. And just like humans, vampires are also curious... But one vampire got curious at the wrong place. She tampered with the world we vampires can never experience. The world after death." Alexander stood up and walked to a shelf, pulling out a thick blue book. It had no title or author and it looked like it had been there for centuries. The blue was starting t

I found myself walking towards her. "We can't Carden would kill us. If not him then her flat out rejection of us." We stopped in our tracks. I sat down beside Sarin with a smile starting to read a book that Blair-Boo had been reading, By These Ten Bones, By Clare B. Dunkle. "Would this book be about us or would Vampire Diaries fit better. We are a hybrid after all. A forced into existence, freak of nature."

I was transferred to the Level One island when, in my first few weeks at the island, two of the counselors turned out to be traitors who had been trying to open the vaults in the interlinked tunnels underneath the islands. That whole incident resulted in an explosion of my abilities, making me realize that I am not human but vampire. However, if I thought that was it, just two months ago, when Rachel Adkins, one of the prodigies having graduated from this camp, returned as an Assistant Counselor and ended up stealing the contents of the vault under the Level One island and attacked me. Later on, the Director informed me that I was not a simple vampire but a Blood Moon Hybrid, a child between

The town was his for the taking. Kyle lifted his chin, listening, sensing, closing his eyes. He could sense Caitlin’s presence strongly in this city. And Caleb’s. Sam, he wasn’t so sure about, but he knew that at least the two of them were here. That was good. Now all he had to do was find them. He would come upon them by surprise, and, he imagined, kill them both quite easily. Paris was a much simpler place. There was no grand vampire Council, like in Rome, that he had to answer to. Even better, there was a strong evil coven here, led by Napoleon. And Napoleon owed him.