Rewind System Vampire Harem In The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

I nodded and took the items from her. For Logan, I wished for his curse to be lifted. For Alex, I wished for his wounded heart concerning his late mother to be healed. For Blake, I wished for the shards of guilt he still felt for betraying us to be lifted off his shoulders completely. And then I drew blood from a finger and deposited it into the vial before handing it back to Hyacinth. “Now, Loga—” A javelin came swinging into the field, cutting her off and shocking all of us. The next thing we heard was a war cry and then a group of men that resembled giants started to run towards us and the ground underneath them was quaking as they ran.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

Amelia says strained, and I can tell she’s trying to focus on anything but me. If I could, I’d facepalm myself right now. We’re running into a fight, and I attempt to apologise. I really need to learn how to do this apologising shit. Worst timing ever. And I recall Alex’s words, that I can’t expect her to jump at a quick apology. Ben simply laughs at me. Yes, I got it due, I'm dumb as fuck with this. Reaching the area we’re heading, I can see the mess unfolding. An entire crowd of werewolves are lying on the floor, whining and whimpering in pain. Blood pooling from several wounds. Again the place is littered with corpses of vampires too. Maybe they thought more fierce?

She licked the rim of her cup. “Thank you, darling,” she purred, her voice low but loud enough for me to hear. “It’s just like the other night… when you hunted this for me. That Blood Rush was absolutely divine. I never knew losing control could feel so… exquisite.” Blood Rush. A state where a vampire, high on prime blood, not only has their power surge, but their libido hits its peak. So while I was fasting and praying for our wedding, they were out in the wild, indulging in this filthy ecstasy.

A dwarf crawled out from Vincent's body, covered in blood and filth, and shot Ray a glare so venomous it could freeze the soul. He'd nearly died just moments ago! Since the apocalypse, this was the second time he'd almost met his end. No wonder he hated Ray with a burning, visceral rage—but fear twisted alongside it. Ray was impossibly strong. How many ability users were here? After that last wave launched by Ray, at least two-thirds had been wiped out!

Elena's POV The blood was draining out of me through the hole in my chest. I lay there shaking, my mind slipping in and out of consciousness from the pain. Even now, I couldn't stop replaying that final scene. Ryan, my beloved husband, now the crowned Vampire Prince, stood in his finest clothes, his arm wrapped around Vicky. He looked at me with cold, contemptuous eyes. “You have no use to me anymore,” he said. Vicky wore the ruby necklace my mother had left me. She was smiling as she drove the knife into my chest.

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

“Oh, you used to call me Pelly, Aunt Ros—Lucy. Aunt Lucy.” Lucianne couldn’t believe that she felt the warmth of a girl from a woman that was more than a millennium old. Nonetheless, she began, “Pelly, your email sounded urgent. What happened? And how can we help?” Pellethia’s smile fell in an instant, as did Octavia’s. The warm and welcoming atmosphere from before turned heavy and serious as Pellethia cleared her throat and began, “Aunt Lucy, last night, one of our villages, Falling Vines, was invaded. Every living vampire had been abducted. The scents left in most homes confirmed that lycans and werewolves had been there.”

He was furious with his dark-haired mate. “Fine, what did my reaction tell you?” She was spitting furious. “Heath also shifted in front of me, right before he raped me at the kitchen bench. But why stop there?” Her eyes glowed with vindictive enjoyment. “Vampires run Zeus Forest Works. Most of this town are werewolves… Most might be an exaggeration,” she amended. “Most of the rich people in this town are werewolves. Fixed it. You, Rhett, and Heath are werewolves.”

“There were other cases like this in the city, grandfather. We've discovered that there are an increased number of missing women daily. You know what this means, right?” Her grandfather doesn't know how to react even though he knows what Akira means. “I think there was a breach. I believe some vampires have already escaped the Riparian zone and sneaked in to mate with our female citizens to produce dhampir.” Akira muttered but enough for her grandfather to hear. Anger is evident in her voice despite having a cold expression.