Richelle Mead Books Vampire Academy 소설 & 이야기

This would not be the last tragedy in her long life, after all. Not by a long shot. “Vampire hunters,” I told her simply, not wanting to dull my explanation with fancy words. “Seriously?” She asked, her surprise making her look far younger than her eighteen years. “Fraid so,” James said. “Like Van Helsing?” Maddie asked. “Yes. “I said. “Like him.” “He was a real person, you know.” Shirley offered the flickering candlelight making her look wise even though she wore a face as young as the rest of us. We had all been eighteen at inception, after all.

I needed to understand what was happening to me. I dressed quickly then slipped out of my room. The academy was silent. Everyone else was still sleeping. I made my way to the greenhouse. When I pushed open the door, I immediately noticed something different. There was a book under the stone bench where Rhea and I usually sat. She did this occasionally. She left things for me to find without explanation or note. It could be herbs sometimes, or small crystals she said would help me sleep. But this time it was a book. I picked it up to look at. The cover was dark green leather. The title was stamped in faded gold letters: Bloodline Magic and the Lunar Covenant: A Practitioner's Study.

Kia mumbled admist laughter making the already angry Alicia ball her fingers into fists. Ignoring him, Alicia turned to face Maddie with a confused expression on her face. "But... But I died Maddison, like I really died Maddie, so how come I'm still alive?" Alicia inquired staring at Maddie with still same confused expression on her face. "Remember what I told you about humans becoming Vampires?" Maddie asked. "Of course I remember Maddie, they get feed by Vampire blood then die before waking up as a Vam......

And why had I been chosen to attend this mysterious academy? My questions were soon answered as a woman in white approached me, her bright green eyes shining with an otherworldly glow. "Welcome to Madland, where your destiny awaits. Please, give me your name and allow me to show you the dorms.” “Ammm… my name is… Alice.” “Alice what?” “Alice Abbott.” “Alright. Follow me please.” I followed the woman, still feeling a bit uneasy about everything. She led me to the dorms and showed me to my room, which was cozy and decorated in shades of green and white. I was relieved to have a place to rest and collect my thoughts.

"That is Beulah. She is our ancestor. She has been the only human to rebel against vampires in history. You are her blood; that's why you were chosen." Everything was not making sense yet to me. "So, what are you suggesting?" "Lord Ralph is the ruler of the vampires and the most brutal vampire in history. Here, take this book." He slid a book towards me. "Beulah researched enough about vampires. She wrote down everything she found out. Their weaknesses, their strengths, everything you need to know about them." "Are you saying I will have to go to this Lord Ralph's castle in the capital and start fighting him or what?"

Sage replied, sounding a little better. "I can do that for the two of you, I'm sorry I haven't let you out that much." I said feeling a little guilty that I have been so busy that I forgot she likes to run every now and then. "Don't be, I understand. I'm just going to rest but I will be listening in." Sage said before she tucked herself away. I jogged down to the basement and grabbed my siphon before running back up and back down to the media room. When I walked back in I saw Pythia, Phil and Adam huddled together with two books while Jakobe and Olivia were huddled pretty closely reading over another one. I looked at them and smiled, they both looked a lot more comfortable than they did when

Padma asked her with slightly furrowed brows when she saw her wet face. Kyra touched her face and was surprised that it was indeed wet. She slowly wiped it away and recollected what had happened in the old house. When the necklace gripped her, her eyes suddenly opened to another kind of world where she saw different factions of vampires. They called them covens and she saw each of them according to their names and their characters. She was surprised that there were more people like her and she never knew. Everything she saw and found herself in were real, but only that she was not there as Kyra, but as the one who owned the necklace, the one whom Bathilda mentioned her name to be Kathryn, he

“So you are not a vampire but Gabriel is?” “Miss McQueen, we aren’t vampires,” “Then what are you two?” “We are worse. Way worse,”. “None of this makes any sense to me,” Rachael drinks a glass of water, “I don’t see the connection. What does any of this has to do with my father’s death?” “The price for immortality was to steal a dagger, Nightmare”. Nightmare? Rachael remembers seeing that name in the strange book she found in her office, the dagger.

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.