Rosario Vampire Main Character 소설 & 이야기

questioned Reed, his eyes looking at hers intently as if he wanted to see through her soul. "I saw your eyes had a tint of red. You are stronger and faster than average humans. You can smell blood. I don't know if it was true you checked the carriage, but I was sure you smelled the blood from me back in the garden to know I was wounded. You must be a vampire," she said with the same vigor he had. She was way smarter than he imagined, thought Reed to himself as she was the first human to discover his true identity without him taking the initiative to let them know.

Thin lips curved into a smile. “So this is who the Chosen One turned out to be,” a female, chesty voice sounded, addressing the unconscious Ira. - It's funny... The smell of basilisk blood hung in the air like a poisonous veil, although the creature itself had long since left. The woman examined the surroundings with a curious gaze, stopping at the frozen figures of a horse and a vampire. Bowing her head to the side, the owner of violet eyes gazed for some time at Tantario’s serenely detached face.

“The vampire king, Jorah, had a youngling, a daughter stolen by a werewolf many years ago during a war. The king has been searching for her ever since.” I felt a strange connection to the missing princess. To be stolen away from everything that you know and love would be a terrible crime indeed. I could understand why the vampires would make the werewolves blood slaves. Sebastian stopped and asked, “How did you end up in Stormveil Pack?” He was very still as if he was listening with his entire body. It made me think he knew something I did not.

ROSITA LAUREN’S POV “Are you calm now, Rosita?” Kiefer worriedly asked while he was handing me over some bottles of water. He instantly pulled me out of the horror house after seeing my pale expression a while ago and was unable to speak a word. I saw that hooded man that disappeared before me. I don’t know if it was a ghost or a vampire who is trying so hard to get noticed by me. But his hands were cold. I know for sure that only means one thing, it’s a vampire…or are they doing that on purpose to scare me?

She whipped her head around the direction of the wind when a large growl beamed near her as a large white and grey coloured wolf engulfed her head, tearing it apart and snatching her soul from its temporary host. "Mother! " Lucia screamed as she woke up abruptly from a profound dream. She was profusely sweating and panting. She held her head as a sharp pain passed her head. She trotted towards her study table grabbing her memoir, shuffling through the pages to find a paper that was half burnt and damaged over time.

She had started to notice the subtle glances Cora kept throwing her way—and with each one, a slow unease crept in. ‘What’s up with her?’ she thought, hoping she was just reading too much into it. “You know, I’ve been having this weird dream since that night,” Cora said suddenly, breaking the silence as she washed her hands. “In that dream… Mayor Velazquez was a vampire.” Arah froze mid-wipe, cloth still in hand against the client chair. Roselia had warned her about this. There were people—rare ones—with a natural resistance to spells and charm work. Their memories could be tampered with, reshaped, even wiped… but sometimes, pieces still slipped through.

“The man the Council found drained the one they paraded as proof. It was me.” His eyes widened, his lips parting like the breath had been ripped out of him. He blinked, once, twice, before whispering, “You…?” I nodded, the tears already blurring my vision. “I was the one who killed him.” He stared at me, disbelief painting every line of his face. “Rosalia, you’re a vampire. I’ve always known that. But that doesn’t make you a murderer.” His voice rose, urgent, like he was trying to drag me out of a nightmare. “Don’t believe the lies the Council feeds you-

He doesn't even look at me, his eyes are locked on the man seconds away from taking my life. "This is how this will go. I will leave with her, and you will let us. Or she dies." I wince as he gives my throat a hard squeeze. "Why waste such a pretty face? Viktor will take good care of this one." Diego's piercing gaze shifts onto my face, a silent plea for trust reflected in his eyes. Swift as lightning, he steadies his gun and pulls the trigger. The assailant emits a pained cry, staggering back, blood splattering on me as his weapon clatters to the ground. Instinctively, I propel myself towards Diego, a surge of desperation compelling me into the sanctuary of his protective arms.

"Wait for a while I'm sure your strength will be back soon. He nodded his head and closed his eyes. "My lord!! Lisa rushed to me bleeding with a vampire chasing. I quickly approached the vampire with a hand on his head I pulled his head off his body. Lisa cried and slumped beside Raul holding his arm trembling in fear.

He must've been someone important because she could already tell he was someone powerful. "Pardon me, I did not introduce myself. My name is Rimidal V. Bram. As you have already discovered, I am the man that made Rodrick into who he is now," Rimidal introduced himself. Charlotte lifted her eyes for a moment up to him and caught him returning to his full height from a bow. When he caught her looking at him again, he smiled at her and forced her stare back down at her plate. She had never heard of a vampire by that name. But if he was the vampire who turned Lord Hunt, then there was no doubt that he had to be much older than Lord Hunt. Which would explain why he seemed to be so intimidating, a