Rosario Vampire Vampire Tsukune 소설 & 이야기

Lesly asked out of curiosity. "It's nothing I'm just used to it," he said while giving Lesly some sliced apple. Lesly never asks again the thing is he loves Ranz more than anything else. On the other hand, Waylan keeps researching if there's a vampire who doesn't have the ability to cure their wounds. She remembers the day when Zeal got hit by a bomb and he can't cure his wounds. He's wondering why? She keeps wondering too if the person she saw in the bookstore is lying or not.

Vlador replied. "Well... Mr. Vlador..." Triana lifted her stiff face to look at the vampire. "First, I thank you very much for your hospitality in serving food to me. To tell the truth, I've never eaten rabbit meat before, and I don't mind trying it. However, may I know how you roasted this?" "I roasted it with fire, then skinned it," Vlador answered, squinting his eyes slightly, then continued, "I can see that it doesn't suit your noble taste. But at least the meat is cooked, and I suggest you eat it so you don't starve."

*** When we arrived at the vampire castle, I saw that fucking tuna head druid digging graves with a broken spade. Werewolves' and druids' bodies were everywhere. It was a fucking mess. I immediately had a very bad feeling. "What the fuck are you doing?!" I shouted at the tuna head. "Sir, I'm digging graves." The tuna head looked at me and answered. "I've just buried my brother. Now I have to dig more graves to bury them. The weather is getting hot and we can't let their bodies stay in the open air like this." "What the f... Where is Louisa?!" I shouted at him.

"You should rest for a while. I'll have someone bring you some food." As he left the room, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was terribly wrong. I remembered the warning he had given me earlier, the way he had hypnotized me, and the fangs in my neck. As he opened the door and was about to step outside, I had the courage (out of God-only-knows-where!) to whisper, "Are you... a vampire?" Professor Darking stopped in his tracks and turned to face me, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. For a moment, he said nothing, just looked at me with those dark, piercing eyes. Then, slowly, he walked back to the couch and sat down next to me.

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

And far away, in the heart of the vampire capital, a circle of elders lit the old fire and whispered her name like a curse. Tatiana Sanguine. The heir. The key. The storm.

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.

Kristen quickly started the ignite and rushed to her. Tessa opened the door and she jumped in. "Move! Move!" Tessa screamed. Kristen got back to the road again. "What is it, Tess?" Kristen asked. "You are behaving like you saw a ghost or something," Doris said. "I...I saw a..vamp... a vampire!" Tessa panted. "What? How do you know that?" Doris asked. "Wait? You sure?!" Kristen asked. "Yes! He referred to me as sweet blood and his eyes...his...eyes. He-

He had fangs! “Tara, this is Jose Fuentes, head of the Fuentes family of vampires. Jose, this is my mate, Tara,” Mac introduced us as Jose got into the car. I extended my hand for a handshake. “Pleased to meet you!” I said, taking his hand. It was cold, but his handshake was firm.

Nick repeated, venom laced in his voice. "I didn't do anything wrong, they tried running away so I called my vampire friends, Lukas and Flixus to suck a bit of their blood for breakfast. Wasn't that the kindest gesture from a demon?" Mario said nonchalantly as two akward looking creatures-- with greyish-red hands, long feet with pointy toes, pointy ears, a bald scalp and a sinister smile showing off their four long pointy canines-- emerged out of the blue. "Laxi! Covre nus promt? Liv harix gor kema Lukas," a vampire, whom he sensed was Lukas, greeted in an extremely weird language.