Scary Godmother Vampires の小説・ストーリー

Her heart throbbed in fear, and all her senses became more sensitive. "Please, moon goddess, don't let anything bad happen to my baby..." Emerald trusted the goddess as she was one of the few wolves who still worshiped the moon as being the force who moved their life, but her request was interrupted. "Don't you think it's useless to ask her for protection now?" said the voice in the woods. With her red eyes and black clothes, there was no doubt for Emerald of who that was. It was the enemy, that was clear. But the person in front of her was not only the enemy, it was the dreaded Mary Van Helsing.

Weres and a few surviving humans are fighting for their lives against the substandard performance of undead vamps and zombies, but we’re still very much overwhelmed. “Say goodnight, lovely. We’ve got some private celebrating to do.” Stop him before he ports! Tessa and I spring and see the vampire’s eyes widen in shock. “Why can’t I port!?” he demands, confused, then recovering quickly, melts and reappears beside the Horned God. “Let’s go, Pops. I’ll make do with you two until I can get the rest of you under control. Julian! Collect him!” There’s a wet sucking pop as a second vampire appears beside them, and stooping, shoulder’s the weakly flailing Horned God. Rising, he reaches toward Darby

In the next second, the upper portion of the glass was crushed… The sharp debris from the glass jabbed into Betty Starmount’s flesh, making her bleed profusely. However, Betty didn’t react at all. Instead, she recklessly allowed the bleeding to continue… She was like a cold, walking zombie. “Xyla Quest…” Betty seemingly spoke through gritted teeth. The cold, murderous look in her eyes immediately caused the temperature on the balcony to drop by several degrees…

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

Was this what a mother's care felt like? I was drifting off to sleep when I heard her say, “The Lord didn't hurt you intentionally. You must forgive him and move on from this incident. As his Consort, you cannot be scared or feel bitter toward him. Do you understand?” I tried to blink up at her and was about to respond when I dropped off into a restless sleep. ….. The Vampire Lord was in my room, holding me against the dresser with his body weight and staring at me with a sinful smirk. His tongue snaked out to wet his lips, giving me a brief glance at his long, sharp fangs.

- But I heard that vampires are powerful. I'm afraid he will escape and find me. You don't see how scary his eyes are when he looks at me. Perhaps he was very angry when he found out that I was impersonating the little mistress. – The girl continued to cry. - There's no way to escape. Every hour or so we'll throw garlic water at him. New wounds will pile up on old wounds. He won't have the strength to break the chains. Let's go inside, don't talk about this anymore from now on. – The butler sternly reassured the maid.

he explains. "Ah, perhaps that's why our father keeps looking for a pure-blooded female vampire so that he can have a pure-blooded daughter, but unfortunately for him, he had four sons," he explained. Really? Can he marry his sister? Is that really how the vampires live? "Please don't get mad at me, but I just want to ask. Why is Sir Darenn's mother mortal?" When I asked him, he sipped his drink before responding. "Aunt Rose is my father's first love," he explained.

Shier hollered and hit her with the whip one more time. “Argh—Da—” Becca flinched when another lash hit her. “The vampire potion, isn’t that what the vampire wants? That potion was created by your godmother, who was a four-hundred and eighty-year-old vampire, and she was your mother’s best friend. She injected the potion into your mother when she was pregnant with you. That woman put my wife in danger!” Shier yelled and continued hitting her, as Becca had tears leaching out of her eyes.

he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. Chassy, resolute in her duty to protect her pack, replied, "The moon goddess guides us, and we will stand against the darkness. Your reign of terror ends here." With those words, Chassy delivered the finishing blow, ensuring that Drake posed no further threat to her pack. The moonlit battlefield bore witness to the fall of a formidable adversary, and Chassy, though weary, remained steadfast in her commitment to defend the Red Moon Pack against the impending vampire onslaught.

“Y-you want a beautiful woman, right? I KNOW a woman! Beautiful like the moon. Like a goddess herself!” Ryker froze at the mention of such beauty. He turned his piercing blue gaze to the vampire. “You’re telling me there’s such a woman? And you saw her?” His eyes were cold and deadly. The vampire man breathed heavily, his desperation clear. “Yes, she lives away from people’s eyes. Some people blindfolded us and took us to her. She saved my mate’s life! But, as we were leaving, I slid the blindfold just for a second… and I saw her,” he paused, a deep breath escaping him, as Ryker’s expression wavered slightly, “She’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. She’s... like a goddess.”