School For Vampires Gruftine Novels & Stories

The air felt thick with old magic. “Out! Now!” Sorin yelled, kicking his door open. Edwin carried me out, running toward the ruins. Behind us, the pursuing cars slammed to a halt. Doors flew open. At least six vampires spilled out, eyes glowing red. “Give us the hybrid!” one shouted. Sorin spun around, cracking his neck. “Come take her, assholes.” Edwin set me down behind a crumbling stone wall. “Stay here. Promise me.” “Clark, your shoulder—”

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

He shoves me into one of the gravestones and my world goes pitch black. My skull throbs all over like I've got a bass drum pounding on the inside of my head. I groan, lifting my arm to touch my face and that hurts too. A metallic scent of blood fills my nostrils and the back of my tongue. Then everything flashes back: Gwen, the werewolves, the freaking vamps who attacked Amelia, Lance, and me back at my human school. And how the bloodsucker, Zane, smashed my head into a tombstone.

His blood-stained frame left a hideous imprint on my window and left a crimson trail on my shirt as our bodies collided in his reckless descent. I whipped my head around, locking eyes with him as he let out a guttural groan and shattered the arrows embedded in his flesh with a swift crack. My sharp eye immediately identified the arrows as the very same ones my parents used for hunting in our pack, expertly crafted to target vampires with their deadly poisoned tips. Our pack witch had concocted a potent potion that not only paralyzed vampires, but could prove fatal if left untreated beyond a day.

Said Leana. "The various groups of our opponents are also here." Leona added. I looked to the front and saw four hundred standing Vampire High students. In the first passage there are the Wolf Vampires, in the second passage there is the Pure Vampire. On the third hundred there are Witch vampires and on the fourth hundred there are Vampire monsters. In front of us and around the Finish Spot are the non -ordinary Gorbloys because they are all big. Mother gorbloyds. "If those four join forces, we will probably lose." Said Creed.

The elder vampire showed no sign of pain and glared up at Mason with the sickest smirk he'd ever worn. "Did you really think it'd be that easy?" Mason's eyes darkened and he watched as Demitri snapped his fingers, resulting in hordes of vampires pouring in from both sides. He immediately withdrew the sword from the elder vampire's chest and moved over to stand in front of Harley. His eyes barely left Demitri as he crouched down and put his hand to where blood had trickled down the right side of her head. He reached out a shaking hand and ran two fingers across the wounded area, smearing the blood and staining his fingers. The burning deep within his throat began to rise and his fangs began t

she smirked. Fear had taken the place of their earlier pleasant day. They are coming to organize a retreat. Do things that are unusual for civilized people to do. They don't have their phones on them. For them to complete their tasks without difficulty, their teacher gathered them. The only option for the students is to wait for the announcement of what will happen. The tornado, which was large and terrifying, was approaching their location rapidly.

The finale to this night. "The Vampire will die."

EPISODE 1 💮 I am a vampire, and that is the truth. But the modern meaning of the word vampire, the stories that have been told about creatures such as I, are not precisely true. I do not turn to ash in the sun, nor do I cringe when I see a crucifix. I wear a tiny gold cross now around my neck, but only because I like it. I cannot command a pack of wolves to attack or fly through the air. Nor can I make another of my kind simply by having him drink my blood. Wolves do like me, though, as do most predators, and I can jump so high that one might imagine I can fly. As to blood--ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am oft

The moonlight shone brightly upon the lake, the stars glistening in the distance as the light danced across my skin. I sat there silently, watching the ripples from the fish in the lake. It wasn’t long until I heard a rustle in the trees behind me, it was my brothers. I was sixteen, my Father, the Alpha of our pack was meeting with other Alphas about a problem with one of the neighbors, a clan of vampires. Our eldest brother, Jackson, was there because, after this year, our dad is planning to retire as Alpha. My brothers sat around me, told me about what they had heard which was to go straight to the leader of the vampires.