Seraph Of The End: Vampire Reign の小説・ストーリー

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

The impact sends shockwaves through the amphitheater that ripple outward across the battlefield. Dragons in the sky above us falter. Fae warriors turn to watch. Even the wind seems to pause. Because they can feel it now. The end of the war. And as Seraphina’s music climbs toward its final crescendo— So does the fight between us. Only one of us will rise from this moment. And the realms themselves have already chosen which one. I slam my wing into him and send him crashing into the stone pillars of the amphitheater. “No.”

The Grand Inquisitor fell to his knees, vomiting black smoke as Seraphina descended from the air, surrounded by a swirling vortex of silver, red, and emerald light. "This is the strength of unity," Seraphina said, looking down at the broken leaders with cold, absolute finality. "This is the power of love." With one final wave of her hand, she unleashed a wave of cleansing, blinding light that swallowed the darkness entirely, shattering the Cult’s defenses once and for all.

Then she laughs. Weak. Broken. But still alive. “This isn’t over,” she rasps. “You don’t know what you are yet. I will teach you and then take your powers for myself and we won't need a vessel anymore.” My knees buckle. Darkness creeps in from the edges of my vision. I fall. The last thing I see is Seraphine watching me with something like awe, and hunger, as the world goes black. And I know… This is not the end. It is only the beginning.

"You want proof? Go to the western camp. Look at the ashes. Smell the blood. Count the bodies. Then come back and tell me I'm overreacting." The alpha held his ground, but something flickered in his eyes—uncertainty, perhaps, or fear. "Seraphine has been building her army for centuries," Kael continued. "She has wolves and vampires fighting for her, wolves and vampires who believe she can give them power beyond their wildest dreams. She's not going to stop with the Northern Pack. She's not going to stop until every pack, every coven, every wolf and vampire who refuses to bow to her is dead."

While for him that was what the rise of Era… The era of a complete family… The era of a Vampire family… “You Protect Me And I Protect You, Together Let’s Rise The Vampire Era!”

“No, Mathias, you need to listen to me. When I met Nevaeh, I was scared. I was scared of what I felt for her and what might happen to her if she entered my world. Since we’ve gotten here, you’ve experienced a variety of things that have shaken your world. But I have to tell you, you’re being an idiot.” My head snaps forward at his comment. Not a lot of people dare speak to me in such a tone. I’m Mathias Black, head of the Council. A centuries-old Seraphim who has killed legions. Giving Mikhail my most withering scowl, I manage to grit out, “I think you need to walk away, Mikhail.”

The world had changed long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought.

“Sorry, I had to create a safe place before I would be able to talk to you about this matter. If anyone were to overhear that could put the queen in danger.” “Noted. What do you know about the prophecy?” He sighed heavily and looked down at his hands. “Can I be honest Lord Dimitri?” I nodded. “We are clearly on the wrong side of the fight. The prophecy states that the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess will be taken and held captive to have her powers harnessed by a very powerful entity. This entity will serve as her guardian for a few centuries before the child is murdered and darkness will reign over the werewolf community. The idea of the unity of the realms will be diminished and there wi

SEBASTIAN'S POV I was wrong, Sarah’s the only irresponsible vampire in history. There's not one single reference of a member of the royal family leaving the kingdom. It's like none of my ancestors even anticipated an incident like this. "Good going Sarah, there are better ways to punish me for not paying attention to you, this is just too much! I don't even know if you're dead or alive. Please come home." A slight knock interrupted my monologue. Rhea? This feels weird and unexpected. I guess she's still our friend after all.