Novel & Cerita Southern Guide To Slaying Vampires

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.

"Could the humans have found some kind of chemical to cloak their presence from us? If they have done so, we are all in grave danger, and we must move to meet this new threat." "Anything is possible, but it is more likely the vampire is using a shadow spell. It is ancient and all but forgotten. I came across it in the lost book of Shallong. He buried it with his evil tokens in the mountain of souls. I thought no other had dared to travel there." Kendalf glanced after Caitlin to assure himself she was out of hearing.

His thirst also seemed to have grown more powerful than normal. The farther south they went, the deeper the snow had become. In southern Vermont and Massachusetts, it had finally become deep enough to be an obstacle even for a vampire. They had been forced to leave the cover of the woods and travel in the open along the shoulders of the roadways, which slowed their pace considerably. Whenever there were no cars or buildings in sight, they moved at vampire speed, but when there was any chance they could be seen, they slowed to a walk.

It was the year 1781; there was a war raging between Vampires. It was the battle for the claim of the North, the North which was under my rule. So the Vampire that ruled the South decided that he shall attempt to overthrow my power and take over as Master. Now I could have told him from the start that such an attempt shall be futile, but yet he pushed forward. There was absolute carnage as the South crossed into our borders. Now in those years, you did not get the class of Vampire you get these days. They were utterly ruthless; there was nothing they would not do. It sickened me to see what my kind was capable of.

She tied Lunareth to her back, cloaked in fire-tipped thread, and grasped twin daggers. Vladimir was already at the gate—shirtless, battered, sword hidden in hand. His gaze locked with hers. No words. Only war. They sped off. The southern wall was ablaze. Not with flames—but with corruption. The shadow-beasts did not scream. They did not bleed. They ate. One of them took a soldier and within seconds the man was hollowed, the soul torn from his body like cloth from bone. Vera came up behind them, her mouth full of incantations, symbols burning on her forearms.

Flashback Ends Present Day Day after day, my loyal followers and I relentlessly hunted vampires, dragging them back to my dungeons for my sadistic pleasure. Additionally, I personally sought out their lairs, mercilessly slaughtering them as their numbers swelled. The act of slaying vampires became my ultimate source of gratification, surpassing all other pleasures. "Alpha Xavier, I have located the vampire coven's leader in the northern region. Our intel suggests he commands an army of at least a thousand vampires, all loyal to his cause."

he complained. I laughed. “Now you know how I felt when you picked me up and suddenly you jumped on your hotel suite.” I held Shaun’s hand. “Come on, you big baby. We still have a lot to do.” We ran towards the castle, we immediately saw the south entrance leading to the only tower in the castle. When we entered, we immediately saw two vampires guarding the entrance. They were not even shocked to see us. One immediately rushed at Shaun. But he was ready, his claws were already out and his eyes were already yellow. He missed the vampire's attack, spun around and slashed the vampire's back. Shaun grabbed the collar of the vampire's clothes and effortlessly threw the vampire outside.

, Sly said, as he looked at the rest of the group. "I noticed a pattern with the vampire killings," he said and paused. "What is it?" Rogue asked. "They all occurred in dark places and they all had tiny traces of blood leading to those dark places," Sly said. "So what does that mean?" Rogue asked further, wanting to know where he was going with this. "It could mean two things, it's either they were lured there by human bait dripping a little amount of blood or it was a human who was dripping little drops of blood that killed them all", he said. He looked at the group to get their reaction.

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

They were screaming, a psychic cacophony of lost identity and endless, gnawing need. We are the design! they wailed in her mind. We are the product! Feed us! Cattleya reached the base of the spire, her clothes torn, her silver skin glistening with the black ash of the dead. She grabbed the iron ladder leading to the roof and began to climb, the swarm following her like a tidal wave of shadow. She reached the top and tore through the glass, emerging into the biting, sub-zero air of the city. Below, Oakhaven was turning into a slaughterhouse. As the light of the moon hit the snow, she saw the vampires emerging from every doorway, every alley, their shadows stretching out like long, clawed fing