Spike Buffy Vampire Slayer Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA “A strong catalyst?” I wondered, and as my brow furrowed, I took a step closer toward Spike’s cell. What do you mean by that?” Spike took a long deep breath and ran his hand through his dark brown hair. His equally dark eyes stared down at the ground for a moment and then he spoke. “Look, it was nothing more than a mere story that was popular among the members of Dark Abyss,” he said dismissively, and then he waved his hand in the air as if to further his point. “It’s nothing, really. I was just supposing.”

“Shouldn’t you have mentally prepared yourself when you came in? Why are you still afraid of these things?” As he mocked Shirley, he summoned his thundering flames and formed a barrier, burning the spiders till they crackled and popped. In fact, with the ability of the golden bone patterns on her chest, she shouldn’t have been afraid of getting bitten... such small spiders probably could not even bite through her. Swoosh! Many were burned to death when the spiders encountered the thundering flames, and those at the rear retreated. Shirley jumped off Alex and said, "I hate these densely packed little things the most. They’re triggering my trypophobia.”

She was abruptly grateful for James' restraining grip as it took every ounce of willpower not to hurl herself bodily at Spike right then. "You disgusting piece of filth!" she spat, words practically sizzling with venom. "You come anywhere near me or my baby, and I'll shred you into pieces myself!" Spike's slimy chuckle was utterly devoid of humor, rich with amused malice instead. "There's that famous fire I've heard so much about. Don't worry, baby doll - I like my girls with a little vinegar in their veins. Makes the breaking so much more...satisfying."

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

After Derek and I sat down, Robert called the meeting to order. "This is a discussion of the events of November 23rd. On that date, Ms. Elizabeth Summers, now known as Kimberly Sparks, was attacked by a vampire. David Jones and Derek Michael intervened during the attack on Ms. Sparks and in the process, turned her into one of us. We are here to determine if their actions that night were appropriate." "Ms. Sparks, would you please come forward?" I looked at Derek and stood, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans as I walked to the chair and sat facing the Council.

“Don’t be too surprised, Drake. You have to be strong and go to the training area where Mom and Dad are.” “Why? Is there something wrong? What happened?” I asked continuously. Spencer is also not the type who became too emotional and the way he talked seemed like something serious came up. I quickly stood up from the swivel chair and immediately took my coat on the rack. Even though I still didn’t know what happened, I believe this is an important matter as to how Spencer spoke. As soon as I already wore my coat, I heard Spencer speak. “It’s about Virginia… She was bitten by a vampire and it’s not just an ordinary vampire. It is a sire…”

The spire cracks—fissures spreading lightning-fast. Core exposed—pulsing vulnerable. I dive straight in. **Abyssal Canticle**—voice carrying through wards. Swarm screams—HP bars plummeting across HUD. *Ultimate: Swarm Debuff – ninety percent Resistance Down* Julian strikes the core—fangs sinking deep, draining the heart dry. Vampires tear it apart. Charges detonate. The spire explodes—black ichor raining, shockwave flattening lesser beasts. Nest dies—core imploding silent.

Buff was displeased when he heard that. Wilbur was looking down on him. Demi seemed intrigued. She smiled and looked at Wilbur. Spiritual flames abruptly ignited on Buff. A spiritual spear appeared in his hand, exuding a terrifying power. Spiritual pressure immediately spread in the office. He then pointed the spear at Wilbur. There was a soft layer of yellow radiance on Demi, which stopped the spiritual pressure from affecting her. She watched Wilbur without being bothered in any way.

Echo's POV I was terrified of getting a negative answer from Chuck Spencer, because I knew it would be hard for me to return to a place I felt so safe and hopeful at the moment after being kicked out. "A blood slave?" Chuck Spencer looked at me with interest. "Are you sure?"I nodded seriously, quite sure. All of a sudden, he opened his mouth and easily showed the fangs of a Vampire. I was not surprised because I had seen it all before from Leonardo Elliot. Instead, I calmly put my neck out and got prepared to be sucked blood.