Novel & Cerita Staked Vampire

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

He knows she can’t give up her rights as his successor no matter what, and he also knows that she despises vampires. ‘Grandfather… why would you?’ Akira shook her head, trying not to make her headache much worse. “Fuck.” She cursed and took a glass, and drank it once again. “Now, what should I do?” She muttered and breathed in deeply. They still hold on to their belief in this "fate" that was passed down to them. Back then, vampires wreaked havoc, and the three clans established an ordinance to end their viciousness. A human and vampire ordinance is a law that prohibits vampires from hunting humans as food. However, in exchange for peace, the clan must offer the vampires one human with "Swee

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

But Gabriel didn’t have much interest in Matthew, who didn’t dare to cause harm, especially with no backup from his father or anyone. “Your Grace, Werewolves did come to Stone Village but did not harm anyone, except destroy their houses,” Jonathan said and went to pick up an old wine glass offered by Gabriel. Tomorrow was a big day for Gabriel. He was going to get married, completely inconceivable to anyone who knew this vampire.

“I…I don’t understand. I saw the stake buried in his chest.” His lips tighten. “No, babe, that won’t kill him. Rowan is a born vampire. The only thing that can kill him is a sacred stake blessed by a truly pure priest. The only people who have those are the Council, and I can assure you they don’t leave those lying around willy-nilly. Wooden stakes only kill made vampires. The only thing they do to born vampires has put them into a death-like sleep. Short of the sacred stake, Rowan can survive anything. I just don’t know how Taylor got him.”

But after forming a contract, her presence constantly triggered my bloodlust. Stella yanked the silver chain tighter and increased the electric voltage. "You wretch! Don’t bring up such disgusting crap!” she shrieked. “You think saving me means I owe you forever?” Five years ago, vampires, who were immortal and powerful, had reigned over humans. Stefan had invented tools to suppress us. Now, vampires were treated like lab rats. “You fell in love with the wrong man! You dared set your sights on Stefan. For that, you deserve to die!” Stella shouted.

Hunter seemed to have collected himself again, and Clarence looked ready to spring if Darian made another wrong move. Their ritual master raised the stake above the vampire's heart, wasting no more time. At least he was unconscious. “Please accept this child of night as I return him to your embrace, Great Lady,” Hunter said with conviction. As he drove the stake downward, Bella buried her face in Victor's chest and shut her eyes tightly. His arms wrapped around her, and his fingers stroked her hair consolingly, right as the familiar wet crunch of wood piercing through muscle, bone, and flesh filled the room.

The image of that night flashes again—his golden-haired head between Elena’s legs on our home’s floor. Odin's beard, his stupid face is the last thing I want to see right now. A low growl rolls through the square, drawing my attention back to the vampire. The vampire’s gaze has shifted from me to Axon. And for some reason, the look unsettles me more than the smile. One of the guards kicks the back of his knees, forcing him down into the dirt as Axon strides over to meet them, playing to the crowd like a stage actor. A servant soon steps forward, holding a platter. Resting on it is a heavy, silver-tipped stake.

But there was more than that. "You don't understand, Abu. It was fate!" Stephan stated. "Fate?! What do you mean?" Zanea interrupted. Stephan looked at Kram and Kram nodded his head to him, allowing him to send the message. "There is a prophecy," Stephan paused for a while and Abu could see the fear in his eyes. He sharpened his gazes at him and asked, "What is the prophecy about?" Stephan took a deep breath and braced himself, "There once a prophecy that there would be an angel who will soon mate a vampire and will bear a vampire-angel hybrid, who will multiply their lineage and will create a massive war among all creatures and all will fight for life and death."

Sol told me, "He'd sooner see the country burn than anything happen to her." I nodded my head and turned my focus onto the meal in front of me. "Ah, I know it. Vampires and their possessiveness." "Possessiveness?" Sol questioned with a laugh. "You know that...." I waved the spatula in the air to try and organize my statement correctly, "There are always some pure-blooded vampires. I can't name it exactly. Maybe it's a sort of desire to possess something or someone." "Do you mean to protect?" Sol offered, but I shook my head.