Tanz Der Vampire Novels & Stories

As the Toyota Tundra bursted into the clearing, the growl of its engine mixed with the howl of our wolves, signalled the dawn of a battle with the Nosferatu vampires. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow upon the darkened clearing. David and I crouched low in the back of our roaring Toyota Tundra, anticipation coursing through our veins. Our snarls mingled with the rumble of the engine as we approached the scene where the Nosferatu vampires and the vile gangster conducted their sinister transaction beside a row of exotic vans. With a thunderous crash, we burst through the dense foliage, our massive forms leaping out of the truck in a symphony of primal fury. The vamp

He nods and as an added affirmation of the vow, he says, “I am Gezer Zarn, a vampire of the Blood God. For all eternity, I, and all my descendants, will honor this vow.” Before I let go of his hand, I say, “I am Kaiya of Pitchford, a she-wolf of the Moon Goddess. For as long as I am alive, I will make sure that Gezer Zarn and his descendants will honor this vow. In exchange, I will do everything in my power to protect them.” “I’m guessing you will do the same thing with the others,” General Lorant interjects. Two vampires are standing behind him. This time they are docile. They cut both their palms and offers them to me.

I step closer and hold the zipper, and a strange silence settles into the atmosphere around us as I draw the zipper upwards and close the exposed gap of her dress. At that moment, I recall Caspian’s words. Trying to maintain a casual air, as I reach the top of the dress with the zipper, I then swoop my hand up her neck, gently brushing away the strands of her hair. Not expecting to see it, my eyes grow wide as I see a clear mark of a wolf bite etched into Tanya’s skin. A mark that is immensely familiar to me.

Am I like that before? "They helped us to move forward, so why should I ignore them? Besides, I'm a changed man," I said to her, and she smiled at me, which made me happy. Finally! I finally saw that smile again. I finally saw the source of my strength, her smile. "Oh, Danrious, where are you off to?" Miss Tenny asked the one living at the far end of the apartment building on the first floor. She's a mortal and a widowed woman. Her husband was a vampire, and they have a child who's a dhampir.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Tantario frowned and brought his hand to his chest at the base of his collarbones. William, standing next to him, saw his strange, aloof expression on his face and shuddered. Tristan told him about the deal with Telvisina. And although the good-natured young vampire was happy with such a deal, he understood that it would be extremely difficult for the spoiled lord to cope with his thirst for blood. William was even more surprised that Tantario completely abandoned her, although in the short time that he spent in his native clan, the blond managed to waste a lot of energy on various strengthening spells and Summoning magic. And now he was tormented by bloodlust.

He stood over me, all raw power and dangerous. I whimpered when I bumped my arm, and he knelt closer to me. He was on all fours, hovering over me. My bones were quickly healing, and I was ready to shove him away. His face was an inch away from mine now, fangs out and hissing. I didn’t know what to do. I had never seen a vampire like this before. He lowered his head and scented my neck. I trembled with fear and anticipation for what I didn’t know.

My heart buzzed with uncertainty. “Like ghosts?” She asked for clarification. “Specifically vampires.” I muttered. “Uhh,” she looked up, thinking about all the information she had heard. “They drink blood, and they are super fast. Oh..” she remembered something else. “They also have these crazy looking fangs, they are different from movies to movies but they all have them and they suck the blood with them.” We all chuckled at what Hollywood has taught their humans. “Well, some of that is true. We do feast on blood, we are fast and we do have fangs but the fangs don't really do anything, they only mark someone who is ours to claim.” Kingston explained. Her head shifted, a line between her eye

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

I am very pissed off and will consider it my privilege to draw first blood from that thing. With a savage snarl, Tessa bounds forward, accelerating rapidly and barreling towards the vampire with Sean and me hot after her. “Oh, there’ll be none of that, princess,” the vampire chuckles at Darby as she launches a wild volley of green magic at him. Snuffing it out, he continues to advance on her, unaware that our were trio is careening crazily towards him. “Now that I’ve collected your dowry, we’re off on our eternal honeymoon. Aren’t you excited, baby? I totally am!”