Tanz Der Vampire 소설 & 이야기

Strangely, they did not go towards the caste where there are hundreds of werewolves and humans about five hundred meters away. I catch the first one off guard, slicing his chest open. I leave him incapacitated. “Taho, distract him. I need to get back.!“ one vampire tells the other one named Taho and then flees the scene immediately. Now it’s just the two of us. The vampire named Taho is not one of the young ones. He might look not over thirty, but his eyes tell his age. The deep red circles under his eyes, which he has not bothered to hide like they have to fit in with the humans, tell me he must be over three centuries old, or maybe four. No, not four, there is no sign of redness in his eye

She raised her hand, and a bolt of lightning shot out, striking one of the vampires and knocking him to the ground. The rogue vampires were taken aback by Tangerine's power. They had not expected her to be so strong. Uno leaped forward, his sword flashing in the sunlight. He engaged the nearest vampire in combat, his movements quick and fluid. Tangerine felt a sense of pride and admiration for Uno. He was a true warrior, willing to give his life for the greater good. As the battle raged on, Tangerine and Uno fought with everything they had. They were outnumbered, but they refused to give up.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

There was a hidden doorway that kept that part of the cave closed, but with one kick I was able to break through the door and it swung open with force. I walked into what looked like a dungeon and what I saw made my stomach turn into a giant tight knot. Tessa was lying on the ground, covered in her own blood with that new vampire leaning over her and licking the blood off her body. Her body was face down, but I could just make out the cuts and bruises that decorated her fair skin. Her hair was soaked in blood and her fingers were twitching probably from the pain and discomfort she felt, which meant she was still alive. I could hear her faint heartbeat without even being near her as well.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

We had kept it a secret for centuries and honestly it was better this way. We were still far out from the pack house, but I could tell that this was where their land started because I felt it. If I tried to walk over the line, my beast would not let me enter. Yes, the permission was mainly for my beast to be allowed to enter the land. If a vampire is forcefully pushed into the land they would disconnect completely with their beast and thus die immediately once the split is complete. The beast cannot enter and thus there would be a painful split of the two parts that make us Vampires.

Declan: The charging vampire was older and stronger than Declan, but his fatal mistake was relying on brute strength. He waited until the vampire was on top of him, before dropping to one knee, spinning around and cutting through both his Achilles tendons, nearly severing his feet. The vampire roared and fell forward. Before he could heal, Declan drove his sword into the other man’s back, and twisted, hearing his opponent’s spine crack and break. He freed the blade, and brought it down, severing the vampire’s head.

I never intended to be acquainted with her but fate always brings us together. I remember the first time I saw her with Scott, his now dead boyfriend. Tanya was a newly turned vampire at that time and attacked Scott. Luckily, I was there and stopped her before she can attack Patricia. I had to compel her and Scott to forget about incident. I even had to give some of my blood to Scott to ensure that his neck was healed. I felt more attracted and more protective over her that day.

“Come on, man. My pack members will not lose their innocent lives in an unnecessary vampire war!” T.K. huffed from the corner he was hiding. My molars clenched together. My chest heaved. The resilient rage rode my veins. I struggled to hold Sultan at bay. I squeezed the wheezing man's neck, claws penetrating his flesh. Now the scent of his metallic blood tickled my nostrils.