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“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

So I left. When I saw the sign of the first bar I came across, I stopped the car. It was necessary to come to his senses, because the main thing now is to unhook the vampire from Chris. I had no doubt that Pasha would find the ghoul we needed. "So how did you know where I was?" Christina asked as I gulped down the first glass of vodka I ordered. - Does it matter? - I answered the question with a question, without inventing anything worthwhile.

The Ember Ghost opened his mouth and showed his sharp teeth before lowering her mouth to the exposed woman’s neck. The crowd watched in silence as the Ember Ghost appeared to suck the woman’s blood. The woman’s arms flailed weakly but her face looked serene, if not enjoying the experience. Then, the woman’s expression slowly changed into pain and she grimaced. She placed her arms around the Ember Ghost’s head weakly before dropping them weakly to her side. Then, the woman’s limp body slid out of view leaving the Ember Ghost standing. He wiped the remaining red stains from his mouth with a swipe of his arm before disappearing within the smoke that blew from across the float.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

Pocco said, his friend, trying to comfort him, yet he kept spacing out and not focusing on what Pocco was telling him. “Blake?” he yelled, it vibrated inside his ears which waken up his senses; and brought him back to reality, he turned around his chair and faced him. “You’re breaking my eardrums, Pocco,’’ he whispered as he rubbed his ears, his sense of being a vampire was extraordinary, he could hear even a whisper, and Pocco’s screamed definitely hurt his ears. Pocco sighed in relief when he finally caught his friend’s attention. “Well, stop spacing out there, I’m worried about you.’’ he frowned.

He made others live as a living hell and become heartless. "Why did you call us here? You know we will not help him…" the elders yelled loudly. "I know and I am not here to ask for help. Infact, I want him dead. I want his chapters to be closed. He had given each of us enough trauma. Since the vampire began to rise, us werewolves are only getting down. Thanks to our alpha who slowly but killed hundreds of us" Nathan slammed his palm on the table loudly.

The Elder Lycan began shrieking, but his voice suddenly cut off as Alex slammed his fist into the Elder’s jaw. I watched with surprise. I guess he did have some malice for the Elder Lycan, after all. I couldn’t help but smile. Blue flames exploded in front of us, and I had to close my eyes from the brightness. I couldn’t tell if I was even holding the book up in the right position anymore, but I heard Christopher’s voice as he kept reading. Finally, the light faded and it was quiet again. It felt like a weight had been lifted from the room, like the air itself had been cleaned.

Students started to join their parents and hug them, which made me remember that my father and Penny were there. I turned toward the seats which were toward the back of the auditorium, but I frowned when I saw that the seats were empty. I furrowed my brows together, looking around the auditorium. But I couldn’t see them at all. Where had they gone off to? …. Third Person POV Rick didn’t think much of anything that could surprise him anymore since finding out that his only daughter was dating a vampire. But not just any vampire, the same vampire that was there the night that his wife, Alison, died during that war between witches and vampires.

He gave an eerie smile, "they served us well, your honor. They certainly have the most luscious blood we have ever tasted." She began to feel uneasy. Something was terribly wrong. Aurelius took another step in and the rest of the vampires she hadn't noticed were present began trooping in with faces that seemed crazed. "Your blood must taste even more delicious, I must be right," Aurelius licked his lips, taking slow steps toward her. "Stop this madness at once, Aurelius," she reprimanded, "the werewolves were not to be killed. Why go against your lord?" He grinned, "we have no lord but him."

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one