The Last Vampire On Earth Novels & Stories

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

One lash and a grunt from the vampire, and Adrian would bend over and hurl in pain. Why was the vampire's pains affecting him? My father was already vexed to the core. He threw the lash away and brought out a long knife to the vampire's throat. Everyone gasped. "I will give you one last chance. State your purpose or die on this spot." "There's only one thing..I'd say." He coughed out blood as he spoke with a choked voice, "Your kind…your people…everyone single one of you here will die very soon. We're just counting down the days, hours, the minutes, the seconds…you are not too far from your doom, pack hunter."

"Please have mercy on me, please forgive me, do not kill me, I will do my job properly, I shall Increase the contents of the poison and make it more effective." The human begged, Bella watched as the human please for his life. "Am Sorry but your time have passed. Kill him off." The vampire said, ignoring the plea of the vampire. The vampire took a gun quickly he shot it twice at the human, the human fell down dead immediately, the human widened his eyes as he fell on the ground dead, his eyes made contact with Bella's eyes, Bella gasped when she saw the man staring down at her, his dead eyes staring straight at her.

Does he really want to be the last? If Vlad Dracul kills every last living creature on earth, what is left for him? No more blood to drink not even from animals, no more battles to fight accept with the demons in him, and above all, no one to love as he loved Rachel... Will that be his salvation? Will he then eventually pass? They needed to save not only those close to themselves, the humans, but save Vlad from himself, rallying the strongest of their kind they gathered a party with a plan.

He would keep up appearances to please his parents and his clan—but he already knew that he would sooner kill himself than harm her. What troubled him most was that, when he saw her, for the first time in his entire existence, he actually sensed something unusual: he felt he was in the presence of another immortal being. He knew right away that she was not one of his. Which meant she could only be one thing: a vampire. The last remaining vampire on earth.

“Fifteen years ago, an elder vampire foretold the future of the vampires, and it was led by the red wolf.” “But there are 10 red wolves now. Do they want all of us? Which one do they want?” I could feel the unease in Raina’s voice as she spoke. Conan was nearly spinning in my head with his pacing. “The vampire elder said that it was the last red wolf. And, I know, Talia is technically the last red wolf, but from everything I have been able to find out and in all the conversations I have had, the last red wolf is Coral. She was the last one to the compound and although it shouldn’t matter, it seems relevant. The elder clearly spoke of the last red wolf to arrive at the compound.” Luz paused,

Dymon nodded his head looking entirely too amused by my wide-eyed cluelessness about the conundrum of his homeland. “Drusden is on earth. What you see is an ancient power fueled by the magic in the blood of the Vampires that have been slain here on this land.” His eyes turned distant, a faraway look in them. “There was a war here, several lifetimes ago. Vampires were lost in thousands in a conflict with other higher beings.” “What sort of beings?” I asked, enraptured by his tale. He glanced at me, a rather sad look on his face and I almost regretted my question.

It was a place where old laws were written, where treaties were forged in blood, where war had been both declared and averted countless times. And tonight, it held the last remnants of a world on the edge of annihilation. A vampire lord stood first. His crimson eyes gleamed under the flickering torchlight, his voice sharp as shattered glass. “We’ve all felt it,” he said coldly. “Something has awakened. Something beyond any of us.”

I snarled. “There is a very special line of vampires that have the ability to open their mouths as she does. It’s an ancient line that was bred with a Necros demon. She is the last in line, and people will come for her. Being accepted by you has made her power grow to its fullest extent, which is noticeable. The moment you two completed marking each other, there was a surge that was felt all around the world by every supernatural being. There is no doubt that she faces attacks, along with worse things coming for her. She can handle them all, except one.” She met my eyes. “And that is the one that you need to get back to Earth to protect her from. Both of their lives depend on it.” I studied

Even Elias looked stunned. Then the cathedral answered. A monstrous pulse thundered beneath the floor. The cracks blazing across the stone flared black. The building creaked and sh wholeuddered, if something massive had moved as deep Hunters raised silver weapons. Vampires unsheathed ancient black blades. It would go down in history, a time when something remarkable happened - both sides came together, united in a single goal was a moment that, something happened before. My death. The realization hollowed me out.