The Temple Of The Vampire Novels & Stories

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

"I mean… Sorry, I apologize. But I think it would be best if you reside here for the time being. I… I would appreciate it." I blinked at the situation that had just occurred. What was running through this vampire's mind when he looked at me? At that moment, I was attracted by his beautiful eyes, forgetting he was a dangerous pure-blooded vampire. I couldn't help but take a step toward him. The overwhelming urge to be nearer to him somehow grasped me. It hooked me tightly in a way I had never experienced before. Surprisingly, I brought my hand up to his face and traced the smooth skin there.

“This is not the time to be lazy, Aria. The war is very close. Therefore we prepare to win and not slumber to our deaths.” After long hours of driving in weird and awkward silence, we finally got to our destination. “Is this supposed to be some kind of temple?” “Yes! This was the vampire's training scared temple. It was guarded by noble and powerful men and also had the best teachers and advisers… but they vanished during the war.” Gently grabbing his elbow, our eyes lock in on each other's. “I know how painful these memories are to you Lucian, but I believe that waking you from that sleep had a purpose.” Like as if I made him shy, he pulls from my hold, clearing his throat.

The air, crisp and pure, filled my lungs. Up a winding hill, we drove, finally arriving at the vampire specialist hospital. It resembled a huge residential house, surrounded by vast grassy lawns and meticulously trimmed hedges. The long driveway led us to the entrance, where a wooden and glass dome structure, adorned with ivy, stood majestically. With the assistance of paramedics, we wheeled Vlad through the double doors that stretched wide open. A wise-looking doctor greeted us, speaking in soft tones to the king as if there were sleeping babies in the building.

"Yes. If you are going to ask me why I didn't obtain your permission first before bringing you here, note that you were unconscious and needed immediate help. You can't have the transition process take place anywhere. I had to bring you to a private place where the transition process will take place smoothly. It should be done to avoid problems. I know you would blame me if you had ended up devouring a human's blood because you went out of control." "How long did the transition process take?" "Just a couple of days. Actually, for a normal human to undergo transition, it would take four to five days, but for some reason, the venom in your body spread so fast." "Why did it spread so fast?" I h

He would be lucky enough if he had special weapons to use, but at the moment he had none. “Care to tell me what is going on? Because the last thing I remember I was sleeping in my condo.” “I understand your confusion, but to cut it short, there is another world apart from what the human has, which is our world – Terra Lucien.” Lanver brushed his fingers on his hair, one thing he usually does when frustrated. He was still having a hard time processing in his mind that vampires were real, and then there was this another revelation that seemed so out of the world.

It quickly became clear that the sucker was hoarding blood bags that had been stolen from the hospital in order to relieve his undying thirst. Stumbling over to him, Mason folded his arms across his healing wounds and gave Tyler an expectant look. Without hesitating, the vampire opened up the cooler and tossed him a blood bag. Catching it with his hands, he put the seal between his teeth and ripped it open, guzzling down its contents like there was no tomorrow. Craving more, he shot the vampire another look and once again caught a second blood bag in his hands. Just like the first, he tore it open and emptied it within seconds. Still not satisfied, but feeling his thirst rise to a dangerous

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

I see his lips on mine, fangs grazing, hands pulling me close, and it’s like… like gas on a fire, making me fight harder. “Raymond!” Akira shouts, spear flashing, slicing through a vamp’s chest, blood spraying everywhere. “Temple’s up ahead—move your asses!” We run, dodging claws, my light burning a path, Jude’s shadows snapping at vamps like dogs. The temple looms—old stone, hidden in a junkyard, red runes glowing on its walls, pulsing like a bad heartbeat. My chest burns, the curse hissing you’re gonna fail, but I push through, Jude’s hand in mine, bond roaring.

They aren't shaking, but one of them does contain a note. I focus my vision to see where the guy is going, but when I turn to face him, he has already vanished. It's probably not widespread knowledge that Xander might have used his vampire powers to control this person. If it is, then he is his servant. Nevertheless, I suppose the latter is not likely because if it were true, the servant would have spoken with me before entering this temple. In addition to the mythology I've read in my former life, a vampire will undoubtedly be afraid of this temple because it is a holy ground where any devil or mythical creatures who step foot will be burned to ashes.