The Temple Of The Vampire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

Viktor, enraged by the loss of Seraphine's allegiance, sought out even darker sources of power. Viktor gathered his remaining forces in an ancient, forgotten temple deep within the mountains. The temple was a place of dark rituals and forbidden magic, a fitting location for Viktor's desperate plan. He had heard rumors of a powerful artifact hidden within the temple, an artifact that could grant unimaginable strength to its wielder. “We must find the artifact and use its power to crush the werewolves,” Viktor declared to his followers. “With it, we will be unstoppable.” The vampires began their search, delving deep into the temple's labyrinthine passages. They encountered numerous traps and g

The stone wall moves to the right, revealing more stairs leading to another floor beneath the dungeons. I see four doors at the bottom of the stairs, and each has five stone bricks with drawings on them. "The second door on my right. Push the rock, the heart, and the leaf." "The patterns have nothing in common," I say to Vlad. He flashes white vampire fangs at me. "To make sure no one enters the temple." I push the bricks, and the door opens, revealing a tunnel. "What is this place?" I ask. "A temple for Nix." I frown. Nix, The Goddess of vampires?

Nothing happened in the vampire world without their knowing about it, and in most cases, without their approving. It all fit so perfectly. This building had originally been built as a temple to the pagan gods. It had always been a place of worship, of gathering, for the dark vampire forces. For anyone with eyes to see, it was obvious: there were odes to pagan gods, frescoes, paintings, statues everywhere. Any human sightseer who took the time to read the mission of this place, could only realize what its true purpose was. And if that were not enough, there were also all the great vampires buried there. It was a living mausoleum, the perfect place for Kyle and his kind to call home.

Zayne’s pitiful voice came again, seeming even more desperate. “For what?” I decided to give him an ear, I didn't really have any intention of going with it though. Okay, don't freak out. I need you to come with all the way to the sacred temple” “What? No way. It's too dangerous” The sacred temple is one of the greatest monuments known to all Lycans, vampires and humans included. My mother told me stories of how the temple was one of the only places where humans, Lycans and vampires would meet in peace, until the war.

They dragged her down a different corridor lined with rusted torches and brought her to a large underground chamber. It looked like a sacrificial temple. In the center was a stone altar—black and cold. Symbols were carved in blood along the walls. Bones of animals and maybe humans lay in heaps in the corners. “No!” NYX screamed, as they threw her onto the slab. Chains rattled as they bound her wrists and ankles. Her belly twisted with terror. The vampire boss stepped forward, a dagger in hand. It gleamed silver with a red glow. “Just a little blood,” he whispered, “and the world will change.”

I asked, pointing to the statue. “Our goddess, Nyx,” Joseph answered. “That’s her temple. It’s where we pay our respects to her. Like a church. Every Sunday we have a ceremony at the temple.” I realized that the door of the temple had the same symbol that Joseph had in his Villa. On the statue, she appeared to be wearing a necklace of the same symbol. That was their goddess. The vampire goddess. How beautiful. There was another building we began to pass, and this building took my breath away. It sat near the temple and had a long driveway that rounded at the top for an easy turnaround.

He didn't want his family to confront Viona under his surveillance. The temple was built up in an old place, away from the living zone of vampires. Hence, it was easy to escape the attention. They both entered together and Viona felt her wolf, turning inactive inside. She panicked momentarily, asking Alaric in a low voice, " Something is wrong with my wolf, Alaric." Alaric assured her softly, keeping her closer to avoid any unexpected danger, " It will be all right when you go out, Viona. This temple is a holy place for vampires. No wolves can use their powers here. So, you will have to bear it for a while. "

Joe said grimly, “A large portion of those vampire legends that you heard are derived from the Order of The Solar Temple.” Zayn was astounded to learn that. He said, “Don’t vampires originate from foreign countries? There are some in Rheasia too?” Joe looked toward Zayn and said with a smile, “Sergeant Larson, you’ve misunderstood. Who told you that the Order of The Solar Temple is from Rheasia? In reality, the Order of The Solar Temple originated from Eurosia and it only spread to Rheasia about a century ago. The influence of the Order of The Solar Temple can be found all over the world. However, the club is growing bolder these days and is committing crimes across the world. It seems that

He nodded. I could understand the motive behind the attack on the temple. It was a sacred and holy place, housing holy waters and inscriptions. I've heard that holy water is a weakness for vampires, and only a true priest or priestess could bless it. The Northern vampires seemed to be strategically narrowing down their targets. While they diverted the kingdom's attention with raging beasts, they seized the opportunity to destroy the temple. Their goal was clear: eliminate every potential weapon that could be used against them. I hoped that Knight's plan was not in grave danger. As I ate, a sense of guilt overwhelmed me. I was going about my day as if there were no imminent war, oblivious to