The Temple Of The Vampire Novels & Stories

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

"Welcome Home, Great Hero of the Sakhorah Vampdragon" "The leader of the Sakhorah Vampdragon, you are the first to arrive just as the prophecy had foretold." "Please who are you? and is this place the forbidden temple??" Vic asked, he could not see who the person was, nor where the person is. "The forbidden temple. Do you mean this temple?!" The voice said, only to be showing herself to Vic. She had a scally skin all from her waist down to her feet, but the rest of her body parts from waist to her head was in a human being form.

I ask, and I watch Talvin nod his head yes. On his eighteenth birthday, Talvin had asked for one thing: to become a Vampire and be mated to Sydney. After becoming a vampire myself, I could not say no to him. “Please, guys?” Talvin whispers from the room. “It would be our honor.” Lawler agrees immediately. “I will help you in any way that I can,” I confirm as well. “Ok, let’s take them to dinner then,” Sydney confirms before going into the room to talk to them.

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

I had promised to let Damien turn me into a vampire spawn, but that didn't mean I wanted it to happen soon. Damien shrugged. "We could do it tomorrow. We would obviously have to use a different statue, since this one was broken. It's a pity; Henry found a most impressive sculpture for your Acceptance." "There has to be a statue?" I asked. If I had known that I would have tried to sabotage the statue first. "Of course there has to be a statue of the Dark Lord at an Acceptance Ceremony," Damien said. He spoke like it was the most obvious thing in the world. How was I supposed to know that, though? I didn't know anything about vampires.

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

Ophelia pressed her back to the jagged wall, steadying her breath. Aaron’s eyes softened as they met hers. “Ready?” She nodded. “You?” “More than ready. I have been waiting to kill this bastard since I woke up,” he said flatly. Navigating the temple discreetly was not easy, but they finally entered through a broken arch, stepping into the stone hollow; the chamber inside pulsed with power. Vines laced with blood threaded through the cracked floor, and symbols older than their language burned against the walls. They did not have to think too much about where all the blood came from as they saw several corpses of humans and half-bloods.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Sush had no idea what she’d just agreed to, and waited as Lucy and Pelly turned toward the targeted direction and Pelly’s eyes glowed in bright, emerald green. Nothing seemed to be happening yet, so Sush closed in on Greg’s ear and whispered, “The forest of what again?” “Oderem.” He pushed himself up when he could feel all of his limbs and went on, “Temperamental forest from the vampire territory that casts voodoos, gives neck tattoos, and takes insults and insinuations very personally so don’t say anything offensive when it gets here.”

The Vampire wished to see me? I quickly skipped to her side, "Um, excuse me," I began in a soft voice, "The vampire? What is he like?" She chuckled, "oh, he is mysterious, almost dark and ominous. he loves to play games." I gulped loudly, she chuckled again. "Don't be frighten, miss. I'm sure your meeting will go well." Don't be frightened.easy for her to say. She halted at the door and knocked twice.