The Vampire Dies In No Time Manga Novels & Stories

With renewed vigor, they engaged the vampire, unleashing a barrage of attacks that pushed him to the brink. As the vampire faltered, his monstrous facade crumbling, the hunters delivered the final blow—a stake driven deep into his heart. A primal scream pierced the night air as the vampire disintegrated into ash, his existence forever extinguished. Exhausted and battered, I leaned against the car for support, my injured shoulder throbbing with pain. The security team members and vampire hunters quickly regrouped, ensuring the threat was fully eliminated. Their expertise and unwavering dedication had saved my life, and for that, I was eternally grateful.

a young girl from the white clan asked in terror. “We must wait three centuries! Three hundred years until the one from our race is born—our only hope to defeat that creature!” the old man said, his voice trembling. But he failed to notice Zumir was already behind him. By the time he realized it, a dagger had been thrust into his chest. The young girl didn’t escape either. Zumir’s razor-sharp claws tore apart her innards. Zumir thought he had wiped out the white vampire race, but suddenly, his knees gave out as he felt a strange chemical slowly killing him from within. A poisoned sword had been driven through his chest and stomach, casting his vision into darkness from which he never awoke.

The pack didn't ring a bell to me at all. ‘Maybe he didn't belong to my timeline.’ I concluded in my head. “Werewolves now suck blood now?” I asked confused, now sure that he didn't belong to my timeline. I also discovered I was nothing but a blood slave, my face winced in disgust. “Well, that would make a lot of sense with all chubby flesh I had. How much blood do I even have?” I said sarcastically, relishing the fact that I was the lowest of the low.

Eleanor's P.O.V I smiled as I held the newspaper in my hand and looked at the large title written in bold on the front page. 'YET ANOTHER KNIFE VICTIM' It was connected to a person's lifeless body. No, it wasn't a person. It was a vampire. A fucking bloodthirsty monster. He laid there lifeless on the floor with a body so unrecognisable that it would make people shudder at the murderer's viciousness. I'm curious who could be so ruthless.

he said and let out an emotionless laugh. "You know what happened to the woman?" he said which made me shake his head. "The vampires ambush her when she was on her way home. Since the vampire is much stronger than the werewolf, she got killed without the Vampire Prince's knowledge. When he went to their meeting place, a group of werewolves appear and told him how his love died in the forest. He was fuming mad that he wanted to kill those vampires who lay their fingers on his mate but his parents decided to lock him up in the dungeon as a punishment." I wiped my tears upon hearing it. They are so heartless! How could they do that to their son when he only fights for their love? They should wi

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

With his own eyes, he saw Samson go outdoors and only wear sun protection clothes like everyone else. In theory, vampires should sleep deeply during the day. The way he lives is no different from humans. - Furthermore, I suspect he has met and is very close to Eirlys. Even Drake couldn't see the mole on my aunt's ear and didn't include it in the painting, but he drew it. He recognized that the person in the painting and Jenny were two different people so he didn't even need to look at her. And finally, the painting was completed within fifteen minutes.

honestly, I just end up standing at a corner watching everyone else get drunk and laid. I checked the time, it was 10:30pm and I needed to get home, I ran through the mansion searching for Cassie to tell her I was leaving but I couldn't find her, growling in frustration since I couldn't find that little red hair, I sent her a text then ran out the house. It took me a while to get out of the mansion simply because most of the teens around were dead ass drunk, I should have never come.

I could see from his stance how long he had kept this up, but close to ten people still surrounded him—and he wasn’t backing down. I watched as he flung one aside and his body dissolved into ashes. Was that what happened when a vampire dies? I didn’t hesitate. I ran straight into the fight as I saw them closing in on him again. I grabbed the one closest to him and tossed him straight into a tree. “Sorry I’m late,” I called, pulling Damon up. My eyes darted around again—and widened as I watched the man I threw get up like nothing happened. Why didn’t he die?

55: Hold On "What?!" All of them asked even though they heard it right. "Magus is dead." He repeated. Dustine rushed to be in front of him and asked: "Where is he?" "H-He's gone." Vampire's turns into ashes after they are killed so there's no chance for them to even get to see him.