Novel & Cerita The Vampire Next Door Book

Unable to keep his eyes open any longer, they fluttered closed as his head fell to the side, his body loosened, his chest fell flat and his heart stopped beating. … "The next thing I knew, I woke up in some worn out bedroom at the top of some English tavern with Demitri standing above me. I knew I shouldn't have woken, so I questioned him and… Well, here I am. A vampire." Harley's eyes were wide with horror and her mouth opened in the shape of an O. She closed it again, biting her lip. She stayed silent and stood up. He stood up top, thinking that she had decided to leave. Instead, she did the last thing he ever expected her to do. She threw her arms around him in a hug, embracing him tightl

For a moment, I thought he might argue the point, but then, to my mixture of surprise, pleasure, and sorrow, he turned on his heels to leave the room. “I have to pee,” I called after him. He stopped briefly, but kept his back to me while saying, “I’ll send someone to take you.” “Am I your prisoner?” I hissed venomously, but got no reply. My curiosity as to whether all vampires were gorgeous was satisfied when a very homely young female, named Vanessa, arrived to escort me to the nearest toilet. Poor Vanessa’s narrow, beak-like nose and thick, protruding lips made her incredibly difficult to look at. This was soon overshadowed by her incessant chattiness and inability to keep a secret. Having

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

Christopher asked, stirring what appeared to be a pot of spaghetti on the stove. Before Grace could answer, the back door came bursting in, shards of glass flying across the room, peppering the couple with fragments. Grace threw her hands in front of her face to protect her eyes. When she pulled her arms down, she began to scream. Looking into the maniacal steel gray eyes, there was no doubt in her mind now that Jack Carol and his brother were Vampires. * * *

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

“Because you’re the one who put him in a coma, Hera. What happened messed up our work completely! This is what you have to do—unless you want to go to jail?” My father’s words freeze me solid. I can’t speak. The next morning, reality hits me hard: I’m now living with a psychopath next door. A comatose man whose very possibility of waking up fills every part of me with dread. Please, please don’t wake up!

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

Meanwhile, I sat inside the library of the Winter Garden, turning the entire place upside down to get information on vampires. “Strange.” I mumbled as I looked through the book titles. There weren’t many books or detailed information on vampires. It was all the basics, like how to kill a vampire with a wooden stake and all. Nothing that I didn’t know. I sighed as I flipped through the last book and threw it. Why was there not much information about the biggest rivals of wolves? I massaged my temple with my two fingers when my tired gaze fell on the open book that I had thrown across the room out of frustration.

It wasn't fair to Mia to be so distant for the last week and then call her in the ungodly hours of the morning to drop these burdens on her. But she had to do something. With a sigh, she looked around her room for a moment. The quiet, gloomy space threatened to overwhelm her. That's when her eyes landed on the book about vampires she'd loaned from the library all those weeks ago. Something clicked in her mind. Standing from the bed, she stalked to her desk and powered up her laptop before sitting down. Pulling the heavy book into her lap, Layla started to flip through it. There was no way in h*ll that some blood-sucking a*shole vampires were going to take her for granted any longer! Not Rava

“I feel that this is it. Whatever it is I am meant to find, I feel that it is here. My father, he said that the island was a big place. I think that what he meant was that the Notre Dame was not the only place on the island to search. That our final clue is beside the Notre Dame.” They walked to the door, preparing to open it, when suddenly, the door opened wide, startling them. Before them stood a tall, strikingly beautiful vampire, wearing a white robe and hood. She pulled it back, revealing light blue eyes and long, brown hair. She looked right at Caitlin and smiled. “Caitlin,” she said. “We have been awaiting you. Welcome.” Caitlin and Caleb exchanged a glance. The woman stepped aside, a