The vampire's servant Novels & Stories

Vanessa mumbled as she and Alexander looked at each other as they transformed into a vampire. Pristine also transformed into her vampire self. “The other vampires are here,” she confirmed with a snarl. “Get ready to fight.”

Of course, she knew what this was. “The drink cut.” Drink cut was the cut that was made by the knife from their inner arm to the inner wrist. “Do you know what I am?” “I know,” she felt the massive knot inside her stomach. Her positivity dropped below sea level as well. Inwardly, she cursed him. This information was important and served its purpose. She understood James’s intention. “You were the blood servant of the former vampire lord.” Blood servant was the servant that dedicatedly supplied their blood through the knife cut. The blood that spilled would be put inside the wine glass which would be consumed by the vampire later, whenever they ran out of energy.

I grabbed the jamb of the seat opposite him. "Between us, isn't it you who want to kill me?" His eyes narrowed. I noticed his urge to smile for whatever reasons. "Sit down, Elizabeth. I don't have time to wait for you to finish your meal later on. We have to work." "We?" "Yes, we. You're my personal servant, aren't you? So you have to come with me wherever I go to assist me." "Isn't that against the rules? I'm a servant here. Shouldn't I just work here? If you're here, that should be the only time I'll serve you."

His shoulders sagged before he could stop himself. “Oh,” he said—softly, involuntarily. The sound deflated from his lungs like a punctured grape. It was another vampire servant, their crimson hair bright as fresh blood in the pale light. The servant, catching sight of him standing there like a fool, immediately twisted on their heel, a basket of linens pressed against their hip, and began hurrying back toward the palace interior via the long route around the courtyard. No bow. No acknowledgment. Not even a backward glance.

Behind the lovable glasses had been a couple of antagonistic and firmly resolved eyes. "Remove human dignity, hateful parasites. They are vampires. They are rejected through heaven's mandate. Destroying them is to your very own precise. If you haven't grown to become absolutely right into a vampire, in a grey zone, then you may nevertheless be saved." "Conversely, if I develop into a vampire absolutely, killing her way I'm dead." Vampire Characteristic No. 5: whilst the grasp vampire is destroyed, a sequence response reasons all of the servants to perish as well. In different phrases, one vampire's loss of life reasons all of the human beings that they'd become vampires to all die.

I was dying to know the whole truth that's why the very next day, when the female servant came to bring me a chalice of blood, I took the chance to ask her some things. "When Elizabeth started living her, was she already a vampire?" The servant looked surprise that I opened a conversation. She looked really hesitant to answer me as if she would be thrown to a pool of fire alive if she would entertain any question from me. With troubled eyes, she looked down and swallowed hard. I waited until she lifted her head to meet my gaze again. When she knew I was still waiting for her answer, she hesitantly parted her slightly trembling lips as she spoke with low, unsure voice.

"Your vampire tricks won't work on me again, not anymore" "Master?" Ray asked looking at Lilith. "Yes, I was here, not too long ago, but it was fun, I got to learn a lot about vampires, especially the part where vampires use the human servants not only for blood but for bed as well?" She said and winked at Ray. He didn't know what to say. "Did you? Ray? Sleep with a servant?" He felt ashamed suddenly "Yes, I won't lie, before I met you" "Obviously, when you met me you never returned to your kingdom?"

Because if she fell for him while they were in the marriage, she would have lived with longer with their child instead of taking her own life. "Is anyone else brought here along with me?" I asked the female servant who brought me a chalice of blood the next day. The servant looked hesitant. Maybe she was told not to talk to me or something like that. "Is the question very hard? The answer is just a yes or no." She sighed and shook her head subtly. She looked young and innocent, probably why she easily gave in. "You mean I am the only brought here?" I asked in a whisper. She's also a vampire so I'm sure she heard it right.

"KING ASMODEUS! THE HUMAN!" The demons around me whipped their heads to the intruder and one flew to the servant and snapped his body against a tree. A sickening crunch was heard and the servant fell to the floor in a small lump. He didn't move again. Before I could count to three, someone appeared next to the dead servant. Adrian.

His body drops down to the ground, rolling around while touching the neck. "Damn you bitch, my mistress already bite him!" The servant wants to attack the young Vampire, but stop immediately by Cleo Nie. "Your luck was bad, pretty boy!" The young Vampire know that being bitten by two different blood systems will be dead soon, she left the area hurry up run far away.