The vampire's servant Novels & Stories

She chuckled. “Yes, we do that too. But we are here to serve them a greater purpose. We fill them with their supply of blood. Also, vampires don’t share blood with other vampires. So, the humans you’ve seen so far, belong to someone here. Usually, the ones they are closer to or walking with…” I thought about the girl I saw the other day on our way to the vamp house for breakfast. She looked like she had just come back from swimming, and she was walking behind a vampire. Both of them were looking at me but then they disappeared into the woods.

A vampire-werewolf hybrid, a creature of darkest legend. "I trust you're feeling better, little one?" His deep voice had this velvety quality that should have sounded seductive but instead sent a tingle of dread up my spine. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the servant lady had gone ramrod straight, her eyes wide like a scared rabbit's. She gave a feeble nod and started babbling something about offering me broth. But Mr. Tall, Pale and Creepy didn't even spare her a glance. "You very nearly didn't survive your...journey to my lands," he went on in that unnerving tone.

“Don’t ever ask me a question again. It gets me angry. You don't want to know what I do when I get angry, little beauty.” His eyes fixate on hers, and a sinister smile creeps across his lips as he savors the distress in her expression. Despite the apparent pain in her eyes, he can glimpse the desire lingering in them for him. “Your blood is addictive, but you have to be something to me to tag along. So, be my blood slut until the Full Moon.” Sera shivers as the vampire's words echo in her ears. Struggling to comprehend, she lifts her glazed hazel eyes to meet his crimson gaze.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

This was different—deeper, more urgent, and yet somehow reassuring, as though completing a piece of him he hadn’t realized was missing before. It also made him insatiable and ready to feed. He slipped from the study where he’d taken refuge and selected the first servant he found in passing. She was a pretty young woman, but inspired no interest in him beyond feeding. She blushed when he smiled and stopped to curtsy. “Do you know what I am?” She nodded, her eyes wide. “You’re a vampire, sir.” He smiled again, and his fangs lengthened, which made her eyes widen. Her heartrate also revved up, and she looked nervous. “Would you mind if I feed from you?”

It's colossal and extremely mind blasting. I look down, and I can see my own reflection very clearly. Ibet they do not have mirrors in their rooms. "What can I do for you?" I quickly look up at the direction of the voice. I see a woman walking towards me with her hands intertwined at her stomach. She looks in her late thirties. Her clothes are different from the rest. And she has icy blue eyes. A vampire. "Hello! I'm here for the interview for the Servant Manager post." I smile as she stops at an appropriate distance.

This is when all the servants, also the imperial soldiers of the imperial palace start to act strange. At first, they felt unbearable thirst. No matter how much water they drink, they're not satisfied. Then their pair of canine teeth began to grow longer than usual as their fingernails also start to grow abnormally. This process of transformation is pretty much similar to what happened to Xu Zhengming when he has first gone berserk. And the next things that happened are quite predictable.

What was said at the spur of the moment turned out to be exactly what she was looking for? Her previous comment about the vampires' servants being useless came back to me. She must've expected something out of the ordinary when she became interested in them. And then got rid of them when she didn't find what she was looking for. Vampires' servants are either tools for their lord's or future recruits. But just like Protégés, it has to be consensual. They are not servants in the way humans view servants. Meaning that they signified something for their lords. They share some kind of a symbiotic relationship. They are not useless.

His fangs were protruding as he spoke with spite. Alice didn’t know who the vampire was talking about, but she knew that the vampire was a blood servant by the way he spoke. Vampires are pretty desolate people, and they rarely get attached to each other unless they are bound by blood like the vampire in front of her. Black Lotus said that it was blind faith. The blood servant would do everything for their master’s well-being. "I don’t keep track of my enemies, but I don’t remember ever meeting a pureblood. Who’s your master? " She asked with curiosity. The vampire didn’t answer, still shooting lasers through his eyes.

I turned to Shantelle who had no reaction and was just looking at me while smiling. I turned to see a remaining vampire. Looked at me with fear. The wind got stronger causing my hair to fly which made his eyes widen even more. "A Peratia," he said. He screamed when Shantelle shot him in the leg and Adrian finished the man while I was frowning because I couldn't understand what Dervy said. Shantelle came to me. "Oh my gosh! You managed to kill a Dervg! Congratulations!” Shantelle greeted me happily.