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—You little rat, do you think you can steal from a Baltimore? The girl's face totally paled like a blank sheet of paper when she saw the red eyes of her attacker, totally petrified she watches as Antton feeds on the boy, "No,... Vampires don't exist." Horrified by what she saw, she forced herself to react to run away before he saw her, but she stumbles as she turns around. —Shit! —she whispers. She turns around and realizes that Antton is gone. —Damn. —Dear neighbor, —Serena freezes when she sees Antton inches from her face —You know there's a saying that goes "curiosity killed the cat."

“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.

She looked at the large image of Jesus Christ on the cross; even though she was in the far back, she could clearly see the image of Jesus Christ due to its size. "The Philippines can't really compare to other countries; there are huge differences in everything," she said. After that, she stood up and began to pray. "Lord, I know how fascinated I am by vampires, but can't you make this vampire hunting journey easier for me? Can you please assist me in putting my curiosity about them to rest?" Cyrille prayed in desperation. "I don't asked to see a bunch of vampires; I just want to see one. Just let me see one of them, please. Please? Lord?" She pleaded, blinking her eyes like a child begging a

The servant came and whispered to the girl. The girl just opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her lips: "Is it Augustus Stephen? A senior vampire, now even with the power of Neva's heart. I seem to have met that man.” The servant was silent. "Where is he?" “In the flower garden of the owner Son Stephen.” --

Harley sit on the couch alongside with them. Harley and Howard looking at each other before they open their mouth to tell the whole story so that they will understand who they are, what they are and their destiny. “ Adryan… You’re the real vampire, ” Harley said while looking at Adryan in the eyes. Adryan looking at Harley with an expression that show he doesn’t understand with that. He shaking his head did not believe what Harley just said. “ You must be joking or whatever but still it doesn’t funny. Really not funny, ” Adryan chuckling.

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.

Marcos keeps all the extravagant rooms open for his guests. He gently laid her body on the bed and turned away when the servant began to undress her. Once she was done she took her leave. She had put the girl into a white nightdress that made her dark hair and ruby lips stand out all the more. Seb pulled up the chair close to her bed and waited. If memory serves him correct she should have woken hours ago but her coma like state hasn’t changed. He wondered briefly if it had something to with the fact that for some reason she isn’t a normal vampire.

- I've been here for two weeks, I still haven't had the opportunity. - The woman said. - Come on my lap then. - then pulling your face. - Open that hot mouth. - The vampire ordered kissing her, she said before placing her lips on her breasts. - I paid in advance to suck. "She said, the vampire was a redhead..." - Won't you give trouble? - The vampire questioned. - I do not object. - Serenity said.

Now, they knelt and begged. "Your Majesty, we were wrong." "Please have mercy. We won't ever defy you again." Their tears meant nothing to me. I stepped toward them calmly, towering over them like a god. "Too late." I gave them no chance to explain. My fangs sank into Louisa's neck. Her screams pierced the air. It was a beautiful sound. Frank tried to flee, but I caught him with ease. "Didn't you hate vampires the most?" I asked. "Well now, you'll be my most loyal blood servants."

but undead creatures cared about nothing; and he was a vampire after all. “Who do you think you are? YOU, you are a servant, a possession. You are an asset to the cause of uniting the Vampires under one true rule. Remember your place when comparing your master to that... that, that treacherous whore!” Silas barked.