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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.

Five male vampires were seated on the left wing of the table while four male vampires and one female vampire were seated on the other wing. They were even surprised to see her in such a state, looking haggard and frustrated. "Bring her here." Mosco ordered. His seat was the first to be seen from where their head seat was. The drudge vampire leaped towards her and brought her to him. The drudge vampires were special servants made and specifically owned by the grand elders of Volturi. These are the strongest vampires of the coven. The vampire left to bury her mate with a few of her kind after narrating everything in detail.

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.

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

Tristan did not care at all, although for the lord the prosperity and safety of his subjects was a responsible matter. Mortals living on the lands of the clan often chose to serve vampires of their own free will. True, few of them knew about the true nature of their masters. And those who were in the know had specific goals. Watching their beautiful, graceful owners, they dreamed of the same life. It was these people who entered into contracts and became personal servants. Their responsibilities included caring for the owner, as well as feeding him. After all, the younger the vampire, the more often he had to drink blood. These servants had separate recovery rooms where they were provided wi

I wish the gods or ancestors or whoever was in charge of this distribution will look down on me and grant me the gift of gab so I can convince the rigid elders of my kingdom to grant me permission to leave. I wish I could just send out the royal servants to find but it'd be a waste of manpower. Even with their keen senses the task seems almost impossible. Sarah's is in an entirely different world. I'm not sure how I'm going to find her but I know there'll be something to guide me through this mess when I open the history books in the palace. There has to be a reference, Sarah can't be the only irresponsible vampire in history. SARAH'S POV. The room looked very basic and I liked it. I guess t

- But I heard that vampires are powerful. I'm afraid he will escape and find me. You don't see how scary his eyes are when he looks at me. Perhaps he was very angry when he found out that I was impersonating the little mistress. – The girl continued to cry. - There's no way to escape. Every hour or so we'll throw garlic water at him. New wounds will pile up on old wounds. He won't have the strength to break the chains. Let's go inside, don't talk about this anymore from now on. – The butler sternly reassured the maid.

my wolf warned. I internally nodded in agreement and got out as soon as Adrian opened the door for me. We were greeted by one of the female vampire servants, who led us to a large boardroom. She looked appalling, she was skimpily dressed! Does he have no shame?" "The Master will be with you shortly, your highness," said the servant as she bowed, almost letting her tits roll out. The moment she lifted her head, she disappeared without making a sound. Creepy fucking race!

"If this is what I am thinking it is, you better take your bag and yourself and get out of my house. You are not highly welcome, just because I am making small talks with you here and there doesn't mean we are cool. I don't like people coming to my personal space so leave." "It seems I put on my talk-to-me face Uncle Vlad," Hiro said and put a big frown on his face. Joining his index and middle finger and snapped them together, the vampire servant who has been there since came to meet him quickly bowing slightly. "Go and get me a cold drink or are you now also blind as well?" he ordered. The vampire servant left to do as told, luckily for him, his master always stored up as much juice as pos

which really wounded my emotions. "Stop being absurd! You are not a slave! A mortal serving a vampire voluntarily by attending to his needs during the day is called a minion. Cuthbert raised one sandy brow at Julian as he continued, "He conducts errands and gives the vampire money when he doesn't have. "Ignore it,"