Novel & Cerita The Vampires Servant Free Online

What kind of stupid name is that? "Avoid those that wear a different uniform from ours in short those like the head servant,they do not take lightly of our kind", " What do you mean our kind?" " Humans are like,how can I say it? rodents to them,so just keep your head low no matter what", She keeps confusing me even more " what do you mean human Ms aren't we all?". " No, the servants that wear black and white are werewolves and we humans wear purple" " Are you sh*ting me right now",I laugh but she looks at me dead in the eyes "what are you going to tell me Vampires are real?"

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.

My head was hurting even more. I saw a vision of a human who was calling my name, it was a blur. His figure was slowly getting clearer until... “Master EL.” Lucah sounded worried while calling me. I screamed out in so much pain. I was trying to remember that memory. My mind was cloaking even the simple details of what's happened in the past, like the discovery of the serum which enables the vampires to walk under the sun. That's it!

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.

he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

Stefan stared at Rita as she closed her eyes and nuzzled even closer to him. "Seems like you got a new pet Stefan?" Lord Lucien asked. "just a werewolf servant he took a liking to" Damon answered dusmissively. "Hmm! A werewolf, can I have her?" lord Lucien asked, looking at Rita appreciatively. "No" Stefan answered sharply. He pulled Rita's hair a little too hard causing her to yelp. She looked at him, he could see the fury in her eyes. He hoped she could see the apology in his eyes.

“What else would I be? They don’t exactly let vampires feed on each other, you know.” I stayed standing, arms crossed tightly. “So it’s just the pure-bloods who keep feeders?” “Oh no,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “Most vampires do. Even the sired ones. Master Ramez, for example—he was sired by Master Perth. He’s not a pure-blood, but he has feeders too. That’s why I’m here.” She tapped her chest proudly. “I’m his.” I blinked at her, my mind struggling to keep up. “So basically… almost every vampire has a feeder?”

Lady Velastra Noireveil. Tall, statuesque, and draped in robes the color of spilt wine, she lounged with an elegance that seemed both lazy and predatory. Her eyes glowed faintly crimson, and her long nails gleamed like polished obsidian. As Sera approached, the vampire’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. “Well,” Lady Velastra purred, her voice carrying like silk through the hall, “look what the winds have blown in. A stray little witch who forgot to sign her name in blood.”

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

“The bond makes you want to be around me, but if you didn’t care about me, you would fight it. If a servant has no feelings for their master, they will eventually hate their master. It is the same for a vampire and their master.” “I didn’t think vampires had masters?” “Yes, we have masters. They are the ones that created us. We are bound to them and eventually come to care for or hate them. In my case, I hated my master because she took everything from me.” “I knew she was the head of your bloodline, but I didn’t understand that she was your master. Do vampires often choose their servants based on love?”