Touhou Vampire Novels & Stories

Strangely, they did not go towards the caste where there are hundreds of werewolves and humans about five hundred meters away. I catch the first one off guard, slicing his chest open. I leave him incapacitated. “Taho, distract him. I need to get back.!“ one vampire tells the other one named Taho and then flees the scene immediately. Now it’s just the two of us. The vampire named Taho is not one of the young ones. He might look not over thirty, but his eyes tell his age. The deep red circles under his eyes, which he has not bothered to hide like they have to fit in with the humans, tell me he must be over three centuries old, or maybe four. No, not four, there is no sign of redness in his eye

Storm warned. “Uh... I would never.” Tia scoffed. “Please just walk there.” Storm sighed. “Fine, let’s go wolf boy and girl.” Tia said. Spencer and Aleya chuckled and showed Tiamat to the nursery, “and actually, I am a vampire.” Aleya said with a smile. “Oooooooo, a wolf and a vampire, that will be one beautiful little pup? What do you call a baby vampire?” Tia asked with a raised brow. “A little wolfpire? Oooohhhh, I love it!”

“Not before you open your mouth!” Ruby stuck her fingers between Vata's cheeks. The jaw that tries to move ends up locked shut, holding the mouth in a gaping position. Tick. Tick. Tick. Three drops of blood flow down the throat. The hazel eyes of the vampire destroyer lit up with satisfaction. Haris withdrew his hand. He and Ruby walked down the stairs, waiting for the most crucial moment. Vata writhed uncontrollably. His black nails scratched at his neck, where a burning sensation penetrated. "No! Oh no! Hot!"

Louder, she continued, “You are to serve him tonight for dinner.” Vampires didn’t eat like other creatures. They needed blood to survive, preferably straight from the source. The tributes were mainly selected to be those blood wells. As werewolves could generally heal quickly, I imagined vampires could feast on them many times before the tributes finally succumbed. Knowing that, and knowing that I was the tribute selected to be Vampire Duke Damien’s blood pet, I guessed serving him for dinner meant that I would personally be the food, with my blood on the menu.

Harvey saw Boss looking at that new potion, and immediately stopped: "It's just a test version that can't be used, although I have upgraded it, it requires a 'white mouse' to be effective, but in the organization very It's hard to find a hunter who can capture B-rank vampires alive." Boss nodded, but he had a better idea than going to capture a Level B Vampire alive. Louis looked at Harvey with a small smile and said, "I'll take this demo back to the main building for review." "Yes, you can take it if you want." Boss normally doesn't take those things away, so Harvey agreed and extracted a small amount for him to review. Looking at the red blood liquid flowing in the small bottle, Louis gave

That is the advantage of his Obfuscate abilities. The sun has already set by the time we reach the inn. Orpheus was right when he said that there are so many vampires in here. I think there are only Vampires here. I can't even pick out a human being. How can I help you gentlemen?" a busty grey haired female on the receiption asks us with an amused smile on her face that gets me wondering what is amusing on us. "We are looking for someone. His name is Lazarus. He is a vampire," Orpheus tells her.

“What do you mean?” “A vampire can’t go against the one who sired them. At least, that’s the theory.” Morgan nodded. “Correct. I wouldn’t be able to attack Oran.” “Can Auri?” Hector asked him and looked between my grandpa and my mother. “Why would she not? She’s not a vampire.” Týr was looking between them as well. Zeke sighed. “She is though, isn’t she? The lack of scars, time seemingly rewinding, and the special juice for everything this morning. You and Hector are both part vampire now as well, aren’t you?”

Claire rolled her eyes and then left the room, I smirked and took a deep breath, looking at the PC screen on. “Should I be concerned?” I heard Hyperion's question in jest. “Oh no… I only kill virtual people. It's a roleplaying game. Today we're going to finish a Vampire the Mask campaign, a very famous game even. In this case, I'm playing with a 9th generation vampire, let alone an old one, La Sombra, which is one of the clans, and which has the pyromaniac defect. Our mission is to invade a Caern, which is a place with great magical and pure power, so to speak, these places are usually protected by Werewolves, who are divided by tribes and within the tribes there are packs, which can be mixe

“Ah, now we’ll see Zheira’s awakening. Watch closely, Vladimir! The woman you fantasized would be the one to end your miserable life.” “You think this is the—the last of us?” Eleanor shrieked. “You’re mistaken.” It was then that they’ve heard loud footsteps coming from somewhere, but above all those noises were Louise’s voice constantly saying, “They’re over here. They’re over here.” “Who are they?” Xavier spat. “The opposing team you’re trying to beat.” “You mean—” His body turned rigid when he saw them. From beyond the horizon, blue-armored vampires were marching. In front of them was a man with a face resembling a lion and Xavier himself, wearing the same golden armor as his.

"I am going to tear through your innocence so hard you will bear the hollowmere mark for weeks." "Break me then!" TJ Ashwyn yells back, his hips jerking backward to meet the threat. "Hold still," Lucien Hollowmere orders, gripping TJ Ashwyn's waist with brute force before driving his massive, rock-hard vampire cock all the way inside the tight, virginal heat in one brutal thrust. "Ahhhh! Lucien!" TJ Ashwyn shrieks, his head throwing back, his eyes rolling into his skull as his tight walls stretch violently around the thick invasion, splitting open to welcome the raw size of the syndicate lieutenant.