Novel & Cerita True Blood Vampire Eric

He takes a step back and then regains his composure. He is a vampire! Earlier he was either trying to read my mind or compel me. Why didn't he? Why didn't it work? I have no choice but to accept it. “Fine, point proven.” Well, fuck, they are real! I only assumed it was a possibility based on my research, but now I'm in the room with two vampires and a guy who could be a werewolf. Also, why am I not afraid? Why am I curiously aroused? Eric breaks my thoughts, “I am a vampire, too, as was my wife.”

Eric stood amidst a sea of blood and bodies, holding Victoria's father's severed head in his hand. He had torn the traitorous old Beta's neck apart with his bare hands. But Eric's body had been pierced by countless blades. There was a gaping, bloody hole in his stomach. Eric stumbled. He looked down at the blade tip protruding from his body and actually smiled. Then, he fell heavily to his knees. His vision began to blur. The cries of the surviving Pack members surrounded him, but Eric couldn't hear them. In the second before darkness swallowed him, the only thought flashing through his mind was:

BANG: The cell door was blown open and landed on the other side of the hall, and a figure calmly walked out through the dust. “Agh! Blake, this is all a misunderstanding. I____I came to rescue Sara and you.” Eric stood there shaking and lying to try and quell the killing aura he was feeling from Blake. With a wave of his hand, Eric shrieked in pain as his legs were severed from his body, and he collapsed on the floor with no blood flowing from the wound; they seemed to have been cauterized, allowing no blood flow. Blake made his way to Sara and held her in his arms.

"And I think it's something else, apart from the vampires, that is bothering you." I took a deep breath, and my eyes lowered to the ground below at the bottom of the rock. "Eric is mated to Lucy," I finally blurted. "What." Theo took his head away from my shoulder. Turning around, I saw the mild look of surprise on his face. "Are you sure about that?" he asked. "Of course I am," I responded with a roll of my eyes. "He marked her right in front of me." A thoughtful frown appeared on his face before he said, "This is something. I've never heard of this before."

“I’m here to stop you.” Beside me, Daisy snapped her head toward me. “Erica!” she hissed. The vampire’s laughter rang low, cruel, echoing through the trees. “Stop us?” He leaned forward, his smile widening. “Little wolf, you don’t even know what we’ve begun.” Another vampire shifted in the shadows behind him, his red eyes gleaming brighter. Daisy took a step forward, her voice rising in a chant. I felt the air crackle around her, heat pressing against my skin. “One more word,” she snapped at them, “and I’ll burn your tongue to ash.”

Eric asked Calantha's father to arrange for him to board a ship to cross the border tomorrow night, and when he arrived safely, he would give her father the address to pick up his daughter. After a while of following the trail, the police team also arrived at a long-abandoned house near the edge of the forest. Michael wondered if Lucasta was also nearby. She left and left only a handwritten letter. The haunted forest is very large and this place is very far from where Samson lives. The gloomy and creepy scene with ancient crumbling walls and mottled moss makes people feel like this is the residence of a vampire. - Mr. Eric, we are the police, you have been surrounded. Surrender to enjoy the

“You must be hilarious, Lucian. I knew something was off with the way you kept trying to piss me off. Even if you shoved your hand into my chest, you wouldn’t find a heart there. I’m fucking blank. Tear me to pieces, and I’ll still come back together.” A spine suddenly stretched from the neck, snapping down to the head, and with the speed of light, it reattached to the body. The head twisted backward, locking eyes with Lucian—those red irises glinting with twisted delight—before snapping forward again. Eric’s brows furrowed as the men behind him reeled in shock. ‘Did his head just go back to his body?’ ‘Holy shit. I thought we were here to defeat a Lycan, not some scary-ass zombie son of a b

The Weight of a Crown (Davina's POV) The moment the last Silverblood child crossed the river to safety, Eric collapsed. One second he'd been standing tall, his moonlit scars pulsing as he directed refugees. The next, his knees hit the mossy earth with a sickening thud. "Eric!" I skidded to his side, my claws retracting as I forced my halfshifted body back to human form. My bare knees sank into the damp soil as I grabbed his shoulders. His skin burned through his tunic, feverhot despite the night's chill.

“ Not easily. I helped him gather support from our Vampire friends. We were able to get almost 80% of the Vampires in the world to back him. We have been great friends since then.” In that instant, I felt a subtle change in the environment. I could taste the presence of great power. “ He is here,” Eric said as he went to open the door. “ Ah! My dear friend, Eric. What was so important that you had to call me so urgently? I had to fly all the way from Rivera to here.” His gruff voice echoed in the hall as he hugged Eric. My eyes widened. He had come all the way from Rivera. That was practically on the other side of the world. Just how old and powerful was he?

"I would be in the room." Luca laughed and looked at me. "So you have not made your choice, Damien. You want them to have her because of him? Because of that asshole" I sucked in a deep breath. "It's not an easy choice." He raised an eyebrow, nodding his head slowly. "Okay. Then let me make it easy for you." Before I could say another word, he released the bullet. Eric let out a loud, piercing scream as he collapsed on the floor. My blood turned cold as I stared at the only man I had ever loved on the floor. I rushed to him, holding his face. "Baby… babe…"