Twilight Glitter Vampire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he replied. "You're not welcome there anymore," I told him. "Come on, let bygones be bygones, you can't hold a grudge forever," he whined. "I don't hold any grudge against you, I just don't want a reckless killer around me," I told him. "Says the blood sucking vampire," he retorted. He was staring straight at me and we locked gazes for what seemed like forever. It was taking all the control I had to not pounce on him and beat him to a pulp right this very moment. I thought of Clara and I definitely did not want her to see the monster in me.

Still coming down from the fight, Harley nodded her head as she was too breathless to speak. If he had wanted to kill her, there was no doubt that she would be dead already. Unless he was playing mind games with her. In complete disbelief, all she could do was stand completely still and stare at the monster that had just saved her life. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as found him even more dazzling the longer she stared. Though what caught her attention the most was his eyes. The jewel blue twinkled against the night sky, holding a warmth that she had never seen before in a vampire's eyes.

The lady asked her to relax and they try to wake the baby up. Outside the room’s window on the tree, a golden fairy along with her daughter is sitting and viewing all the incidents. The lady said to her daughter “Dear… this is what I was talking about. You are my shadow. The shadow of light who can fight the darkness. In the dark vampire world, you have to emit your light. The daughter looked at her mother and said “Yes Mother. I will do as you have trained me. “. The woman smiled and with her magic wand put some fairy dust on her daughter and soon the daughter turns into a golden leaf. The woman then disguises herself as a maid and entered Clara’s room.

Those bloodsucking demons. "They're walking in the fucking sunlight," I snapped, slamming my palm on the table. A grim silence followed. "With the help of the witches, they've developed a new kind of glamour, sun-resistance, which allows them to walk in the daylight," Crelan spoke up. "They're also using blood rites and corrupted sigils to cloak vampire scents and shield their nests from our patrols. I folded my arms, the veins in my forearm tightening. "You're certain?"

Dad said it was from my grandmother and wanted me to wear it always. "It is not an ordinary necklace for it contains a powerful spell. I'm sure you have been wondering why Carter Rellis can read everyone else's mind but he can't read yours. Am I correct?" I stayed silent. He nodded with my silence, taking it as an affirmation. "It's because of that necklace. It can block vampires' mental abilities. If you didn't know, Vienna tried to poison your mind that day in the woods, but she wasn't able to do it. "

It's like some sort of twisted Christmas miracle. In that instant, it hits me—this kid is no ordinary tween. Those eyes, that eerie red glint, is similar to a glow my eyes gives off every once in a while, ever since the day I got turned in a vampire. And the way he manipulates minds, it's like he's pulling the strings of human marionettes. Could he be a vampire too?

My voice quivered, the words barely more than a whisper. "That, my dear Lyla, is called glamour. A nifty little trick we vampires have to ensure compliance." A self-satisfied smirk spread across his lips as he leaned back in his chair, seemingly pleased with himself. My thoughts spun in disarray, struggling against the unnatural calm settling over me. "You can't just make me do what you want." "Oh, but I can. And I did." His eyes danced with a twisted delight that both frightened and infuriated me. As he looked at the clock on the wall, he seemed to make a quick decision.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

I leaned away, narrowing my gaze, uncomfortable with the attention. “Have your eyes always been gold?” he asked. I shook my head. “No, they are green.” “Pay it no mind, my dear. All vampires’ eyes change color after awakening to their gift, and golden eyes indicate a powerful gift.” He patted my shoulder. “I don’t feel any different.” I touched my chest and realized the stab wound was healed, and that my head didn’t hurt, and my body aches were gone. I touched the tube in my arm and the blood bag in my hand.