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I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Where was the error in her behavior? She was seething with annoyance as she pulled her favorite grimoire down from the shelf and flipped through the pages. Her anger grew as each spell she cast did not offer the knowledge she required. She noticed a page at the back of the book that was all about vampires and the lore around them. There was a remark put in the margin in a spidery hand that stated there were no known spells that could be used to track down vampires because they were, for all intents and purposes, dead, and one could only do ritual magic on the living. This notation explained that this was because one could only perform ritual magic on the living.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

After I was done I got into my pyjamas and tucked myself to sleep,then went to dream land. I ran swiftly on the forest ground, my heat thumped rapidly. I felt chills upon my skin as I kept running. I could still hear their claws, just as I felt I had lost them, I stopped to catch my breath, I took a look around trying to see if I was in the clear. Then the crunching of dried leaves from behind me was heard. I was surrounded by all five of them, all of them fully transformed, I stopped moving and watched them slowly, I examined their movement then lifted my hands at them, my eyes bloodshot, veins popping out and hair standing, I felt something in me begging to be realeased, I grabbed two guys

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

No matter how sober or intoxicated a human appeared to be their eyes should never glimpse one's Supernatural gifts unless they are to be met with death or sworn secrecy. None of the four Vampires had much regard for rules tonight and none of them planned on going near the sloppy drunk who was out of shape and appeared to be in his fifties. The stench the man exuded was all it took for the Vampires to dismiss the thought of ending his life at the start of their illimitable blood-lust night out.

Ghouls—carrion-eaters, drawn by hunger, controlled through offerings of meat and bone. Wraiths—shadows given form, commanded by fear or grief. And then, near the bottom of the page, in silver ink that seemed to writhe: *Vampires* The text was sparse, almost reverent. *Purebloods and turned alike may be subjugated, though the cost is high. Their blood resists mortal command; only the strongest veil-thinners may succeed. The rite requires a drop of the caster’s own essence mingled with the target’s blood, spoken in the language of the grave. Success binds the vampire as thrall. Failure… invites retribution beyond mortal endurance.*

Now they were going to make sure I wouldn't make it out of here alive. ‘One… Two… Five!’ Eight vampires were surrounding the area; in a flash, five surrounded me, and two spun from behind me with sharp claws and fangs. I noticed their attack through my hind vision, quickly, I retaliated with a swift and hard strike, slamming my claws into both their chests and ripping out their hearts.

This change is never an accident, it must be done intentionally. Eating Habits of Vampires: Newly made vampires do sometimes drink blood, either becouse it is easier to feed through the blood, or because there is a common misconseption that vamipres drink blood, no one knows for sure which is true. What we do know is that vampires feed on the aura of the human soul. It is easier to suck this aura out with the blood in the neck. However older vampires can suck the aura out by simply touching the exposed skin of a human. There are also rumors of some vampires being able to suck part of this aura out from a distance of as much as 50 feets, however at the time of writing this book those rumors a