Romans & histoires Vampire And Witch Books

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

When they were quite a distance away,he stopped for her to catch her breath. "Are you alright?" he asked She nodded "Are those vampires?" "Yes" he answered "They're the rogues" "Rogues? They're different from the vampires?" "Yes.The rogues are less powerful.The vampires are mostly kings,queens,people of higher authority" they moved through the woods "They have ranks too.Half bloods,ancient vampires." "The ones that attacked us in the last full moon?" "Those are the vampires and some of the rogues" he replied

I smiled as she put her arm around my shoulders. King Izzoth produced a map and explained, "The vampires have four broods. They like to stick close to species or humans that will easily be blamed for deaths that occur from a bite. So, East St. Louis, Salem, Massachusetts, L.A., and Chicago." Queen Winnie reasoned, "So, anywhere witches or high concentrations of IV drug users live." He nodded, "Yes. They like to make sure others can take blame for their actions." I shook my head and fumed, "Damn cowards."

How much magic the vampire would inherit remained to be seen. The wolves were only lethal to a vampire when in wolf form. Since her species could not shift any other time than during the full moon, instead of keeping the wolf and the vampire as fairly even opponents, the magic would tip the scales in favor of the vampires. Although she cared not about the impact it would have on the witches, she guessed that it would tip the scales in that area as well.

As fate sisters were explaining, Clotho looked at Ethan and warned him “Ethan it might happen that when you both will face Sandra, Alice can get injured and starts bleeding. You will have to control yourself. You might feel like feeding on her blood but this will weaken her and the fact you are a newly turned vampire once you start feeding on her you will not stop.’ “Don’t worry aunt Clotho. I have never felt an urge to drink blood. I just used to drink thinking it as a juice” Ethan said “It is not that easy Ethan. Alice is a fairy. A fairy and a vampire have a quite unusual bond between them. Though both belong to different worlds, fairy blood attracts vampires, and once a vampire drinks fa

The Demonkin still stirred. The Lunarch still plotted. The realms still watched. But Raven and Victoria — bound by blood, by shadow, and by unbreakable love — were ready. Queens of Valros. Partners in war and peace. Together until the end of eternity. And the story of the Necromantress and the Blood Princess was only just beginning.

My eyes trailed to her slightly pale skin that gave me another steady fact that matched the mystery which was her hazy aura. She was a hybrid. Half vampire and half witch. A very powerful one at that, judging from the coverage of her aura. I emitted a low growl at this, how was it she was a vampire and a witch? Those races were basically mortal enemies, especially in this realm. Even at this school, witches would keep an arm’s length away from vampires and vice versa, only conversing with the likes of werewolves and the few Lycans that roamed the halls.

They accepted her and as well respected her, her hair was increasingly growing and the silver became even more shiny as her skin was glittering, she was so beautiful. Hilda kept bringing books from the library to Amren's chamber and left them on top of the table for her to read. Amren would groan and grumble about it but ended up reading everything. And this very day, Amren was wearing a thin black gown, she was laying on her bed, her small figure was curled up under the thick layer of cloth, and she was reading a book titled "Clash of The Witch's Community " She was so engrossed with it because it was talking about the strong hatred between Vampires and Witches that existed right from the e

I'm starting to feel bad, like I haven't eaten in a while. "Vampires are immortals who drink blood. They are either born or made. Witches are beings able to tap into the magic of the Earth. They can only be born." "I wonder how many there are." I say in amazement. I fall back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Ok, so drinking blood isn't much different than some shifters liking raw meat. Raw meat is bloody.