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My lungs were scarred, and I'd been physically frail ever since. Those first years after being brought to the vampire castle were the most terrifying of my life. I was at the age when human blood smells sweetest. As newly turned, bottom-tier vampires, my brothers walked me into a predatory world filled with hungry stares. Powerful old-blood vampires wanted to snatch me away as a premium blood source. My brothers were still weak then, but every single time, they hid me inside a battered coffin and fought those monsters tooth and nail-literally. Silas once had half his shoulder torn off. Julian nearly had his heart ripped out. But they always smiled and told me: "Don't be afraid. We'll get str

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

She’d picked up bits and pieces in New Orleans, but she knew inherently that such evilness as they displayed wasn’t the true vampire way. It was rumored that the vampires of New Orleans were tainted by all of the raising of the dead and chanting that went on by the natives of the land. Without realizing it, these humans had violated the very ground they walked upon and made it a haven for those who lived in limbo; neither ascending into heaven nor descending into hell. Night was when the vampires roamed, and night was also when the energies were at their strongest for the underworld to pull upon. Ghosts, ghouls, goblins, zombies, and others of that nature all came to life at night. Altho

She giggled slightly at how much more childish her older brother was than her. "I'm gonna miss you pea brain" she whispered in his ear, standing on her toes. Vampires were tall creatures, their height varied but always stayed constant, at the age of 116 all vampires stop growing , so whatever height they have, they're stuck with for the rest of eternity, or until someone happens to end their life. Can you even call it life if they're dead? "Hey!" he complained punching her arm lightly. But it was clear that their sibling bond was strong, he would really miss his sister.

She scoffed at my announcement, "Mate, you say. That human cannot be your mate Damian. Do not be delusional" "The instincts, the attraction says otherwise", I argued. High Queen sighed, "Damian, being attracted or having craving for their blood doesn't always mean that you are mates. Vampires by nature crave human blood more than any other creature's blood because human blood is like nectar to our palates". She closed her eyes as if she was reminiscing something similar although I was aware that she had abstained from drinking human blood decades ago. Most of us followed her footsteps and I wanted to say that I had never felt this type of craving in my entire life. I never really had any inc

I lied. He laughed once. “You should be.” He turned. Walked out. Door slammed. I stood there, chest heaving. Note gone. Truth screaming. Christopher Chan. My savior. My mystery guy. The vampire. And he just told me to stay away. I sank onto the bed. “Of course,” I muttered. “Of course the one person who believed I was worth saving already hates me.” I was already loving this place though. Especially after learning all four brothers would be at the same academy.

I glared at him, but he paid me no attention. His eyes scanned the area. They were dark and gleaming with a dangerous light. Unconsciously, I stepped back. There was something about Aaron’s younger brother that unsettled me. Teenagers should not be this… off-putting. Sensing my withdrawal, he turned to look at me. His lips curled at my uneasy gaze. “What do you think?” He stepped forward, and I quickly shifted back. “What?” “The vampires. You had your suspicions earlier—how do you feel about it now?”

And then there was the slight weirdness of them being brothers. I mean... I wasn't so much as opposed to it... but it did feel weird. Was it a normal thing with vampires? Because I knew, in the human world, this sort of shit would definitely be frowned upon... This was not going to turn out well. “So, the killer is in a run-down two-story house, off a backroad just outside Everglades City.”

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?

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black