Romans & histoires Vampire Class

She paced calmly inside the bedroom while resuming her story. ‘Vampires are not turned. We are born like this. There are eighteen years for us to be at peace with the idea of being immortal. Our bodies protect themselves by not feeling any pain, and healing fast for those eighteen years. We are just like every human being inside but our blood and our nerve system defines our species. Our blood has what humans like to call as fast metabolism, and the absence of pain, they gave it a name, as if it was a disease. But that is not the truth. Between the ages of seventeen and eighteen, one must go through the Rite of Shadows to fully transform. We call it the Rite of Shadows because until you are

Memories flooded back to her as she read about her father's struggles with being a vampire, his innermost thoughts and feelings about their kind and their place in the world. she began to realize that there was more to the journal than just her father's personal musings. There were mentions of a group of vampires who believed that their kind should rule over humans, and who were willing to do whatever it took to achieve their goals. Celess felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she read on. She had heard whispers of this group before - they called themselves the "Purebloods," and they were notorious for their extreme views and violent tactics. She turned to The Shadow, her voice trembling.

Without thinking I rushed forward, surprising him as I lowered my shoulder into his stomach and drove him off his feet, sending us both crashing into the next row of graves. I may have been older in vampire years than this underling but I was a bit weaker. We wrestled on the ground with each other, claws scraping and teeth biting. The vicious underling came close to killing me when he pulled back and rammed his fist toward my chest, aiming for my heart. But I was to fast for him and capitalized on his mistake by rolling away from him and coming to my feet, back handing him across the face and hitting him so hard that he flipped over backwards onto his stomach. Only thinking of my survival I

"Pure blood," a second voice whispered, and Allena looked to the side, his gaze finding a dark-haired vampire. Man, he remembered. The Vampire clan leader he and Boss taken over after former leader had sacrificed herself in tribute to Lucifer. She'd never actually met them, even before the war had broken out, but she was aware of the vampire's physical prowess as well as his considerable influence in the downward. Boss fangs dropped as a snarl ripped from his mouth. "Wolf!"

“My speed is gone too. We’re moving like humans at the moment.” Nomo stopped again, this time with a look of alarm. "No, Dhampir. You don’t realize. The power of the vampire is elemental. It is not a thing that can be learned; it is what we are. In order for my speed to be dampened in any way, this whole plane has to have a hostile reaction to our fundamental nature." SOFIA QUISPE'S POINT OF VIEW

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

"You must be our new student, Alex Wolfgang, I presume. You're quite the talk around here, I should say. Anyway, my name is Professor Lucas Drake, and I'll be with you in Supernaturalis." After introducing himself, he focuses back on the class. "Now, today we will be discussing our biology, starting with the most complicated: the Vampira. Born from the shadows of night, vampires have been greatly feared and respected. Vampires are known by their dangerously beautiful features. They use this to lure their prey, in other words, the humans. They contain large amounts of strength, speed, agility, and stamina."

Chaos was confused, he couldn't understand anything he was talking about. However, a sudden glimpse of information rushed into his mind, as the memories he was having a hard time assimilating helped him understand what these things were. Vampires were a race of supernatural Undead, the strongest of them all, they possessed endless lifespan and insane regeneration abilities, amazing talent with magic, superhuman strength, powerful magic eyes, and many other powers.

This process can be replicated artificially by magic. Sky: so guessing that I'm a fledgling?? Raven: say what??? Sky: like under the hierarchy Raven: I don't understand Sky: cause I was actually reading one time online and I saw some stuffs about Hierarchy with the Vampire class and I thought that it possibly applied to us as well Raven: okay, let's actually get to hear about it Sky: they actually have hierarchies and they are : Fledgeling