Novel & Cerita Vampire Diaries Vampire Spell

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

“Disgusting,” “Are you alright?” Gabriel asks. Marcel turns his eyes to the twins at the altar and shifts his gaze to Mary. The witch John brought to counter Dracula's spell. He stares at the two moons as they are halfway through their separation. He runs over to Mary, killing a vampire on his way. Mary's eyes flicker as she chants her spell, clueless to his presence. His breath brushes her neck and his fangs pierce through her skin. He sucks hard on her neck and blood waters his tongue.

Willow told her. "Damn, I guess Lily was right after all. That changes things." Dante mumbled beside her, shaking his head at her when she wanted to ask what he meant by that. "What else did Hecate say?" Miss J asked earnestly. "The spell used to release her spirit was an ancient demonic spell that no Witch knows about. I think if we can somehow find out what that spell was, we can find a way to reverse it." Willow's hands shook as she attempted to drink her tea, but Dante took the cup from her and instead grabbed her hands to help calm her down. She didn't feel frightened though. It felt as if she had an adrenaline shot sent through her entire body and its sending her into overdrive.

I held my hips and stared at dad who had a calculative gaze on him. "I don't know yet but something tells me an old witch is back from the dead." Dad tapped his chin thoughtfully and kept staring at the dead vampires, looking for clues or something that gave away the murderer. "And this dark mojo does look like sacrificial magic. Someone powerful channeled them to make herself stronger." Suzy tapped her chin thoughtfully and said with her eyes wide open like she just came to the realization. "You think Bastiana knows about this?" Mom butted in.

Roman commanded as he turned back to face West who bowed his head in reverence. “It doesn’t work that way, we would need a vampire, preferably, one with a sire line. This spell is very ancient and no one knows how potent it is at this time. If we succeed in getting a sire, this spell would sever his sire line and take away the vampirism in their bloodstreams.” West explained. “That sounds quite tedious. Nothing I can’t do, anyways.” Roman said, arrogantly. “Permit me to give a little counsel, your highness.” West requested.

Another figure leapt out of the darkness to where she was lying, picked her up and hoped away Earlier, Damien had gone hunting for blood. Damien didn't usually hunt for blood every night, a single person's blood was able to sustain him for a few days. However, ever since he crossed paths with Elsie, he has been strangely hungry for blood and never got his fill. He was deep in the forest, he picked up the scent of blood which meant someone was approaching. He got a feeling which wasn't the usual feeling the smell of blood gave him. Vampires, all vampires get crazy at the smell of blood when they needed their refill. They get drawn to it like a mouse does to cheese. But for Damien, his nose pe

I could see it in his eyes, in the way his talons extended, he wanted to mark me as his, but not on my watch. Gathering all the energy I had— I was glad that the Vampire territory was covered with such abundant vegetation. That gave me an unlimited amount of energy, since Ameris Necklace wasn't with me right now— and summoned up a very strong, high-level repelling spell, capable of pushing away the strongest of the strong. I watched Damien's eyes grow wide as he was flung across the room, slamming against the wall with a loud thud. The only reason my spell worked was because I was at my highest optimization.

She once again casted a spell that brought great lightning striking down to the earth at their rear, killing any vampire who dared step into the lightning zone. They now had ample time to retreat as the circle Dracula was trying to form was no longer complete. "Werewolves, let's fall back!", she screamed, pointing to their rear. Her spell won't last forever.

I wanted to see that place. It was just two hours into day break, everyone had gone to sleep. I hurried into the kitchen and drank a whole bottle of a special liquid Edmund and Hillary introduced to us. It was called vamscren and it allowed vampires to walk in the sun for a while without being affected by it. Somehow, vamscren made me feel a bit better about becoming a vampire as I didn’t have to always be limited by the sun. The vamscren was made from dragon tears and Edmund and Hillary, along with Dana, arranged with the manufacturers to always supply it to the castle, so we never ran out. After drinking, I got my cloak and flew out of the castle, to see my former town.