Vampire Dust Oblivion Novels & Stories

"No. This is the elders' mountain. We are going back to the city, just a few minutes away from our mansion." Seven hours later, after arriving at the pack and the formal introduction, and a heartfelt lunch, they were now in the lobby of the Moonlight pack office of the Warrior. Two Moonlight Warrior soldiers dragged a handcuffed rogue werewolf in a human form with floppy neon hair between them. A third soldier walked in front of them, carrying an oversized bag marked ‘evidence’. Beyond the clear plastic front, simmering particles of rainbow-coloured dust swirled in tiny cyclones. magical witch's dust. It was a drug that made supernaturals lose control and hallucinate. And these weren’t hallu

"I went to Aveline. This is what safe looks like right now, apparently." "Darius," "We found something." Aveline stepped forward, cutting between us with the practiced efficiency of someone who had been navigating my stubbornness for years. "Something that ends this. All of it. The infestation, the demons, the First's hold on you." She paused. "There's an Obsidian Orb in the vampire crest stronghold. It's the counterforce to the Fang. It purges old power. We get it, we use it, this is over." Reed made a low sound. "The vampire crest stronghold."

For someone who has been sucked out of blood by five teenage vampires, she sure is tough enough to manage to still live. After a few moments later, he felt immobilized. Her blood's addicting scent attacked Clayton's senses. Holding her this close made him immediately addicted by her whiff. How could he miss this scent even with his super sensitive sense of smelling awhile ago? It's like a sweet but intense scent that he never encountered throughout his years of existence. He could not get himself out of the trance the lady's scent put him into. Despite the control hunters like him possessed. Despite his disgust with messy, splattered blood.

Phil glared at Pristine and said, “Apparently, Pristine’s research was wrong. Becca doesn’t have the vampire potion and the potion is actually in the vampire world.” “But my theorie—” Pristine was roughly cut off by Phil. “How can the vampire potion be in the human world, Pristine? For God’s sake, admit that you made such a big mistake.” “But if Becca doesn’t have the potion, what about the poison in h—” Alexander stopped midway when he felt someone stomped on his foot with a high sharp-pointed heel. He snapped his head towards his right, where Vanessa was standing. “Just stay quiet,” Vanessa hissed as Phil scolded Pristine for quite some time.

It was as if Damien had raised them all from the dead and made them his own shadow soldiers. Ansel couldn't hide his fear. "Let go of me, you useless trash!" Stabbb!~ ... A long claw pierced Ansel's heart from behind, making Ansel cough and spit out fresh blood from his mouth. Stabbb!~ ... Stabbb!~ ... Stabbb!~ ... Claws, swords, daggers ... All the weapons used by Damien's shadow army which consisted of corpses of top-tier vampires pierced through Ansel's body mercilessly.

In oblivion, your glory is. “Vox vana, verbum sine pondere, maledictio vestra est nihil. Corruptio in vento perit, vita in aeternum manet. Dii et mortales, omnes vident lumen. Peris in vanitate, et oblivio tua est silentium.” ( Empty voice, word without weight, your curse is nothing. Corruption perishes in the wind, life remains eternal. Gods and mortals, all see the light. You perish in futility, and your oblivion is silence.)

Mark told him. “He is also not an angel, fey or elf. That left vampire or warlock.” Grandfather Eivor said. Savannah tried to describe him to them, but her memory was hazy thanks to that damn sedative. Dorian did his voodoo mind reading shit to her which shocked both her and Daniel. It was weird to be part of it and it made me somewhat nauseous. “He is a hybrid vampire/warlock. His name is Vegas, well that is the name he goes by. He also happens to be Ulriks half-brother.” Dorian explained.

I tell him, I start feeling hot, but not like in a sick way and I watch the Gods quirk up while the Goddesses widen their eyes. "I told you!" Hera says to Poseidon, "Too many dragon drops," "And it'll make her aroused?" He asked her as I shuffle on my feet "It would enhance a feeling she doesn't feel often or ever," Aphrodite tells him and I rock from my heels to my toes "Alright, see you guys later," Death picks me up putting me back over his shoulder "Be gentle," Demeter said Death snorts and snaps and we were back in his room. A whine leaves my lips as he puts me in his bed and I roll onto my stomach putting my hands under my thighs

I text and wait for his reply, but his reply comes fast. "Hey, beautiful, what can I do for you?" He replies, and I roll my eyes. “I need you to get me some stardust before next Saturday.” I reply. Stardust is a powder that can harm vampires, but when a werewolf consumes it, it just makes them high and hallucinate, which would work perfectly for my plan. My phone beeps, and I smile. “That can be arranged, but what would I get in return?" He replies. “What do you want in return?" I ask.