Vampire Dust Oblivion Novels & Stories

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.

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.

His eyes shone with pride and evil. The blood in my veins started to boil with anger. He was the one to take my Delilah away from him. Rage crept under my skin and holding his gaze, I dug my claws into the neck of his minion and used my fangs to unroot his head and threw it away from his body. Deborah was flying over the castle on her broom, trying to pinpoint Asteria's location. Our little army was taking down vampires one by one but in no time, the more flooded the battlefield.

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?

His voice trailed off. "But despite that," Stuff spoke up, "in order to invoke it and to make everything go as planned, something had to be given in return." "What thing?" Elijah asked. "Two... Lives," he replied. Elijah looked at the brown-haired man as he pieced together everything he was hearing. As he saw the sadness and anger in his voice, even if the Sheriff took it as something normal, Elijah didn't see it that way. He deduced that the same eagle had done such terrible things before, and that he and Rebekah probably should know who that creature was. He turned his gaze to Rebekah, who held what he had held before, the small gold bracelet he knew was his mother's; he couldn't help his

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

His target entered the abandoned building walked inside while occasionally looking outside like she was expected someone is going to this place. Enter the room where Azrael is the target. All of a sudden Azrael shot the target in the leg causing the target to fall. Azrael went down to his hiding place to finish the target with his blade but the target still held her pistol while she was lying on the ground. When Azrael was close to the target, she suddenly turned around and shot Azrael. Azrael dodged the first shot but was hit in the shoulder in the second shot. Because of this, Azrael just knelt down while holding his shoulder so that his blood would not leak. “You are Azrael Cross. What di

I said I knew every part of the mine, every pipe and every vent. I pulled a lever on the floor. A big blast of gas and steam shot out from under Varkas. It sent him flying into the air. But the steam was not just hot it also had dust in it. To a wolf who was corrupted by the Void silver dust was like acid. Varkas screamed as the dust started to burn his skin. He fell back into the pit and his own people started to attack him. Kaelen shouted that the pylons were down. Ryker said the children were safe.

His presence presses against my instincts, a compulsion that is designed to bend, to dominate, to remind lesser beings of their place. It is not brute force. That would be crude. This is refinement honed by centuries, an unspoken command woven into the air itself. The kind that seeps into bone and breath alike. This is not something vampires resist. But I do. What they do not know, what most assume incorrectly, is that I am merely a Sanguinari hybrid. They forget that I am a Matesson, the spawn of an original. And I am a Graham, of human blueblood.