Novel & Cerita Vampire Elf

Faran stood at the entryway of my tent with eager eyes, the elves were taller than me, compared to them I was the same as a human, but they’d accepted me with open arms, sometimes I wondered if their faith in me was misguided. “There are some hiding in the forest, they’re hiding amongst corpses, when night falls they’ll be comping, we need all archers armed and prepared, Elves wielding swords or arrows will be by their side, everyone groups up into three, you cover your partner, the vampires in the forest are newborns so it wouldn’t take too long but I have a feeling somethings wrong.” “How so?” “They aren’t attacking the mush areas anymore, it’s like they’ve just vanished, and they’ve set t

The Vampiric species loved using the title Count but now of days the title was only used at formal occasions, let alone a Vampiric would never use a simple arrow to send a message they were more the type to cut off someone's head and mail it to the person they were trying to get the message across to. With the Fae and Vampiric species out of the way, that only left one species that this person could be. Elves loved to flaunt their titles and their title were like a prize. Let alone the elven race was known for the superb ability in archery and their high-and-almighty attitudes. The elves were also able to disguise their scents and leave untraceable marks that not even the highest of witches

Her dress was made of silk and adorned with more spring flowers that held it together to make a strap on one shoulder. “I have other friends hiding at the back of Iroka. Maybe you want to meet them. Three males. One is a vampire, one is a wolf, and the other one is an elf. Be careful with the elf though. He does not bite but he will insult you.” I grinned as I just revealed where they were hiding like the good person that I am.

“But please, I beg of you, let Camille be. She is all I have.” Before Lord Edgar could respond, a woman entered the chambers. Her movements were graceful, almost ethereal, as she glided across the room. Her beauty was striking—dark, flowing hair that reached her butt flowed behind her, onyx eyes that shimmered eerily. Her visage was impassive, and she walked towards her husband. She was Lady Elaine, the wife to Lord Edgar and mother to Elbert. Not only was she an original vampire from England, but she was also the most powerful witch in Svetyland, feared by all who knew her.

He said and with a blink of an eye he shot a substance, which looks like black shards into Derek's chest near his heart. And once again every one gasped. "Balian's assemble!." He shouted . Immediately. More like ' Avengers assemble ' I shifted my gaze to Derek who was now in so much pain. I broke down. I wondered why, I'm to be like the other people in the hall, with their faces showing zero emotions. But still their next in line they should be crying. Anyways always heard that vampires are heartless. Wonder if that is true.

Gigi instantly followed suit, doing the same thing. I barely processed what had happened when a scream left my lips at the monster that emerged. Her form was that of a wolf that had begun decaying, skin eaten away by bacteria, exposing the bones and organs inside her on her chest and legs. Her eyes switched to night vision and glowed a terrifying red. It was as if a zombie had climbed its way to earth in order to feed on all our pups.

I assured then she continued "For an Elf it wasn't easy, when I was in her womb.. I drained her of her blood, my dad said she looked like a skeleton... when my father realized that I was hungry for blood and needed to feed he started giving my mother human blood to drink because animal blood won't quench the thirst of a newborn vampire... it took only three months for me to fully develop in my mother's womb and when I was supposed to be born... I broke her, like all the bones she had... she screamed in pain for the doctors to get me out, so they tore me out but my father wasn't fast enough to turn her to a vampire hence she died" "Can you use your elf side?" I asked curiously

She loves to play chase, it didn’t matter if I was chasing her or she was chasing me. Where werewolves are strong, elves are fast. We’re not quite as fast as vampires, but we’re more of a mix of the two. Elves have strength and speed, but less than either the werewolves or vampires. However, I never let Hera know that I could easily outrun her. I’d give her a good chase, the wolf in her always loved that, but in the end, I’d either let her catch me or I’d let her get away, depending on who was chasing whom.

She's seen this before, I realize, and then I wonder which it had been; her home burning or the reactions of the elves who had been fed up. I grip Saelyna's hand instinctively, and the iden surges again, stronger than ever. Even Veesa is nothing more than a talking wolf, no less than these creatures with their annoying fangs and claws and flying spears. I snatch one out of thin air, as it sails toward us. For a second it is a matchstick in my grip, the next, I fashion it into a flying staff of flame, and send it right back, through the stunned Abomination that had hurled it. 'We are elves, Veesa,' I say distantly, like I'm reading a book, 'It is what we do'.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.