Vampire Elf Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

There were slight hesitations in their voices, and they gummed their backs to the entrance door in fear of me. I ignored them while Colbert answered them. They were young vampires who still had atoms of emotions. Vampires like me are emotionless, and I love it that way. It brings me much respect and makes no one mess with me. My elder brother Colbert often displays certain human emotions, and it irritates me. The only emotion I am capable of showing is wrath.

Anna said kindly. ”The oldest in a vampire tribe are considered the Eldest. Then the three oldest afterward are considered Elders. Nyx gifts the Eldest and Elders with abilities that keep them, and their tribes protected. Each gift helps the Elders fulfill their daily duties,” Bernard explains. “But sometimes the Goddess can gift a vampire a special ability without them being an Elder. Like Anastasia for instance.” I sat frozen, staring at him in disbelief. He paused for a moment so I could gather my thoughts.

Vanadine watched as the mist wrapped itself around the elf and started to change. It took on depth to begin with, the mist thickening to become a fog and then something more substantial. Waves of need hit him and he knew instantly this was a succubus. He dragged Carine away as Lilibet drained the life force from the old elf, his final gurgle a wet exhale of breath.

My lungs burn as I push harder, faster, but my legs feel like lead. I have to look. I have to see what's hunting me. Heart racing, I spin around—only to freeze in terror. Red eyes glint in the darkness, fangs bared and ready to strike. A vampire, pale and beautiful and deadly, its mouth curved in a predatory smile. I blink, and the shape shifts again. Now before me stands a tall figure with long, pointed ears and ethereal features that seem to shimmer in the moonlight. An elf? But not quite. Something older, more dangerous.

came a question from the elf thus breaking the antagonizing silence between them. One thing that elves always watched out for was the vampire race as this race was their mortal enemy. The vampires preyed on them for their blood. The blood of an elf could make lots of wonders and one of them is to prolong the life span of a vampire aside from healing them from any injuries. Since the elves were immortal beings, their blood was much more valuable than anything in Hetonaia. However, not all elves possessed the valuable traits as only elves with golden eyes held much greater prowess but, sadly, golden-eyed elves were hard to find because humans also hunt them. Luveas said nothing. After a while

Kaelynn asked, her voice trembling with fear; it pains me to see her like this. "He is not yet a full vampire, nor is he pure blood. He's a dhampir," Daryl said, and Kaelynn looked relieved, and I saw her grip her hand tighter. "Make your choice, Kaelynn. We won't kill you, it just depends on you if you can last longer here," Daryl said, and Kaelyn stood up and wiped her tears. "I know I'm just your maid here, but as your maid, I request that you let me handle all cleaning and other housekeeping chores here so that those women you killed can have peace and rest," she said before breaking down in tears and kneeling.

, Aaron asks, while munching on his goldfish. “I know a decent amount of things.”, I state. “What do you know about elves?” “There are six groups of elves: Moon, Elemental, Half, Nature, Avariel, and Dark elves. I know dark elves for their excellent skills at potions, dark magic, stealth, and fighting abilities; their ears are almost like vampires, but it’s to a slit. Avariel elves are winged elves. They have the same abilities as all other elves because of their mixed breeding; their ears also point straight out as well. Nature elves are known for their excellent hunting skills, potions, light magic, and their ability to communicate with animals. Half-elves are excellent at potions and it d

"But in reality, he was using the studio that I am paying for to hold meetings, gamble more, and sell elf powder." Xavier was in shock; elf powder was a supernatural drug that one can easily be addicted to. It is known to be sold by vampyres and elves. Both the vampyres and elves were dangerous, tricky and territorial creatures. They only see humans as playthings, not as friends. "He ran into trouble with his friends, I believe." As Xavier gaze fell on her, he could see the sadness and uncertainty on her face. Her full pink lips were so inviting, looking so soft, all he wanted to do was have a taste to see if it was as soft as it looked.

He was just staring at her. Just then, the beta, gamma, and their mate walked in, "Has the demon girl finally returned? So you already got the guts to leave this house?" The beta huffed with those scary looks. "Please listen to me: Elf is a demon, and not just any demon; she also controls the vampire. You must believe me or face the consequences later!" I shouted at the top of my voice, This got them all enraged and furious. The beta, gamma, and Elf all fumed with pure anger, clenching their fists.