Novel & Cerita Vampire Elf

He leaned against the wall and looked at the emptiness. Werewolf? She’s too strong. He looked at the several pieces of the table. Vampire? He remembered what had happened three days ago, the girl ran very fast and her movements were quiet. Witch? He never saw Sierra used magic. It is unlikely that an elf, the elf is tall but their ears are elongated and pointed. It also does not run fast but they are agile and strategic. That falls into one creature. Summer looked at them. They seem to be thinking the same thing.

But the front reception desk is completely empty. I tap my fingers against the marble counter. A moment later, a tall figure walks briskly out of a back room, her face set in an expression of absolute, freezing indifference. An Elf Awakener. The Elf race is a massive faction in mythology, and the girl walking toward us is undeniably a Dark Elf. Her skin is a flawless, intoxicating shade of deep, silky obsidian. Her long hair is the color of midnight, and delicate, dark-silver cuffs trace the elegant, pointed tips of her ears.

She stared realizing dius was nowhere in the room when had he left? “are you alright?” the girl asked brown eyes warm as she looked on at her in concern “your not one of them?” she asked as she grabbed the woman’s shoulders hard when she stood letting her eyes roam the room to make sure no vampire was close “no I’m sorry I’m bethany i am the physician here” she said “what... physician?” she asked “yes I’m the doctor who watches over the humans being fed, and the half breeds who are turned familiars on their first night” bethany said

Elizabeth uttered as she violently lifted me from the ground by my hair, flinging me over the single bed. I landed with a hard thud on the stone floor at the other side of the bed, my heart beginning to race as I spoke bravely; “I know my place, it is with my master, Silas.” The Phantomhive vampire scowled at me from across the room, her blue eyes almost the shade of amber; is that what happens when she gets angry? Her eyes change colour. She stormed around the bed, attempting to rip me from the floor once more, but I was ready, I bowed low and kicked her in the shin; a snarl of anger and pain escaping through her lips. I lifted my aching form from the ground and jumped over the bed in a sin

When she found him arching an eyebrow, she added, “Stay with me all the time while I will be in the vampire world since I know nothing about this new place.” “Don’t worry,” he assured her. “Ness and I will be there, so will Phil and Pristine. As I said, the vampire world is kinda similar to the human world in case of buildings and roads, but it is always nighttime there.” “Wow,” she uttered. “How do you know the time then?” “We aren’t savages, we do have a clock,” he deadpanned. “Let’s head to the Bellmor jungle.” “Why?” she asked in confusion. “That jungle is near my home. Are you planning to expose me to my dad or wh—”

He asks again, his seriousness returning to his posture. “I came to see why you were trying to get into the Vampire Realm of course.” I respond, my weight moving to my left hip as I speak. The blue elf’s eyes follow the movement, a look of hunger appearing in his eyes before he smoothes it away and meets my eyes once again. I flash him a knowing smirk, tapping my fingers on my upper arm to show my growing impatience.

That Lycanthrope, or rather his shadow, because no matter what that beast was, it seems you couldn't see him, so fast he was, screamed and roared, getting closer and closer to the little wizards. “What’s this creature? What does it look like?” Elizabeth asked, with the wand ready and the hawk on her shoulder. “I never saw one. I’ve only heard such beasts screaming. Only adult elves could kill them. I heard they’re so fast that you can't see what they look like. But I read about it. It’s a wolf cursed to be cruel and blood-thirsty. Damned to kill any living thing. But…” “But what?” Jiao Long asked. “Only the oldest elf wizards know this curse. Such curse hadn’t been put on anybody for hundred

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

“The last time I saw him on the battlefield, he said big brother can’t find this place, that we’re truly saved from his demonic claws. He even called big brother all sorts of terrible names and nothing happened to him, no thunder or divine retribution or any signs of punishment. I think it’s high time we stop fooling ourselves, big brother was killed in that great war, that’s why we didn’t hear anything from him… let’s stop this meaningless worship and eat to our fill, modus is currently in the human world enjoying the chaos… it’s time to sprinkle greed into the hearts of the humans again, I can’t wait to start planting greed into those little men “a giant golden-skinned man said. He’s mammo

I was starting to think that he was bored out of his mind living in the city rather than his mansion in the middle of nowhere, where he could hunt night and day for his prey. Regardless of what he said about not drinking blood, I obviously didn't believe him. There were some rare breeds of vampires that didn't consume blood but they weren't exactly called vampires. They were known as…templars and as far as the book that I had read said that they were extremely rare and they didn't have the blood of elves. And just as all creatures who like to think of themselves as dominant species, the elves feared the templars because they didn't understand them. On the mental topic of vampires, I glanced