Vampire Eric True Blood の小説・ストーリー

“One, you do not come into my home and tell me what to do. Two, she wasn’t drained by a vampire.” My spine tightened. “The hell are you talking about. She was asleep in my cabin on the boat and the shapeshifting vampire snuck aboard and drained her. I saw the entire thing with own my eyes and I regret not being fast enough to kill it.” However, Eric kept walking and his shoes barely made a sound on the polished marble. It made me wonder if he was actually walking or floating. Finally he cleared his throat. “Why weren’t you able to kill it?” “It disappeared into thin air before I can.”

He gave Nathan a significant look as if to remind him of something. “So what? Crystal asked. “Should I be honored? Well, I’m not, and it will never work out between us.” “You don’t get a say in the matter,” Eric sneered, and he seductively licked a pool of blood from his bottom lip like a vampire. “I’m tough, and I always get the last laugh,” he said. “Besides, I love the way you taste, and I’m looking forward to the next time I’m able to press my lips against yours.” He straightened up and shot Nathan a determined look. “She will be mine!”

"But... you were dying. You were coughing up blood and collapsing andc—" "I'm fine, Lyra." His voice was calm, almost amused. I turned to Eric, shaking my head frantically. "I'm not mad. I swear I'm not making this up. He was really dying. He was coughing blood everywhere. I saw it." Eric smiled gently. "I believe you. But you're forgetting something important— Damon isn't a normal werewolf. He's a Lycan. His system is immune to most poisons. What would kill you or me in minutes is just a minor inconvenience to him."

Xander was getting his car inside, and he wanted to see Mom so we went inside the house together. As the two of us entered, we saw Mim facing a man in the living room. The man stood up quickly when Xander and I stabbed him. My eyes widened when I saw the man, Viktor! "Erica!" Viktor shouted at me. I could not move. My whole body stiffened, as if I had seen a ghost, and as if I had been drenched in cold water on my stand. My heartbeat quickened as if it were racing. Viktor quickly hugged me tightly and there my trance returned.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

Adrian answered with that serious tone of voice right there. "We will see later." Cameron muttered with that sly smile there. But a second later, the sly smile on his face began to disappear, and turned into a confused and scornful look at the same time. “Well, looks like you forgot someone in your squad, bro. Where is the pure blooded vampire hunter? Will she not witness the death of her fate and her soulmate on my both of hands?” Cameron asked in that mocking tone of his voice.

A voice suddenly interrupted "I guess that'll be me" The moment I turned to see Dimitri walking in, I knew things were about to get bloody but I smirked as I remembered that I'm a bloody vampire, I can't die as they would.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

Henry stands their silently glaring at me and fuming in anger. I try walking forward to explain myself. But their words were so harsh that I lost all my confidence to speak up! "It might be true tho! Vampires sometimes kill people and wear their clothes as a trophy! That's what I read in -" Erica slaps Steven and shuts him for good. He glares at her in tears of anger. "Go blame your coward ass for not being able to fight last night instead of blaming an innocent person who saved you while you were almost torn to pieces!"