Vampire Eric True Blood の小説・ストーリー

Erick had it in ample. “You know, I’m starting to hate myself for giving you your engagement ring.” I met the piercing blue of his eyes. “What’re you thinking?” I frowned. “How can you not be hearing me? We both drank the ceremonial blood mixture thingy yesterday, didn’t we?” I was confused. Didn’t drinking a vampire’s blood allow them to read minds because of the established connection? Erick jumped up so fast, it was enough to give me a whiplash. He was tugging me towards him a second later.

"Three years ago when we were 14, Eric became the newest renowned ladies' man within the school. Somehow, every female suddenly began really interested in him and he took full advantage of that. One day, he finally experimented on taking blood for pleasure and found the experience exhilarating. But then, the next day, the upper class man – a Moroi no less – remembered nothing of what had happened to her." "What did he do?" "He went to bed with a senior and made a meal of her without her consent. Eric felt some kind of a rush from being 'superior' – as he called it – and couldn't wait to try again. Within half a year, nearly half of the senior year girls woke up not remembering anything that

" Eric asked "I do," I replied, and I held my hand out, and Eric made a small cut to my palm. He held the glass out, and my blood dripped into the glass. Tammie and Eric both sliced their hands and let some blood drip into the glass as well. "Drinking the liquid in this cup will complete your transition to the Werewolf King and Werewolf Queen," Eric said, and he handed the cup to Ethan. Ethan took a sip out of the glass and closed his eyes. I could feel a powerful aura around him. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

“What’s in that?” Emma’s good mood vanished as she turned solemn, “Blood.” She gulped looking queasy, “it’s for Damion if he is uninterested in the girls they bring him.” Yuck. Vampires were monsters and Damion just proved my view on them. “Can you help me move my stuff?” I shivered thinking of sleeping in the same room as Eric. Emma looked apologetic, “I heard. I’m sorry Val lucky for you Eric usually leaves at night.”

Little did he know that fate had intertwined his life with Emily's in ways he could never have anticipated. When Eric encountered Emily, an undeniable spark of recognition ignited within him. He felt an inexplicable draw to her, sensing a connection that transcended their individual circumstances. Unaware of Tyler's involvement with Emily, Eric's heart swelled with a newfound purpose—to protect her from his father's clutches and grant her the freedom she deserved. As the young werewolf confronted his father, Gerald's wrath and determination to maintain control only intensified. Eric pleaded with Gerald to spare Emily from the proposed forced mating, arguing that true love and happiness could

The night had promised more, but for now, all he could do was watch her sleep and wonder what tomorrow would bring when she woke up in his home, still caught between the mess she'd left behind and the pull she clearly felt toward him. As Vanessa fell into a deep slumber, Sawyer kissed her before taking his phone into his room. He lit a cigarette, puffing while he looked around. As he continued puffing, a shadow dropped from nowhere. It was a different version of Eric. He looked fierce, commanding a scary aura and now visible slash on his handsome face. One would think he was an entire different person from the driver who had a coat and a deep bow not too long ago. Sawyer took the last puff b

“I thought we could try The Vampire Diaries. It was a series. We could binge watch it.” “Ohh, what about Tru Blood instead? That character, Eric Northman, reminds me a lot of Vasile Northway. They even have similar names.” I snort but begin searching for the series. “Now that you’ve met a vampire, you can tell me how similar they are,” I tell her.

To teach Jasmine a lesson, Eric placed his lips on Jasmine's lips and bit her lower lip suspiciously. He sucked her lips and started kissing her rudely. Till the blood from Jasmine's lips entered Eric's mouth, Eric did not leave her. When Eric moved his face away from Jasmine, he saw the blood coming out of Jasmine's lips, then he again placed his lips on Jasmine's lips and he started sucking her blood like a vampire. He will suck all the blood from his body. Jasmine dug her nails into Eric's neck with all the strength of her hands. Until then Eric did not leave her. When Eric moved away from her, Jasmine started taking deep breaths while wiping her lips.

Chris looked at Riven's worried eyes with a bit of discomfort, but still handed Brawen to Riven, even though his temperature was still higher than his. If Chris hadn't beaten Brawen like this, he certainly wouldn't have been able to overtake Riven as he is now. Riven was so worried that he lost his temper, he almost wanted to contact his private plane but fortunately was able to calm down. Anyway, he was still standing in the same place with the prince Heidi, perhaps he had been saved a long time ago. Suddenly, Eirc had a rather bold thought: Brawen's blood could kill vampires, and it was fragrant enough to drive vampires crazy.

I open my eyes fully and glare at him before saying, “You have a lot of nerve doing this. Why are the vampires attacking us and why are you working for them?” He leans closer and then replies, “Who says I am working for them?” and then he punches me in the face so hard that I black out again. This time when I wake up, I don’t open my eyes because I hear another strange voice speaking to him, or shall I say commanding him. “Don’t screw up. You did good with her, but Eric will prove to be much more of a problem because he has been alerted already. Now go. I will take her and dispose of her.”