Vampire Glyphs Blade Novels & Stories

In his brawl with the rogue, three vampires launched themselves over him. Blaze growled louder as he flung one of the vampires off his back once he got a grip of him and swiped his claws at his neck, sending his head to roll off his shoulders. The other two vampires refused to budge. Blaze dug his claws into their backs. They screamed in pain but didn’t let go of him whatsoever. Blaze didn’t notice Jayden sneaking up to him. Before he could brace himself, Jayden shoved a knife laced with silver in his stomach and jerked it out before shoving it back in two more times.

And it will be impossible for them to destroy the true enemy - the Beast! John inspected his blades and stroked them, especially admiring the sterling silver engraving that showed up as soon as he held them in his hands. The Blades recognized their Master, their Creator. The engraving on one of the blades read: "Ta - revo" - "I am death." And on the other: "Ve'ol, E'khor!" - "Fear, Beast!" "My blades," Black whispered, still holding his blades in his hands. - How, it turns out, I missed you!

She gasped out in pain and soon I lost awareness of what I was doing. Camille's loud screams brought me back to reality and then I let go of her wrist which was pale white. She crawled away from me, gripping her wounded wrist. "What the hell, Blade!!!" "I'm sorry." I said, confused. "So what am I, Camille?" She rose up and washed her wrist under the tap and then injected herself with sowmthign before returning to the mat. "Am I a Vampire?" I asked, terrified. She laughed. "No, Blade. You're a wolf but not an ordinary one."

The vampires made a growling sound, releasing their razor-sharp fangs, and dashed towards him like a pair of snakes. He would not die by their hands. Besides, he was far stronger. Silver swiped his hand as fast as he could. A long and thin diagonal blade of water shot out of his hand. The trick was to make it dense and as thin as possible. The blade moved incredibly fast. The blade sliced vampires in half before they knew what hit them. Both of them dropped like a shack of meat, blood and insides spilling out of them. I… I just killed them.

* Lamia and Perseus woke up in the morning and came out of the little house Lamia's mind went to the girl that they saw the other day in the forest, the rude one that claimed to be a Vampire Lamia chuckled What's funny this early morning Gavin asked him No Uncle Gavin I just feel like to go swimming Lamia replied Yes my boy water gives life and you need it this early morning too Gavin said and went inside to go prepare breakfast Lamia went to the river side and jump in the water Oh he moans as the water suites his skin he went deeper into the water swimming happily when his leg touched a metal he didn't notice at first but his leg touched it again and he heard a metallic sound he touched the

As I moved after her, I watched Moira grab Valda and went to throw her out of her way like she was nothing. Valda was able to bring up a dagger and stab her with a blade made of twisted silver wrapped around wood. It could kill or wound any vampire or werewolf if it hits the right mark. It was a deadly weapon in the hands of an assassin. With the blade sticking out of the top of Moira's chest she screamed in agony before throwing Valda to the side. Valda hit her head against the stone wall before falling to the ground while groaning. Moira slowed down before looking at the blade to pull it out of herself. At the sight of where the blade was, her delicate white flash was turning to an ash-gra

His eyes pleaded with Eskal as the vampire drew a small blade from his breast pocket. “There’s no other choice.” Eskal shoved me to my knees before Alpha Lucas and ripped the sleeve of my gown. My eyes were wide as dinner plates as I watched Eskal draw the blade across my forearm. Blood instantly sprang from the wound. I cried out at the sharp pain of the blade across my skin. Eskal forced my seeping wound to his alpha’s lips.

“The mark should be there.” Blade. That was his name. Before I could react, Blade was in front of me, seizing my wrist in a bruising grip. I gasped, trying to yank my arm back, but he was stronger—much stronger. His eyes locked onto the inked symbol on my skin. The dagger piercing through a crown. The mark Enzo placed there. “She has it,” Blade confirmed, his gaze flicking back to mine. “She’s a part of the Salvatore Cartel.”

A low growl escaped my throat as I glared back at him. “Where is the supreme mother?” the coven leader asked, her voice was shaking in panic. Damn her, hope she will keep her wits about her long enough to plead my case. “There is no need to disturb the supreme mother about a thing like this.” He eyed me before reaching down and pulling out a blade from his scabbard. The edges of the blade were glistening and wet. Instinctively I took a step back when I smelt the liquid that was rubbed on his blade, Wolfsbane!

Even the blades of grass seem affected enough to stand at attention. The vampire is quick to toss me aside with heavy force and climb onto Glynn in one quick motion. His fingers pierce Glynn’s chest and shoulders. This is personal. He begins to try to find somewhere to bite Glynn when I use my weight to yank the vampire back off of him.