Vampire Glyphs Blade Novels & Stories

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.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

At Alec’s questioning look I added, “My mother told me of the Scythe being stolen a thousand or so years ago from her coven.” "We will have to expect Alpha Kylen to use that to catch us off guard." Alec pointed out. Thane nodded. “Maybe we can get it from them somehow. You know what it looks like. Can you draw it?” “It looks like any scythe, but the blade is black and there are Celtic symbols down the handle. I’m not much of an artist, but I’ll give it a shot. I rose and walked to the printer, grabbing a sheet of paper, and returned to sit in Anders' lap as he passed me a pen. His arms tightened around my waist, distracting me as I drew the weapon to the best of my ability, drawing out the s

"lupus sanguis" The witch queen says dipping the blade into a jar of blood. "Vampires sanguis" She says slicing Thorne's palm. "Cinis mortuorum" She sprinkles ash on the blade. Thorne rips open my dress at the chest right through the middle of my bra. The witch slams the blade into my heart. The pain is blinding. She removes the dagger and starts carving into my torso. "Lupus relinquo" She carves again, I can't see what she is carving but the sound and pain is horrific. "Vampire relinquo" The feeling of the blade twisting on my skin is making me want to throw up.

* 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.

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

“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!