Novel & Cerita Vampire Goddesses

But there was more than that. "You don't understand, Abu. It was fate!" Stephan stated. "Fate?! What do you mean?" Zanea interrupted. Stephan looked at Kram and Kram nodded his head to him, allowing him to send the message. "There is a prophecy," Stephan paused for a while and Abu could see the fear in his eyes. He sharpened his gazes at him and asked, "What is the prophecy about?" Stephan took a deep breath and braced himself, "There once a prophecy that there would be an angel who will soon mate a vampire and will bear a vampire-angel hybrid, who will multiply their lineage and will create a massive war among all creatures and all will fight for life and death."

"Put her down." "I agree," K.D. Lange said. "I concur," Greek Goddess said. I gasped. "Wait. You say that I don't have any vampire instinct." The Asian woman laughed. "If you did you would not have used such a passé term. vampire? That's for myths and legends. We are Neratomay—The Undead. You would know that if you weren't thoroughly human."

He was something else. "This something else is an incubus, my queen." "Dammit! I failed!" "What is it, my queen? What had failed?" Well, this was new. An incubus, the mind reader, asked a question. "I'm a creature, my queen, I have boundaries. I don't create creatures like I-Do-Not-Know-Who." "Are you referring to human's God, doctor? or Moon Goddess for us werewolves?" "And What for vampires, my queen?"

What the hell! "Shut up," she whisper-yelled. She then lowered her gaze, her eyes were wide with fright... To say that this whole situation was hot was an understatement. Katerina Drackon, the vampire hunter who I found extremely attractive was disguised as a boy and beating up vampires at and illegal underground fight! That was beyond ATTRACTIVE. Good girl is actually not all that good. Immediately I felt my plan of getting her to hate me slowly slip away. And the thought of grabbing her and placing my lips on hers making an appearance.

Then a scream of pain. “Son of a bitch!!!” the little one screamed as the euphoria of the bite left her, and the pain of stopping it and killing the being that had given her the pleasure tripled her pain. He watched as she took off her black long-sleeve shirt, looking around until she found a precious vase. He stared. She wouldn’t... sure enough, she went over and began vomiting black goo into a Ming dynasty vase that had been priceless before that little thing was even born, and now she was vomiting into it. He watched her purge herself of the virus in an almost fascinating mix of horror and anger at her unabashed use of one of his priceless things, then just as quickly, she pulled out a li

She stood behind them, holding her hand on the dagger. Left alone, Deja threw off her cloak, looking at the statue. Slowly she knelt down so that her hooded face was higher than her head. "Goddess," Deya said softly. She fell silent. She had no idea if the alien deity would hear her. Few of the Anmar worshiped the moon goddess. Though she had a temple in Taaldor, almost no one visited it. Deya has never been there, and even more so she never prayed to this goddess. But she was the patroness of werewolves, and they took her seriously.

Even though I'm close to Drake, he doesn't know anything about their past, while Alice has always been upset with me for reasons I can’t seem to comprehend. But the point is that despite being adopted, they were believed to have celebrated their twenty-first birthday lavishly. Even though vampires can't have children like humans, our history book claims that our divinity gave the queen the ability to have a child who would be the heir to the kingdom. And that child is me now, and I’m hoping that as a child given by the white deity, I’ll be able to celebrate mine too. I am not after the grand celebration though because I am not a materialistic person. What I want is for my twenty-first birthd

“All she has to do is fuse a vampire spirit into a wolf’s body and just like that, you have a hybrid.” That sends a chill through the room. “Hecate went into hiding,” Mother adds, “just like most of the gods and goddesses who survived the war. When peace finally returns, we’ll appoint a new Vampire God.” A pause follows, then Raven speaks, her curiosity unmistakable. “Who is Sadie and Lola’s father?” Mother exhales slowly, as if bracing herself.

"Goddess, why does our love carry such a heavy price? Why would the creation of life between us be destined for tragedy? Is there a reason behind this seemingly cruel fate?" The goddess regarded Hera with a gaze that held both compassion and ancient wisdom. "Princess Hera, Alpha Davien, the roots of this fate delve into the history of the supernatural realms. Your love, while extraordinary, challenges the established order—a union between vampire and wolf, two beings whose existence has long been dictated by separate paths." She continued, "The threads of fate are delicate, influenced by the eons of history that have shaped the very fabric of our worlds. Your love, though pure and powerful,

They settled on the floor with her head on his shoulder; this time, with no headrest. "I think I've read up to half of it," she told him, skimming through the pages. The book was quite thick. "The vampire lord and his immortal empress," he read out the subtitle, "I thought they were both immortals?" "Yes but he was a vampire and though vampires can live forever, they can be killed but she, she was blessed by the moon goddess and so, she couldn't be killed. Whenever she is killed, she just wheezes back to life," she explained.