Vampire Hierarchy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Not playful. Because I knew the truth even as I asked it. If he had told me to kneel, I would have. If he had told me to stay, I would have. If he had told me to bare my throat, I think I might have. That was not normal. That was not hunger or bond or blood intoxication. That was power. I had felt compulsion before. Vampire hierarchy was built on it. Ancient blood could bend younger wills if pushed hard enough. But this was different. This did not feel like pressure or dominance.

"I think you'll like this better than a heavy chain." Noah said with a smile, slipping it around my wrist. "I like it a lot." I replied as such, even though it was used for the same purpose as the chains, to confine me. "All vampires have an item that symbolizes their status. With it, even if I am not at the manor, no vampire will dare to hit on you unless he wants to be burned to ashes by the holy fire." Noah’s expression got serious. Vampires had a strict hierarchy, and if a lower-level vampire tried to take something from a higher-level vampire,

Keenly, I went after Abigail, my best friend's girlfriend, as she tottled down the hallway by herself, her blue Nike tracksuit was smeared and reeked of fresh blood. I gripped my bag tightly and probably didn't have the time to breathe. For some reason, she smelled so good, like bacon after a long hike. She staggered like an injured deer. She was the prey, I was the predator. ~~~~~~ Just like grades in the high school system, Vampires are hierarchical, from the most powerful and unstoppable down to the less powerful and easily tamed. The first in the order of hierarchy are the; BLACK–eyed Vamps, the darkest. Followed is the RED–eyed Vamps, the most raging, then BLUE–eyed Vamps, the peaceful.

He told me everything. Not kindly. Not gently. Kenny didn't do gentle—I already knew that. He told me the way he did everything, with the calm authority of a man delivering information he expected to be received without hysteria. Werewolves. Vampires. A supernatural hierarchy running underneath New York like a second city. Power structures and territories and ancient agreements that had been in place longer than the buildings above them. And the attention system. That part took the longest to explain because it was the most impossible and the most true.

Nicole asks, smiling. "Blood Moon pack," I say proudly. "You're the alpha! I've heard a lot about you. You're a great alpha," I blush at her comment. Of course, everyone knows about my pack, it's the ruling one so far, but some people must already know about this pack's existence. It worries me a bit because vampires could come to eliminate them. I've defeated very powerful vampires, but there is always more hiding. I catch a scent that makes my whole body shudder.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

You must be kidding,"In faux horror, she shouted, clapping a hand to her breast. She could feel her heartbeat double beneath her palm. He disregarded her irony. Before we enter, there is something you should be aware of. He took her hand in his, the broad pad of his thumb caressing her sensitive palm as if to soothe the severity of his words, "Vampires pleasure in sticking to a highly tight hierarchy when among their own kind, despite their enjoyment of wreaking chaos on mortals. "I won't just be your lover tonight if we're going to make them think you gave your soul to me voluntarily. You'll report to me.

The doctor just gave him a knowing smile and proceeded out the door. Dayanne, as he heard from the convenience manager awhile ago, is already breathing steadily when he went closer and sat beside her bed. Her brown locks scattered around her pillow. The wounds are already covered with gauges but her blood's scent still lingers. He could not explain the extreme attraction of her scent on him. But he's starting to feel possessive of her. He tried to consult their elders. They all agreed that she must be a part royal. Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality.

Right now, all I could think about is my anger towards my Father and how I needed to protect my mother at all costs. Closing the gap between us, the man reached his hand forward. Carefully I placed my hand into his and immediately felt a buzzing sensation wash throughout my body. “Don’t worry. It is just the contract. Nothing to be frightened about.” He must have noticed my unease of the feeling to mention it. “Ready?” He asks as though he has all the time in the world to wait on me to be ready. Hesitantly I nod my head. His smile turns wicked as his grip tightens on my hand, and I instantly feel myself become overwhelmed with the buzzing feeling. “I Lawler Brandt King of the Northern Vampir

As she fought and clawed at him, Lavinia took the opportunity to lean into the taller girl beside her. "What is this? Where are those girls going?" The taller girl glanced between Lavinia and the crying girl. "Astor is choosing his next batch of meals." "Astor…" That name was familiar to Lavinia. Everyone knew the Astor Family, a Vampire Clan that had control of an entire supply chain of blood. Every vulnerable citizen knew the process. Astor Industries grew and manufactured blood to sell to other vampires, eliminating the need to hunt. But blood does not grow without life. Rumors swirled around that family that they ran farms, raising humans for the slaughter, and selling their blood