Novel & Cerita Vampire Hours

"You can't just love me and leave!" No answer. She struggled to sit up. The bedside clock glowed with the time. Six-ten. Oh, that was it. She collapsed onto her back. The sun was rising. Time for all good little vampires to go sleepy-bye. That certainly sounded nicer than the truth. For the next twelve hours, Malcolm was dead to the world.

As a spy and werewolf of the Emerald Forest Pack, Aurora was no stranger to the weight of duty, but tonight, her thoughts strayed from the mission that loomed ahead, ensnared instead by the enigmatic vampire who had claimed her heart. Vincent, liaison between the vampire community and the Order’s diverse factions, was a figure of quiet power and undeniable allure. His handsome features with his high cheekbones, dark eyes that gleamed like polished obsidian, and a presence that commanded attention, had captivated her from their first meeting two months ago during a rare cross-species mission. That encounter, fraught with tension and necessity, had sparked something forbidden, a connection tha

Raghav switched off the laptop and closed it. Meenakshi, "He went to meet Anvi and Vanshika again." Raghav "Meenakshi, I've read a thing, I don't know if it's true or not." Meenakshi "What?" Raghav, "If a vampire turns a hunter into a vampire, then that vampire dies within thirty days. That vampire can be saved if only he or she gets back their human life." Meenakshi "So you mean.... "

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"

The road ahead is going to be fairly bumpy for the both of us. Rattling off number after number, I finally approach her house once reaching fifty. All I can do is stare at the door before ringing the doorbell. Once it sounds, the ring is deafening in the silent night. One foot follows the other and before I can stop myself, I’m making small circles on her front porch, waiting for her to answer or waiting for her to ignore me altogether. Time seems pointless, because for people like me there’s an overabundance of it, but not tonight. I only have three hours before the sun rises. That’s three hours to convince her of the existence of my being. Of the existence of vampires.

Keeping her close was the sweetest of punishment. My head throbbed, the pain getting worse with each second. I glanced up at the clock in the corner and realized I hadn’t fed in the last 24 hours. No wonder it felt like my skull was about to crack itself open. I pushed myself away from the window with maximum effort, crossing my office to open the secret compartment behind my bookshelves. The storage vault slid open with a soft hiss and a vapor of cold mist. It was convenient that I couldn’t feel the icy chill as I reached in and pulled out a pouch of blood.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

The second whirls, fangs bared— I slam my dagger up under its jaw. It gurgles, collapsing. My hands shake. Blood soaks into my sleeves. Ezra looks at me. “You good?” I nod, swallowing hard. “Yeah.” We don’t get a chance to breathe. A dozen shapes drop from the shadows. Vampires pour into the hall—fast, graceful, deadly. Steel flashes. Claws rake stone. One grabs me from behind, nails digging into my shoulder— Ezra spins, decapitating it in a single brutal swing.

“Come to think of it, the only time that they have been attacking is at night or early morning before the sunrise. They probably don’t know about the Sunlight Serum, or don’t have access to it.” “Which means that they will be in their lair until sunset,” Kellen agreed. I looked him straight in the eye. “We have until sunset to find them. After that, they could be anywhere.” I looked up, and the sun was hanging low in the sky, causing the mountain peaks to glow red, reflecting my mood. Suddenly, some of the werewolf scouts came back. “Nothing.” Xander nodded and then turned to me. The vampire scouts that were sent to Fortification Hill came back, sliding to an abrupt stop, not even winded. “N

Their hunger for power was astronomical and their wicked methods didn't lack creativity. "No." I stated firmly. "The letter said vampires usually come to the village early in the morning to gather the labor force and return around 8pm when the work is done for that day. Or sometimes they do not return at all. We need to come at night." "Well, should we just wait here?" Unamused, Theo scanned the surroundings. Since we ditched our car, we spent the last three days on foot, sleeping in the cold and the wild. Not that we would mind that much. Though some of us craved a shower and a warm meal.