Vampire Hunter D Light Novel Novels & Stories

I look of the students of Vampire High. "She's a Gredator and will be killed--" "Not all Gredators hurt." Lit interrupted what Vixie had to say. "How can you say she's not hurting?" Vixie asked. Lit grinned and looked at me. "Since she stepped into Vampire High, we all know she's a Gredator. If she's a bad Gredator ... she already have a chance to kill us but she didn't do it.." Lit said as she turned to look at me. I stopped at what she said. I mean ... They knew I was a Gredator earlier than I was? How? Did Fin know they all knew I was a Gredator?

Anvi was lying on her bed. She was not feeling well. Like Vanshika, she too got a fever. She got up from the bed and opened her cupboard. She took out a book which was on hunters. She closed the cupboard. Anvi sat on her bed and opened the book. She read a few pages, then read something she hadn't read before. Anvi read, "If a vampire turns a hunter into a vampire, then that vampire will die within thirty days."

When the light faded, the hunters were unconscious, their weapons melted into slag. "Nice trick!" I called to him. "She has more where that came from!" Ronan threw another orb, this one creating a barrier of shimmering energy that blocked a volley of silver bullets. I focused on my target. Maya and Sarah, still trapped in the execution chamber under Vale's guard. I had to reach them. A hunter blocked my path, firing a UV light directly at my face. Pain seared through my retinas. I hissed and dove to the side, rolling behind a steel pillar. UV lights were one of the few things that could genuinely hurt an old vampire.

Master Vampire’s House (Southern Svetyland) •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• In the dimly lit room, the flickering candlelight cast elongated shadows across the chamber. Darius lay sprawled on his king-sized bed, his strawberry-blonde hair tousled as he savored the warmth of freshly drawn blood from a golden chalice. Beside him, a half-naked red-haired female trailed her lips across his chiseled torso, her hands eagerly exploring every inch of his cool, pale skin.

She whipped her head around the direction of the wind when a large growl beamed near her as a large white and grey coloured wolf engulfed her head, tearing it apart and snatching her soul from its temporary host. "Mother! " Lucia screamed as she woke up abruptly from a profound dream. She was profusely sweating and panting. She held her head as a sharp pain passed her head. She trotted towards her study table grabbing her memoir, shuffling through the pages to find a paper that was half burnt and damaged over time.

The burning blade sliced his head clean off no blood at all. “Damn that was a good fucking throw, Mina.” I said, still shooting and killing Vampmons. Hunter let out a loud roar and went straight in the group of Vampmons that were attacking Ocean and Tavie. Tackling one and ripping his head off in one bite and using his claws to rip through the chest of the other. He killed all four Vampmons without ever putting his front paws on the ground. Mina was hanging on for dear life. “Hey man what the hell was that? You gotta warn a motha fucka before you go on a killing spree. And why the hell you have me doing all that shit if you could have killed half these motha fuckas without me doing shit?” I

Hunter tried to assure me. “Besides…” He leaned back into the cushion. “Wasn't the cause of death a Vampire, we will erase them with stupid ease before any more attack is carried out in these walls. I have a squad that answers to me and now indirectly, answers to you who are specialized in the art of darkling combat.” Hunter announced proudly. He seemed so confident, it became infectious. I began to think if I was the only one overthinking it. Maybe it was the creeping fog the previous night that still caused me an unpleasant feeling, or the horrible nightmare I initially had.

“These are just tools Hunter used to connect to the Moon Mother or whatever, they're powerless now that the ritual has run its course.” “Never thought I'd be getting a lecture on moon worship from a vampire,” Darian said in a dry tone. Bella gave him a look as she separated Hunter's tools from the trash. “Yeah, well, I never thought I'd be living in a house full of werewolves, so we're even.” “I didn't think I'd be seeing you again so soon,” Victor said to Darian. “Or at all.” “Aw, come on, brother. You didn't think I'd leave the Lodge at your mercy, did you?” Darian asked, giving Victor's back a passive-aggressive hit.

He glanced up at the darkened sky praying that help, any kind of help would be sent to them, even if just this once. He saw Malachi being strangled by the beast and in as much as the other high chiefs and howlers were fighting the beast, he could tell that it would be killing Malachi any time soon no matter how much the man struggled or the number of attacks their people landed on it. However, just at that moment, he saw something like a lightening bolt smack into the beast and it was forced to let go of Malachi and stumbled two steps back. The lightening bolt came and slammed into the beast once more, pushing it two steps back again. The animal let out a loud growl in annoyance that the ear

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.