Vampire Hunter D Light Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Eleanor's P.O.V I smiled as I held the newspaper in my hand and looked at the large title written in bold on the front page. 'YET ANOTHER KNIFE VICTIM' It was connected to a person's lifeless body. No, it wasn't a person. It was a vampire. A fucking bloodthirsty monster. He laid there lifeless on the floor with a body so unrecognisable that it would make people shudder at the murderer's viciousness. I'm curious who could be so ruthless.

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

My eyes strain and catch sight of a still shadow laying on the ground in the distance, I know it is my love is lying in the dark pathway lifeless, her soul has already gone on to God and left me behind. Just as I believe I am escaping; she is in front of me grabbing me. “Oh! My love, never run from a vampire!” She laughs “Oh I love it when they run, makes everything more enjoyable” She licks my neck. She starts kissing and sucking while stroking my length. I feel so ashamed and wish for death. "Come for me Hunter" she purrs as I wait for her to kill me, suddenly, she stops and she is ripped off me. I hear a loud thud, she groans as I imagine she is thrown into something, possibly a wall. “Hu

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

On the left-hand page of this enchanting tome, Astrid's eyes fell upon the captivating portrait of none other than the enigmatic Vampire King, Dexter Aquilo Gunner. His allure was beyond compare, akin to a masterpiece that had been granted the very breath of life. Dexter's vampiric features added a tantalizing edge to his persona; his porcelain skin appeared to shimmer and gleam under the gentle caress of the moon's ethereal glow. His sleek, snowy-white hair, meticulously arranged into a fashionable fringe, cascaded gracefully, partially veiling his inscrutable brow. It was as though the moonlight itself had conspired to frame him in an aura of mystique.

The Vampire screamed out in agony, "Answer me!" "Go to Hell!" The Vampire screeched back, "She is our light in the dark... Our savior who will bring the beacon of hope upon her return..." The Vampire smirked at her as she thrusted her claws into Aiden's chest. He grunted, stumbling off of her and into a tree, collapsing beside it. The Vampire jumped to her feet, her once beautiful features now grotesque and demented. She pressed a hand to her chest, her corset now stained with blood, "She will come to claim what is rightfully hers, and once she does," She raised her hands to the sky, her face flushed, "No one will stop her. Not the Werewolf Queen. Not the Light Witches. Not even the damned H

He would be lucky enough if he had special weapons to use, but at the moment he had none. “Care to tell me what is going on? Because the last thing I remember I was sleeping in my condo.” “I understand your confusion, but to cut it short, there is another world apart from what the human has, which is our world – Terra Lucien.” Lanver brushed his fingers on his hair, one thing he usually does when frustrated. He was still having a hard time processing in his mind that vampires were real, and then there was this another revelation that seemed so out of the world.

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

It struck Michael and rendered him unconscious almost immediately. Amayah got furious, he wondered what kind of a person was in front of him putting out people he just met. Amayah did what he only knew how to do, he sent fire to Daniel, Daniel didn’t flinch rather he absorbed every heat the human threw his way, and when he was exhausted Daniel struck him with lightning. He fell to the ground going into an unconscious state. Hunter was the only one left, he was the last man standing and just like flash, the vampire ran out of the house. Daniel fell back and relaxed and just when he didn’t expect it the vampire came back and snapped his neck.

However, it could’ve just been me imagining things. I walked toward the table. The Vampire had a nose piercing and looked still quite young, but the wisdom in his dark eyes told me otherwise. His hair was styled in spikes and his face had a dark, mischievous smirk. The hunter on the other hand was an old looking man with grey hair and a potbelly. He had piercing grey eyes and a look of tiredness on his face. As soon as I reached the table the vampire sniffed and beamed. "A Veneziano. To what do I owe this pleasure?"