Vampire Immortal Mga Nobela at Kwento

As long as she forgives me though , it's fine . "What do you mean.. what you are?" He said slowly." You're a disgusting mutt... that's what you are." He said. "Are you kidding me? Do you really think a werewolf can escape a vampire bite.. vice versa." I told him. Enjoying the mixture of his expressions. He was pathetic. When he didn't answer.. I sighed. "I thought you would guess better than that.. I am an immortal. Ever heard of one?" I asked him. "There are no immortals " He said staring at me suspiciously.

he smirkingly said before charging at Rolandro without warning. These vampires seemed to be not high-ranked and couldn’t possibly take down an Alpha wolf easily in a one-on-one case. Still, that didn’t mean it would be easy for Mel and co. to win the battle, especially since the other two standing near the fence of the deserted structure could join the fight at any time. And who knows whether some more vampires were hiding in the woods? Vampires were immortal unless their head was cut off. If not, any limb they lost would grow out again.

Niniane said with a nod. "How was Ravana cursed?" Layla asked curiously. "By the first chosen. With his last breath, he gave Ravana exactly what he wanted. An immortal life, but with a few ultimatums. He would never see the sunlight again and he must drink the blood of others to sustain his immortality. So, the first vampire was born. But instead of being given the blessing of creating healers, all he would be able to bring to this earth was more death." Layla was silent as she took in Ninian's words.

'That's what I can't think of especially and they are both immortals and kings. Stefano grinned at me. "You don't seem to be from Wysteria because there's so much you don't know. But I'll tell you anyway. Elijah was the first immortal created," he replied to me as my eyes widened. "Really?!" I felt like my brain was about to explode. The paintings inside that room say everything. If he was alive when the Vikings still existed, I wouldn't be surprised if he was alive during the time of the ancient Romans!

As her hips were driven deep into the mattress with each plunge inside her, Mory’s eyes fluttered closed and silent gasps fell from her lips until she finally cried out his name. While she shuddered underneath him, the Immortal sunk into Mory’s neck and claimed his mate. “Mine!”

“You see, vympires were turning vampire prior to the creation of Dracula, but they had no king or organized society until Dracula was created by the vympire rogue turned vampire, Dracul, and his evil sorcerer. Part of what Dracul’s sorcerer did to Dracula was to make him immortal. Although his vampires live for thousands of years, they eventually do expire. Dracula cannot expire. He’s doomed to live forever, never moving forward, always stuck in time. Some saint, whose name eludes me, managed to slip in a loophole that only a very few are aware of. Dracula can be killed by the bloodline of a loyal general who he betrayed while still a human. Somehow, the family lost the knowledge of th

Looking around. " That sucked! " I groaned. They didn't laugh as I expecting them to or tease me. They all looked worried and pained. "Are you OK? Liam asked . " I'm alive but very sore that was painful shit." Liam then nodded helping me up. "Well birthday boy. You get to hunt your first immortal vampire . " he said . "Wait what ? I thought they are very rare ?" I replied.

I, an ancient vampire elder, found myself entangled in the complexities of concern for another—a Lycan Alpha and a Luna who had become an unexpected vulnerability, an emotional thread woven into the fabric of my immortal existence. The night unfolded with a looming sense of unease. Despite my immortal nature, Chastity's safety had become a focal point, a source of worry that defied the rationality I had clung to for centuries. The fear of losing someone I had come to care for reminded me that even in the timeless realm of vampires and Lycans, emotions could shape destinies and challenge the very core of our existence.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

None of the books I read explained why vampires weren't immortal, and I can't exactly tell Helen that I’m basically a transmigrated stranger. "I can't seem to remember it clearly. Can you explain it to me?” I went with the honest, humble-student route. She readjusted her seat before launching into the story. Apparently, thousands of years ago, vampires were immortal. They lived forever and could only die if they were beheaded. Nothing else worked—not fire, not a stake to the heart. Until one day, a vampire offended a powerful witch. That’s when I realized witches existed in this world too.