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“He won’t come in unless one of you invite him. It’s some sort of vampire code, or whatever.” “Vampire?” I almost spit the word. “Hell! Are you joking?” “The vampires we dealt with before didn’t need an invite to enter,” Shen said suspiciously. “They should have waited for one,” Nandru offered politely. “It’s part of the code. True we can enter none-the-less, but I prefer to follow the codes set forth in order to set an example for my followers.” “You have more out there?” I said as I craned my head to see past him.

I spoke up, intentionally omitting the part where I blew a punch through her skull. “Hmm…that would make some sense but still…they are Vampires.” Hunter reminded me. “So?! Stop being cryptic, I need to hear what you have to say!” I was running out of patience. “So…that means that they need an invitation. Someone must have known the shield was down and some had to have invited them into your borders. Remember they were never welcomed anywhere? They are outcasts even to the Vampire world.” He explained. Soon, the dots connected and the scale of my rage began to peak.

A Vampire standing in front of the crowd of us yelled, "All of you should know by now how this works, but as I've learned over the years, you humans are too incompetent to remember and it pisses me off having to repeat myself so listen up!" My eyes finally got used to the light as he spoke. There were vampires surrounding us, making it absolutely impossible for one of us to escape. Most of them were holding a long whip of some kind, making my stomach turn. I even met eyes with the vampire that took me to the car for a brief moment before I returned my gaze to the front. I didn't feel so good. "The checkups start tomorrow morning after breakfast. Until then you'll be kept in cages with one ot

“You look like hell, by the way.” “Thanks.” He sat on the edge of the armchair across from me, swirling the glass in his hand. “So, let me get this straight. You’re a vampire prince on the hunt. You have an human girl who doesn’t know what she’s gotten into. A witch who’s half-convinced I’m the antichrist. And you’re just standing here… waiting?” “You forgot to mention my charming brother, who never stops talking.” “Oh, right.” He pointed the glass at me. “The brother who warned you two weeks ago that this would happen.”

The finale to this night. "The Vampire will die."

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

"Why have me sign that contract and stay here?" Federico couldn't tell Hailey the truth—that he believed he may carry his chosen blood. That's what made her special. Every vampire had their own unique chosen blood—blood that was more flavorful and powerful to that vampire. The odds of finding the exact carrier were incredibly low. That's why as soon as Federico suspected Hailey might contain his chosen blood, he had insisted she stay by his side. But Federico couldn't just keep Hailey as a blood pet—not in this day and age. With social media and how much more advanced police gadgets had gotten, that would almost certainly lead to mortals uncovering the truth about the existence of vampires.

He leaves the room to go fetch the materials and as he comes back he holds up an envelope guarded with a melted wax. “What is that?” my brows standing in unison with my question. “Let's find out together shall we.” He sits beside me, close enough to feel his body warmth. He opens the letter and when I expect to start hearing the content of the letter, silence lingers in the air. So I just stayed put, studying his expression. “Well? What did it say?” my curiosity always gets the best of me. “We are invited to a vampire ball.” his face squeezes like it's not a fun thing.

"Don't worry, Eight years have gone already if we keep hating each other nothing will be done. In fact, it's your welcome party. No need to worry, I talk to them already and they realized that they're wrong. Let's start a new life now. Don't worry we are living just like a human too with the help of the medicine Waylan is giving, and I invited Waylan too and I want to talk to you about something after the celebration." "What do you mean, Is Waylan making medicines just to fix the mess she has done eight year's ago? I couldn't believe that until now she keeps blaming herself." "I think so, so why don't you come and see her?" "Okay, okay I'll go." They all go to Ranz bakeshop and as they reach

I groaned in my every attempt to pull him inside, and when Yzmael noticed me tearing up before of the pain coming from my ankle, he lifted his hand as if telling me it was enough. "That'll do, Jem. Now go get something for his wounds. I'll be here, don't worry," he assured. My brows furrowed. "But it's raining. Can't I invite you instead?" I asked while catching my breath. "No. Only the host of the house can invite a vampire. Don't worry about me. Just get me a bottle of whisky and I'll be good for the rest of the night." He pulled the stainless seat and sat, totally not minding the heavy rain.