Novel & Cerita Vampire Legacy

“You might have powers that even your mom and I won’t be able to comprehend.” I thought Zayn was just playing around with our son at first, but when I chewed on the idea, it seemed possible that Legacy could have unique powers. He was a hybrid; both a demon and a werewolf at the same time. I was no expert on that, but there had to be some special abilities because of that mix. “Holy sh*t!” Legacy exclaimed, and my eyes widened. He took me by surprise with his use of language. “Oh my god. No, baby. That’s a bad word. Don’t say that again.” I scolded him.

Now I do not trust her for one single moment; the only thing I want from those deep cherry lips are the very words that tell me what this legacy is that all of them are referring to. Now yes, I do seem to have a few things, such as a beating heart, a little thing called a soul, and few other perfectly working parts that no other Vampire posses. Yet, how does this make me a legacy? I am already the most powerful Vampire there is, with the added advantage of being the Vampire Master.

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Angel just smiles at him and they walk back to the cabin in silence. Once they clear the forest again, they see Alexis and Akilina standing in front of the cabin waving. As they got closer Alexis told Akilina to go inside. She raises her rifle a little, “What are you all? Monsters yourselves?” Angel smiles, “Sort of, we are very powerful monsters. I’m a genetically altered human with the blood of more monsters than I can count running through my veins. Not to mention the thousands of spells that have been cast on me. This guy behind me was just a normal wolf until I found him.” Drake nodes at Angel, “When he found me, I was on the verge of death, and he saved me. So, I have decided to s

"Wolf law was even more absolute three hundred years ago. Any contact with vampire nature resulted in immediate death sentence." The confession hangs in the clearing while silver rain continues falling on Drevalon's walls in the distance, the siege ongoing despite this moment of revelation happening beyond the immediate combat. "So everything I am," Lucian says slowly, processing implications that rewrite entire understanding of personal history. "The Varrow bloodline. The corruption that mixed with Drevyn vampire heritage and created the triple merger. All of it traces back to you choosing to save Araya's child."

He lifted his head and lets out deep breath and said," Son,I want you to become my next in line, take over my legacy " Taking over dad's legacy, involves so much than physical beings Dad might be Dracula but he's kinda fetish... "Dad,i already have my pack, remember.... I am not just a vampire but a werewolf?"... I declared openly and hoped he'd understand... He took back his eyes and walked to the photograph of mom I left hung on the wall "Wow, I cannot believe that our son would be this selfish,". He pressed his hands on mom's photograph and was talking to her picture..

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Alexis spread her arms, and closed her eyes for a moment on there right now. “Ego Alexis Calder. Hominibus puro sanguine in corpore toto. Purus lamia venator sanguis. Auxilium tuum peto venatores lamia in circuitu mundi. Ubicumque es, modo ad me veni. Auxilium tuum mihi opus est contra bellum cum lamis malis. Huc veni, quaeso, venatores lamia circum orbem. Adiuva me ut perficiam propositum vitae meae ut mala lamia ex hac terra deleam. Ponere posse stateram vitae nostrae, sicut venatores lamiae, boni lamiae, et homines. Ego Alexis Calder, venator vampire sangui- nis. Iterum te rogans, venatores lamia in circuitu mundi ad me veni et adiuva me ut hoc bellum vincas. Veni. et veni...” Alexis mutt