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Gina said, as the contents of the pot hit her nose, oats. “Hybrids are any were-animal, like a lycan; that turned vampire by drinking a vampire to death. They still have a heart though and like you, they can exist day or night, eat food and choose to sleep or not. However, they cannot use their vampirism in daylight, or it will burn their flesh,” Prince Mano explained, standing up, and dishing up some oats.

" Melody asked. "No!! Why would I suck blood." Vic laughed at the idea and tried to ask Ang about it. "You are not a blood vampire, you're different." Ang replied. "Your race is Psychic Vampire and their characteristics; They do not suck blood but rather feeds on Energy. They are not affected by sunlight and silver. They are far different from blood Vampires. They are stronger than blood vampires. The more energy they drain, the stronger they get. Their evolution is longer than that of blood vampires.

Claire rolled her eyes and then left the room, I smirked and took a deep breath, looking at the PC screen on. “Should I be concerned?” I heard Hyperion's question in jest. “Oh no… I only kill virtual people. It's a roleplaying game. Today we're going to finish a Vampire the Mask campaign, a very famous game even. In this case, I'm playing with a 9th generation vampire, let alone an old one, La Sombra, which is one of the clans, and which has the pyromaniac defect. Our mission is to invade a Caern, which is a place with great magical and pure power, so to speak, these places are usually protected by Werewolves, who are divided by tribes and within the tribes there are packs, which can be mixe

The wound would not close. The battle raged. Vampires hissed and clicked their claws, trying to grasp the werewolves and crush their ribs with their unmatched strength. The werewolves ducked and clawed, chomping down on vampires and werewolves alike. The noise was unbearable, and I worried about Sebastian and Andrew.

Sebastian nodded his head and made an official announcement by going into every class. Becca, who was researching about the vampires, found the situation quite intriguing. She was sure that she saw the mark and through Google, she understood that it was the vampire mark. She believed somewhere in her heart that the vampires existed and now, she was sure of it. After hearing the announcement of the camping trip, she got excited because someone from the college was not a human, and going in a jungle for a trip was the perfect opportunity for Becca to find out the truth.

AVA'S POV “Fuck! This is just insane! Totally absurd!” I exclaimed, losing my cool alongside my regal poise. All I had wanted was to be reborn a vampire queen, maybe reset the time to when I had met Rowan or alter the course of events. But I got everything I never wanted, the moon goddess reducing me to a totally helpless and feeble freak, who couldn't even heal my own wounds. “What kind of sick Joke is this?” I muttered, seething with confusion.

My words come off chipped. I watch as he sizes me up from the door entrance. “Your father understood what it was like to keep this Kingdom safe. Are you willing to do the same?” His words catch me off guard. “I do not understand what you are asking me. I am willing to do whatever it takes to keep my Kingdom safe.” “I can tell by your barrier. It will work, but not for long. We can feel the person it is tethered to. We know that she can sense us and that she is in the other room.” “And your point is what?” “She need not fear us. None of you shall need to fear us if you make a deal.” “What deal?” I ask between gritted teeth. “Blood.” “You are not a vampire; you do not need blood.” “Our young d

" Sunny then told her brother James all about the pale white horse that she had seen in Verona. She explained that when you see the horse, you're in deep trouble, and then she went on about how she had seen the horse in Ocean City while riding a Ferris wheel. Sunny's voice trembled as she recounted the eerie details of her encounter with the horse, emphasizing its piercing red eyes and ghostly presence. James listened intently, his disbelief gradually turning into a sense of unease. He couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to Sunny's unsettling experience.

His blood-stained frame left a hideous imprint on my window and left a crimson trail on my shirt as our bodies collided in his reckless descent. I whipped my head around, locking eyes with him as he let out a guttural groan and shattered the arrows embedded in his flesh with a swift crack. My sharp eye immediately identified the arrows as the very same ones my parents used for hunting in our pack, expertly crafted to target vampires with their deadly poisoned tips. Our pack witch had concocted a potent potion that not only paralyzed vampires, but could prove fatal if left untreated beyond a day.

It was going to be so much fun educating the upstart who thought he ruled here. There were close to thirty vampires within the building, two of them standing atop the dais that housed the throne. They could have been mistaken for brothers by some their colouring was so similar, but Agony doubted they were closely related despite their comparable age. There were very few vampiric siblings in existence, despite the fact that two such pairs were part of the Armand-Hanlon pack. In truth, there were likely only a couple more sibling groups out there from the old days.