Novel & Cerita Vampire Reads

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This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

Time to raid ye proper. I couldn’t speak. My mouth went dry. Before I could try, the vampire book glowed a soft red. Smoke curled out, cold and misty. Lord Draven appeared, his skin white as milk, long black hair falling over his shoulders. He had a fancy cape over a tight black shirt and pants that showed off his slim but strong build. Fangs peeked from his smile, and his eyes were blood red, locking on my throat. He sniffed the air slow, like a wolf.

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

Eva whispered as she held out the book for Alana to grab. Alana picked up the book and a small smile formed on her face. Alana knew there was no point in reading the book since it was based on Vampires and their Beloveds. Eva had a mate which meant she didn’t have a beloved. Either way, Alana opened the book and began to read to Eva. There was no harm in letting Eva know how the love between vampires worked.

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

I whisper as I let him go and move back to Lawler’s side to show him what Leon has created for me. Leon steps forward once again, this time instructing something different. “Your people love you and respect you, all of you. Open the book.” He insists as he steps away from us to a group of Vampires who all turn their attention to me. “Open it.” Lawler insists impatiently. Lifting my hand to my mouth to stifle a sob, I read the first page.

Emma flipped the yellowing pages until she found the one she wanted me to read. “The Vampire,” I read out loud. Then I frowned. “Seriously?” “Just read it,” Emma insisted. “A vampire is a creature from legend that survives throughout the centuries by feeding on the blood of the living,” I read. “This undead being is known to visit its loved ones and cause mischief or death in the neighborhoods they inhabited while they were alive…” The more I read the paragraph, the more I couldn’t shake the feeling that Emma wasn’t just some conspiracy nut. Strangely though, it was the last bit of the passage that made my brow furrow.