Novel & Cerita Vampire's Slice Of Life

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?

“I can smell your blood already; I might have to keep you alive for a while, until we can find a way out. He said, before he opens his mouth, as his fangs came out looking like snake teeth. As soon as he came down to bite my neck, I put my blade right through his fucking jaw. He Screamed in pain distracting the other vampires enough for Blaze to break one of the vamp’s necks and put his blade in the other guy’s neck. He shifted and ran towards me, I hopped on, let me stop lying I climbed on like a 90-year-old who thought she had Megan knees in her twenties and now regret it. He took off into the colorful jungle full of shit that does more the go bump in the night. Let me tell yall what I’m

But knowing herself, she, of course, slapped herself from getting turned on and focused on saving her mate - or maybe not. “...not even your filthy dick can do something about it.” Vladimir finished his words as she suddenly showed up in front of the vampire. He grabbed its hardened dick before ripping it off his body with his bare hands. The vampire whined in pain and fell onto its knees and Vladimir did not hesitate on chopping its head over with one slash of his hand. He dropped what he ripped off from its body before licking the blood that was running down from his hand. He smirked which made Tosh to quivered in fear.

she snaps, then gives a pitiful attempt at attacking me. She has a letter opener and she slices my leg, hitting a major artery. I nearly collapse but my eye catches the blade of a large paper cutter. I swiftly jerk it off the base and spin with it blade side out. It catches air just as flames dart into the door she stupidly left open. It distracts her long enough for me to jump to meet her near the ceiling. I hear the blade whip through the air and the crack of it hitting her bone. Fresh blood fills the air, but dead blood that only a vampire carries. It sprays all over me and I turn away.

As she brought the knife back, the other Vampire grabbed her wrist to stop her from trying to kill the woman. "Sorry, obligations and all that." He said as he twisted her wrist hard. Amira let out a small yell as she released the knife, hearing it hit the ground beside her. She felt his tongue run along her wrist and the slight graze of his fangs, "I can hear your blood rushing in those veins. It's like music to my ears." He sang while her other hand reached down and pulled out another knife. She flipped the knife so the tip of the blade was pointing behind her as she thrusted backward into his thigh. He let out a yell, releasing her wrist and stumbled back while the knife stuck out of his l

The boy called, throwing his blade at me. My eyes glanced back to the female vampire who was only millimeters away from me. The realization that I wasn’t going to get there in time hit me. And so I improvised. I leaped away from her, lunging for the blade. I grabbed it before landing on the grass. I spun around and the female vampire was above me which prompted me to drive the blade through her chest. Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at me. The life escaped her eyes and her body desiccated immediately.

I almost felt bad that the knife I kept under my pillow was of little use. Even as I read through the pages, I couldn't find anything about vampires being psychic. Apart from having incredible strength, speed, and immortality, they seemed just like any other person. Well, except that they disliked sunlight—but even that was something they were adapting to. I closed the book and put it away. my stomach grumbled slightly, reminding me that I haven't eaten, but I didn't want to go downstairs either, in fear that I would run into Silas. I lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Eventually, I grew drowsy and then fell asleep.

Vampires' forte is from behind and straight at humans, using claws and fangs to squeeze their prey and suck blood. If they are hungry, they will drink human blood when they catch it and then kill it, but if it is not because of hunger, they will use sharp knife-like claws to stab the throat of their prey. Many people tell them to do it because they like to watch fresh blood gush from the neck of their prey, a kind of crazy and perverted hobby. Phoebe was half vampire when she heard that, she involuntarily raised her trembling hand to cover her neck, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it herself.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

He didn't immediately understand what was happening. The first thing that came to mind was the fact that he drinks sugary blood. He had never tasted such deliciousness before. Taking a hesitant sip, he felt a wave of bliss run through his body. Hands clutched the hilt of the sword. Someone's weak, cold fingers frantically grabbed at him, trying in vain to tear his hands away from the weapon. He abruptly broke away from his victim and, looking into the blue eyes of the vampire, clouded with pain, was horrified.