Vampire's Slice Of Life Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I want more cake. And how can I still eat normal food? Don’t vampires survive only on blood?” “It’s like an Incubus. We eat normal food too but we derive energy from pleasure. Vampires derive energy from blood.” Lance picked up the knife that was tied with a pink ribbon and pricked his finger on the tip. The cut wasn’t deep but it caused a droplet of blood to appear and I felt my nostrils flare as my fangs elongated inside my mouth.

I raised up the sword, digging it into his belly and as I rolled I sliced down his abdomen allowing his guts to pour out of him and he squealed his last as he died. I had never seen a war but this was something else. I stood at the top of the small slope that led down to the clearing, watching in shock and fear as beasts fought beasts and ripped away each other's throats, vampires slashed and killed opposing wolves and as vampires were instantly torn to multiple pieces by the ferocious bite of a wolf.

Maria’s body drooped limply onto the bed for a few minutes as the stranger, a vampire, drank the blood from her neck. Standing up, he adjusted his belt, pulled up his pants, and made other necessary adjustments. He wasn’t through with her yet; he went to get a knife from his jeans and approached Maria’s lifeless corpse. He turned her over onto her back and seated one leg on either side of her hips to mount her. He lowered his gaze to meet her blank expression and inserted the knife’s point just below her sternum. He quickly slid the knife into her stomach and slashed downward till he struck her pelvis bone.

Their tops seemed to be detaching from the rest of them at first, and then they suddenly turned to dust. He ran up the stairs and did the same to everyone he knew could see him. Until now, he’d gotten lucky as they weren’t prepared for him, but as he entered the same room as before, four vampires were blocking his path from the hag who stood behind them. The chanting started up again, only this time he didn’t wait to be told what it was. He moved with a purpose and sliced the air with speed and meaning. The vampires might be able to move fast, but they’d have to be quick to avoid the blade that could barely be seen as it passed through the air.

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

The blade pierced right through the vampire's heart and she whirled around, catching another in an attempt to attack her from behind. She swung the sword and sliced right through the female vampire's side. A shrill shriek echoed and Harley moved right on to the next as Mason took over, decapitating the fang-bearing female and watching as the head rolled with a bounce before bursting into ashes along with the rest of the body. She fought back the nauseous feeling that had settled in upon seeing more vampires lose limbs and continued to use her sword as well as her crossbow to weaken each vampire. Though there was still no sign of the vampire she wanted dead the most.

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.

Laura looked at me with even more compassion in her eyes. “Then, that’s why you were craving blood,” she told me. “When a vampire is extremely stressed, worried, or upset in any way, they crave blood. It’s kind of like the equivalent of alcohol. It’s perfectly normal. The important thing is that you controlled it, and nobody got hurt. That’s what makes you different than them, Ruby,” she said, pointing out the window and across the campus where the isolation house was. That’s where the vampires that can’t control their urges live. Ruby shuddered at the thought of being sent there.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

This is the best birthday ever. I was a wicked, greedy, and immodest vampire, but when I saw the woman I loved again. Everything is new, everything has changed. The word LOVE changed an infamous vampire. I did nothing else inside Vampire High but bully my fellow students. I didn't expect the woman to cut my horn to come. That is none other than Clementine, the Scarlet of my life and the only Gredator of my life. The number of times we have gone through trials. Before we achieved this life, here we were separated when we were just kids and met again inside Vampire High. She chased after people who wanted to kill her and was again separated for more than two years. But come back again to conti