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Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

Vic answered the system. "Sure! Vic!!" "Okay. I'm Sternly Vic." "Just who am I and who the hell are you!"

something. '...He didn’t even say anything,' Selena muttered, her voice a thread of frustration laced with confusion. Linda glanced up, brow furrowing. 'Who, dear?' Selena paused, jaw tightening as memories flooded unbidden: a figure materializing from the throng like smoke given form, red eyes gleaming with predatory intensity amid the chaos, then vanishing without trace. Lucien. The vampire's presence had been a blade's edge—silent, lethal, gone before she could question it. She shook her head, turning from the window. '...No one. Forget it.'

He looked at himself in the rearview mirror and flipped his hair. “Do you have a name?” His icy voice asked from the back and I turned in my seat to look at him. “Saratan…Saratan Credi.” “Saratan,” he tested the name on his tongue and frowned as though he found it wanting, “If you had been auctioned off, let me tell you what will become of you. If you are lucky, you’ll die in the hands of your first buyer and end your misery early. If not, you’ll be used and sold again, passed on to countless more vampires until you are old and worthless. Once you are of no use to anyone and your blood is flavorless, they wouldn’t hesitate to leave you in a dumpster out to die. Feeders corp. might act like

Malik whipped around, using that hesitation to his advantage by sinking his teeth into the joint of one wing, tearing it clear off Santos's torso and spitting it at his feet, reveling in the blood that spurted from the dhampirs gaping wound. Santos screamed in pain and anger, clamping down on his wound with his opposite hand as profanities flew from his mouth, his vision going blurry with blood loss. Malik took that moment to phase back at Shadow's request, letting his human have his turn at vengeance. Sweat poured off Shadow's muscular frame as the two adversaries glared at each other. The scratches on Shadow's ribcage were superficial, burning from the vampire venom but failing to enter hi

🌹💦 Season 2🌹 Synopsis 🌹💦 _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THE FALL After the war,the vampires go into hideout because the demons has risen in a full fold. But their queen is not happy.

Nothing was going to stop her today. "Of course, I'm the hell raiser remember" She said with a hint of her seductive edge that makes her who she is now. Cassandra reached for the door but it swung open itself. A female vampire in a beautiful light purple gown dashed by them using immortal speed. Cassandra didn't recognize her and proceeded to stroll in with Kellan close behind.

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?

“Today. We will rise and defeat the witch that doesn't mean well for our clan. We are going to be the victors tonight.” Silas announced as he unsheathed a blade and raised it while other vampires who were holding different weapons raised theirs too. Darius who was standing next to him locked his hands behind his back and squinted at them as he read the hard and furious expression on their faces.

Seraphina tried to be firm but her soft voice betrayed her. Even still, Bethel sighed and seated herself next to Seraphina. “Familiars are the animals which Vampires can shape shift into. When a vampire child is born, they will have a silver birthmark which shows what their familiar will be. Familiars are a reflection of a Vampires true character.” Seraphina’s brows were knitted trying to make sense of what Bethel was saying. “Is that why Lord Stevano of House De-Buccleuch has that silver serpent on his face?” whispered Rose. “Yes, his familiar is a serpent, in fact the whole House De-Buccluech are reptiles of some sort, bunch of cold-blooded snakes” Bethel trailed off.