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he commented. “Leave,” I heard myself saying those words coldly. “We came here to swallow the twin’s soul; they will make me stronger.” He said casually. THIRD-PERSON POV Savanah feels irritated and in a blink of eye, she punches the vampire. “Attack!” he shouted. Savanah seems like she is already into a fight because she dodges their attack swiftly. Their leader who was thrown by Savanah realizes that she is not a human. A cruel idea pops into his mind.

Chapter 66 Sansa's Pov "Come over to me!" "I'm calling you!" "Sansa!" Vera's chilling whispers rang out in my ear again and again. I found myself in the bush, alongside Xavier's lifeless body, the horrific image before me a gruesome reality. I stabbed him twice with the silver knife, covered in blood, while Vera's whispers continued to play games in my mind. My face was adorned with a nasty grin, as avarice and perverted enjoyment drove my deeds. As I repeatedly pierced Xavier's motionless corpse with the knife, I savored the sight of blood and rejoiced in the terrible ritual.

"Where did you-" "Finally, I found it mate. Soul reaper is mine." Terry let out his usual dark chuckle. That knife is soul reaper. "Now, should I kill you first and then go for her next?" he asked Alex and his words rang through my mind a million times before it all came crashing down. Wait-wait, there is no way that this knife can kill a vampire right? It can't be, there is-

Caldaur asked coming to stand right in front of him He put his hands up using the chains as a prop to lord over caldaur who looked up “Yes” he said looking down at him “ that’s amazing seeing you this distraught makes me very happy” caldaur said He laughed hard making caldaur back away “brother I am not distraught I am not anything anymore which should make you very, very afraid” he said looking caldaur up and down “ because I plan to teach you just what a vampire without emotion can do, I suggest you kill me now while you have the chance because as of the last feelings I had it was complete and total anger towards you and I plan to take out said anger just on principle” he said

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

Ash nods, but takes a deep breath and sits up, “Nothing to panic about now, she’s here, she’s safe. And we can figure this all out together.” Kai smirks and nods. “Well said.” Kai turns at the somewhat familiar voice, and stands quickly. He frowns at the man, “Why are you here?” The six-foot-four thin vampire, who looks a little older than most born vampires, indicating he was turned. His white straight hair was worn loose and fell to just below his ears. His thin lips were cracked in a wicked grin. His heart shaped face, snub nose, narrow eyes are so dark brown they’re almost black. Kai growls low at him, and Ash moves to Kai’s side. Kai knows his eyes are red, and his fangs are dropping as

Silas had given them the authority to strike decisively, and Nixon's team, armed with knowledge and cunning, infiltrated vampire hideouts like phantoms in the night. The first strike unfolded in silence, a ballet of precision as the squads breached the perimeters. Silas's fighters engaged with the vampires, their moves a choreography of supernatural prowess, claws, and fangs meeting with lethal precision. Nixon's team, adept at exploiting the supernatural vulnerabilities of their enemies, incapacitated the bloodsuckers with swift and surgical efficiency.

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 wouldn’t give me his name even after I gave him my name.” “He was just another knucklehead who was hired to make up their attacking numbers.” Jacques filled in with a cold expression in his teakwood eyes. He brushed an exasperated hand over his head to ruffle the short black strands of his box fade haircut. “Man, this is some bullshit!” Sultan growled in my head. The hostile room reeked repulsively of dead moths, which was what Vampires smelt like to werewolves. My eyes swept from the naked and bloody vampire where blood gushed from his neck to the three shirtless stooges.