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I sprint behind the building. I sniff abd smile over brother Rowans blood. Like a hungry blood thirsty vampire, I lick dry it's contents off my blood. I sigh reliefed. Such cool and smooth antidote it is. I feel it perform it wonders. How it cleanse every venom off my skin. I sigh more. I eyes unexpectedly twitches. It blinks rapidly. My vision blur's. I stagger. Something seems wrong Everywhere goes blank.

The memories came slowly, but they came. Frank had been drained of his blood by the blonde vampire that I saw him with in the theater. I was dating a vampire and his daughter drank my blood from my inner thigh after… well, after what she did. Frank’s blood was drained the same way. I couldn’t help wondering if the vampire who killed him brought him to erotic heights before sinking her fangs into him like Sasha had done with me. Was I dead? I threw the covers back to investigate my inner thigh. There was no sign of a wound. None of any sort. Remembering Sasha also bit my neck, my hand flew to where the wound should have been, but found nothing except smooth, warm flesh.

The team huddled closer, their fear palpable, but I couldn’t let them scatter. “Hold your ground. Watch the shadows.” A blur erupted from the darkness, a male vampire with crimson eyes charging straight for Hansel. My instincts kicked in. I lunged, tackling the vampire mid-stride, my shoulder screaming as we hit the ground. His claws raked my arm, drawing blood, but I pinned him down, my weight crushing his chest. He snarled, fangs gleaming, his strength unnatural as he thrashed beneath me.

I wanted to see that place. It was just two hours into day break, everyone had gone to sleep. I hurried into the kitchen and drank a whole bottle of a special liquid Edmund and Hillary introduced to us. It was called vamscren and it allowed vampires to walk in the sun for a while without being affected by it. Somehow, vamscren made me feel a bit better about becoming a vampire as I didn’t have to always be limited by the sun. The vamscren was made from dragon tears and Edmund and Hillary, along with Dana, arranged with the manufacturers to always supply it to the castle, so we never ran out. After drinking, I got my cloak and flew out of the castle, to see my former town.

Omega Violetta used her telekinesis to protect the pack from incoming vampire attacks, creating an invisible barrier around them. Sarah moved through the chaos of the battlefield with deadly precision, her daggers dancing in her hands. She expertly targeted the vampires, striking each of them with lethal accuracy. Her swift and agile movements allowed her to evade their attacks effortlessly. With each strike of her daggers, she struck fear into the hearts of the vampires, leaving them no chance to retaliate.

Vanshika "I won't taste your blood, because your blood is venomous." Vishal smiled at her and said, "Even if you tried to taste my blood, I wouldn't have let you do that." Vanshika "Now heal your hand." Vishal, "I will. I'm so proud of you." Vishal and Vanshika were looking at each other fondly. Suddenly, a vampire attacked Vishal from behind. Vishal fell to the ground. Vanshika was shocked. That vampire was the same woman Vishal had seen killing Tanya. Vishal recognised her. He got up and pushed her away.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

"There is an old Vampire by the name of Bernard who can sever Vampire bonds instantly. It's one of his Vampire talents, like how you can hijack someone's body and the way we can pull the Succubus out of ourselves and push them into others." He rubbed his chin. "It may be very painful." "Pain has never scared me away from anything." He smiled. "That is true. You have never shied away from the difficult things. But you have just undergone much physical trauma." "Might as well do it now while I'm still just one big throbbing nerve ending. But first, I need to reach out to my Ladies and specifically Tyler. She's my security, my family…" "Yes." He nodded. "Do that."

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the castle gate owned by Maris. - Maris, are you at home? - Samson called out loudly. Inside the castle, Maris yawned and jumped up. Like the characteristic of any vampire, when the dawn is near, she sleeps and does not want to be disturbed by anyone, but Samson is an exception because he is also a vampire. She knew when he knocked on the door at this hour he must have something urgent and he needed her help or worse, he'd discovered a bunch of Roman grapes was missing a few grapes.