روايات وقصص ضمن Vampire Slice Of Life

Come on it nothing you better get home fast ok Ok see you tomorrow Ok bye Wow this is a long night Hey sorry for not introducings myself am Alex and am 23years old am pretty,smart but scared any way this is my story and how my life started I was walking down the Ally I heard voices I wanted to mind my business but it sound as if someone need my help,I walk where the voices was heard and I saw a man feed on a girl,I got scared and and shouted hey what you doing I was so stupid when the man left the girl she fell down and when I look at the the man mouth I could see blood,I scream and ran I don't know where I was going but I have to run,I was running and was looking back I did not know where I

And somewhere during that journey, my hand ended up being in his cool hand. "When last have you eaten?" I asked rubbing my fingers over his cold skin. "I don't know... a while?" He said indifferent. "A while! Haydon you need to feed!" I yelled. He smiled at me, "If I don't eat it's not like I'll die. Vampires can last an entire lifetime without blood...it's just very, very excruciating and can drive even the best of us to wipe out the entire human population because of blood lust."

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

The slim hope I had of those files even existing quickly disappeared. What have I done? "You know Khloe," He started, taking a slow step towards me, "I never really understood why vampires should have to drink blood from a glass when we have perfectly capable humans living in our presence." My breath hitched at the air around me started to feel thicker, making it more difficult to breathe. I stepped back as he took another step forward, my heart thundering in my chest. "It's always seemed like a lost cause to me you know? I mean why should we drink garbage when we could feel the rush of something alive every time?"

“The jaguar people, last I heard, live quite far away from here. But they are a good species. They have temper issues, quite alright, but they don’t go around looking for people’s trouble. So, the dream you had would show that the vampires are already on the move, in colonizing them to their plans, through sinister methods. Mezon could be a real identity, or a figure head that illustrates what is happening. Also, it could be said that what had been in your room had been a sliver of the vampire…” “What is that?” Olivera questioned, starting to feel the horror chills again. “What do you mean by the sliver of a vampire?” Vee swallowed. “Sliver is like a part of a vampire, which can take any for

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. 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.

Nor her long, perfectly white fangs, gleaming under the electric lights. “Y-you . . .” Pierce looks between us for several seconds, muttering something incoherent. And that’s when Vania decides to ruin my life and snap her teeth at him. I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. Pierce spins on his heels and sprints past my cubicle, running over a potted benjamin fig. “Vampyre! Vampyre—there’s a— A Vampyre is attacking us, someone call the Bureau, someone call the—”

Our animalistic side worked with us, supported us--while a Vampire's animalistic side controlled them, made them eternally bloodthirsty. As I dodged the smaller Vampire, I felt a silver blade graze my ankle. The pain was brief, and my wound healed fairly quickly. Little did they know, it would take more than a thin slice to bring me pain. I let out a dry laugh as I charged at the two Vampire's, feigning left and sinking my teeth into the female's throat. I tossed her body aside and watched as the larger Vampire screamed in outrage. His bloody teeth gnashed together, while his dark eyes burned murderously. I couldn't muster up a single ounce of guilt as I realized I had killed the Vampire's m

He lunges, the blade slicing through the air, aimed at my chest, just above my right breast. I recoil, anticipating the agony. The knife bites deep, and I wince my vision blurring. My blood spills, warm and crimson, sliding down my torso. Denzel's eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure. With a twisted grin, he slits open his own rotting hand, revealing festering flesh. He presses his wounded hand against mine, mingling our skin. I scream as my blood blends with his skin, feeling an eerie presence invade my body. It's as if dark entities are awakening within me.