Vampire Sonic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Yes, personal assistant. I will do my best to fulfil your requirements, Mr Thompson.” “Just call me Sin.” I walk towards her and put my hands on her arms. She doesn’t make a move to remove them, although I could have sworn if she wanted to, she could send me sprawling with the swift attack of a vampire. Vampires are endowed with special abilities unique to their own race.

“ You want them so bad? “ Sardonyx smiled. “ Come and get them .” Fury tore through the hallway as the vampwolves exchanged blow for blow. The enchanters bank free from their clash and released a wave of gold magic at her brother. But Scott’s inhuman speed allowed him to Scott the walls avoiding the attack, and kicking Sardonyx against her side. Sardonyx stabled on the ground as she released a sonic scremn pushing Scott to the end of the hallway. The young vampwolf covered his ears, conjuring dark energy around his body & building it up.

She bared her fangs as Sonia's mouth solidified into a snarling muzzle. She had completely transformed. Sonia paced in front of them, a huge red wolf. Even on four paws, she was taller than Arabella. She inched closer to them, not taking her eyes off of Lavinia. "Easy, Sonia," Arabella warned. "I don't want to hurt you." "Like you even could," growled Sonia. "You vampires like to think you have so much power. You're just the fastest to infiltrate and feed off of the competition. The most palatable monster. But you know nothing of actual power."

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

he tells me. "You don't have to apologize, Damien. I am not complaining," I tell him and wrap my hands around his neck. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss all his sadness away. I stare at his sexy inviting lips and caress his neck, on the spot where I marked him last night. Vampires heal really fast, even faster than werewolves. I know my mark won't be there for long. At least the one he gave me is still there and fresh. He looks at me and then smiles,

The high-frequency vibration of the sonic net was liquefying my thoughts. A high-pitched, agonizing hum vibrated through the bones of my skull, blinding my eyes with a layer of static white noise. Every nerve in my body was misfiring, my muscles locked into a rigid, helpless paralysis against the wet concrete. Beneath me, Dominic let out a low, choked growl, his fingers twitching against the floorboards as the acoustic frequencies systematically short-circuited his Lycan nervous system.

He jammed his finger down on the emitter’s trigger. A wave of invisible, crushing pressure slammed into the room. Cattleya screamed, her ears ringing with the sound of a thousand glass panes shattering at once. The vampires didn't die; they shrieked in agony, their bodies convulsing, their skin blistering and turning to ash where the sonic waves hit them. The room became a kaleidoscope of chaos”shattered relics, dust, pulverized stone, and the desperate, thrashing forms of the undead.

Caspian shouted. Suddenly, the north wall disintegrated. Four men in matte-black tactical gear descended on fast-ropes. These weren't regular soldiers; they were the Reapers, the Old Guard’s personal cleanup crew. They didn't carry rifles; they carried high-output sonic cannons designed to disrupt neural tissue. Whump. The first sonic blast hit the room. The frequency was so high it turned Caspian’s vision into a blur of grey static. He collapsed to his knees, his ears bleeding.

Vic, the ruthless vampire leader, led his bloodthirsty cohorts through the streets, leaving devastation in their wake. Vic, his eyes glinting crimson in the sunlight, reveled in the pandemonium he unleashed. His voice, commanding and cold, echoed through the tumultuous scene. "Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!"

Instead, they would hide like venomous snakes in the shadows, waiting for a moment when he let down his guard to strike. Ray had no intention of living with that kind of threat hanging over his head. At this point, he no longer cared about exposing his abilities. He paused briefly, opened a spatial portal beneath his feet, and fired three more sonic stones. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. They streaked toward Lucas and the others in pursuit. A "sonic stone" earned its name because it truly traveled at the speed of sound—about 340 meters per second. And how far away were Lucas and the others? Less than a hundred meters.