Vampire Survivors Blue Reaper Novels & Stories

The apocalypse had already stolen enough from them. Sera’s sarcasm faded slightly. “Survivors?” “Unknown.” Jonas stood. “We’ll take a squad.” “No,” Hale snapped immediately. Sera narrowed her eyes. “That bad?” The commander hesitated, which meant yes. “Scouts reported bodies drained completely dry.” Jonas swore softly. Not wilds, Wilds were messy. Animalistic. This sounded deliberate. Controlled. Vampire. Ancient vampire. The room suddenly felt colder. Hale lowered his voice. “There are rumours.”

Creed added. "But the gorbloyds can see them if their direction is noisy." Van said. "Exactly. Monster Vampires, on the other hand, can chase the Gorbloys without difficulty." Creed said. "So the first move is the Monster Vampire to chase the gorbloids and when the gorbloyds die I'm sure they'll all move to advance to the finish spot." Creed said so we nodded. "the plan, we will wait for the Monster Vampires to attack the gorbloyds, when the monster vampires attack we will slowly sneak to the finish spot." Said Creed.

"The babies are dead! My pup died, and yours died too. Perfect, so perfect!" My eyes burned red. I lunged with the knife to avenge my children. Suddenly, Thorne burst in. From his body, a small vampire flew out, its fangs bared in a bloodthirsty grin, diving straight for Clara's neck. In an instant, Clara spat blood and collapsed, eyes wide in death. The little vampire clung to my arm and spoke. "Mommy, I avenged you." It was Zeal's voice. Zeal had become my child once more.

I snarl at him. His eyes sweep over me to the rest. They’ve all stood up in guard, but that doesn’t seem to faze him at all. One thing that makes Reaper really dangerous is the fact that he was maniac. Sure, I am cold, but Reaper takes that to a whole new level. He is a sociopath and a psychopath, all wrapped in a pretty ugly and deadly bow. “I’m here to see, Ava. Why else do you think I would be here? To see your sorry ass?” he asks with a devious smirk.

Although she wasn't expecting an answer, she asked anyway. Akira's anxious about how a vampire could enter the safest place in the city. “For the fall of the king and rise of the new king.” The vampire guard muttered, and Akira heard it. ‘King? New King?’ “For the fall of the king and raise of the new king.” He muttered it repeatedly like a chant. The vampire's mouth was pouring saliva so thick and in the color blue. It reminded Akira of rabies, and she also saw it in pictures. Traces of thick things on the scene and the color blue weren't able to be identified back then. But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir.

He stopped tapping my cheeks and looked at the man behind him, the man with blue eyes. “She’s a hunter Alarick,” silver guy nodded and looked at me again. “So, did you have a good sleep?” Alarick, the silver guy asked. I groaned and look the other way, just when I am about to close my eyes, Alarick, the silver guy, softly grabbed my chin and controlled it to look at him. Both of them seemed unfazed by my presence and I can only think of one thing; they’ve killed a lot of humans that an alive one doesn’t scare them at all.

Though complete hunger was imprinted all over his face when he can't get over that delicate smell, he must preserve that blood, just like preserving a wine. “This fucking is bad,” Raverine seethed, realizing that he acted out of impulse when the rifleman fired. He can’t simply grab the woman and kidnap her. That woman is a cop. A brawl must come between first before Raverine could preserve the human blood. He drained his motorbike's fuel until he got away from the Cecil building. The blood that all the dying vampires crave. The blood that will give them their abilities back. The rarest blood that they thought was completely gone and dead.

PROLOGUE The chaos was just starting to worsen. The SODAIR kingdom, led by the Human King, King Gaber was getting endless challenges from the Viper King, King Morton from BESHADONNA kingdom. These two kings have been fighting a battle that their forefathers fought. Trying to survive, no one dared to negotiate since it only meant surrender. The viper kingdom is known to take humans captive to their territory. They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery.

she answered. "But he'll wake up soon, right?" I asked her, and she giggled at me. "Of course! He's a pure-blood vampire, and besides, they could not pull out his heart," Ash confidently answered as she pointed at the most extensive stitch in Daniel's chest. "His heart?" I asked, and she nodded. "Pureblood vampires will only die once their heart has been pulled out of their bodies," Ash explained, making me feel relieved, knowing that Daniel would wake up soon.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.