Novel & Cerita Vampire Survivors Blue Reaper

This is something new to him and overwhelming that it was his turn to panic when the girl stopped breathing. No! Not now! He still has questions. He still has curiousity to uncover. And he feels like he still can't get enough of her scent. Using his ability, he ran as fast as a lightning to a friend of his. Jones, one of the Hampton's clan living in the nearby town closer to the city, is a doctor and an expert in healing vampire-inflicted injuries. Clayton has been asking the doctor's help everytime he encounters humans who are blood-sucked and could still survive.

or it? "I won't ask you again, Vamp. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?!" I couldn't believe such loud words were coming out of such a tiny body. My ears were bleeding, literally. I wiped the blood off shakily and looked up. He was in the sky somewhere.

“I know Nat wants to kill you himself, but since he’s a little tied up right now, I guess I’ll have to do it for him.” Shaking her head, Ru raised her hands. Blood dripped down her arm to her elbow, but that didn’t stop her. Ru shot out a steady stream of blue light with her left hand, waiting for Raven to counter, which she did with both hands, leaving her open to attack as Ru brought up her right hand, hitting her in her injured leg. Raven let out a shriek, which sounded like the caw of the bird she was named for, and crumpled to the ground, clutching at her leg. This made Ru’s power even more overwhelming now that the Reaper only had one hand to contend with.

Maximus demanded "Two years ago I turned a girl. Not intentionally but that's another story. When she rose as a vampire her eyes were not black, nor red, but blue. Shortly after we discovered she is also kinetic-" .

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.

Just as he thought that Reinhard had lost, a flash of blue light caught in the corner of his vision. Reinhard who was still floating in the air took out his rifle, taking advantage of the momentum from receiving the hit in the chest so he could create some distance between himself and the top-tier vampire. Within the distance he felt was sufficient, Reinhardt took out his mystical rifle and pointed the tip of the gun barrel at the vampire. Bang!~ … A bullet with a flash of blue flame shot towards the top-tier vampire who was his opponent at a speed that the naked eye could barely follow.

she screamed and I caught a glimpse of frost-blue eyes in the blur— then the vampire was ash on the floor, and the blur was gone. What in the actual fuck?!

When they met hers, they were filled with lust and briefly, they flashed blue before returning to their original colour. Blue. Vampires’ eyes flashed blue whenever they experienced intense emotions like pain, love, happiness, anger, lust and excitement. In this case, it was quite obvious that it was lust and she was so shaken by the knowledge that she didn’t know how to react. She thought that he was immune to her. That there was no way he could ever be as attracted to her as she was to him, but the look he just gave her confirmed it. If that wasn’t confirmation enough, then the blue of his eyes were.

Behind him, three Reapers descended, their movements jagged and unnatural. "Killian!" I screamed, running toward him. He pushed himself up, his breath a ragged rasp. "Sienna... get to the vault! The Elders... they’re right behind me!" I fired my Glock, dropping the lead Reaper with a shot to the throat, but the other two were already upon us. Killian engaged them with a primal roar, his blade a silver blur in the darkness. He wasn't just fighting; he was a hurricane of violence, fueled by a desperation that transcended the formula.

"The battle at the border... it’s going to be ugly. Caleb isn't just bringing wolves. He’s bringing the 'Silver-Tide'—human mercenaries with silver-laced weapons. Damon and the others are going to be focused on the front lines." She reached into a wooden chest and pulled out a small, leather pouch. Inside were three vials of a shimmering blue liquid. "This is Blue-Brier," she explained. "It won't stop a silver blade, but it will keep the heart beating long enough for a healer to get there. Take it. One for you, one for Félix, and one for whoever you think needs it most." "Thank you, Maya," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "I don't know how to repay you."