Vampire Survivors Blue Reaper Novels & Stories

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

The devil is there instead. Yaksha, the first of the vampires. As I am the last. TBC.....

One by one the pets in front of me were taken out and lined up in front of where I think I remembered the clinic being. They were doing things differently than I remembered... As soon as the girl in front of me had been taken, I adjusted the hoodie enough to where my bite mark could be easily seen. I was taken not too long after. A vampire with deep blue eyes undid the chain connecting me to the roof and grabbed my leash near the clasp. I quickly and quietly followed behind him, already guessing by the way that he grabbed my leash that he didn't have a lot of patience. I doubted any of them did.

I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that. "Normal vampires yes but not me." I frowned. "Why not you?" He sighed. "I know you may have a lot of questions at the moment but it's best for you to go back to sleep. It's one in the morning." "You drag me all the way out here and show me that supernaturals exist just to tell me to go back to bed?" "I dragged you here to finally make you believe me. The sooner you start your duties as a chosen one the better. You've already been attacked once by a shapeshifter. We are running out of time." Attacked? Shapeshifter? What is he talking about?

Reaper Swithin said, blowing his nose and taking in the air. "AAHHHHH! This Moroi blood!" Reaper Swithun Johnson is the guardian of Strigoi Grave Risen Coven. He has ginger hair and blue eyes and always wears a black dress coat with silver buttons. He is tall and lean, with a sharp jawline and a piercing gaze that can make even the bravest of souls tremble. Reaper Swithun is known for his unwavering loyalty to the coven and his fierce protection of its members. After Ace, Reaper is second in command in the coven.

“What are you talking about Amber?” “He had you believe him. I bet you weren’t expecting that were you?” “Breydon?” She rolls her eyes and stands over me “You really are naive. Did you really think the vampires would be on your side?” slamming a foot into my ribs, the bones cracking. The darkness was snaking its way through me, Reaper was ready to kill her, to tear every inch of her apart and devour her body but I tried to stay in control, I needed more answers even if it meant taking a beating.

"Wake up." Reyna’s skin had healed and vampires weren’t that easy to kill. While he sat contemplating his next move, she gasped in his arms. The vampiress blinked as she gulped more air and looked around. Aluxious had no explanation for the relief that washed over him when she locked those topaz blue gaze on him.

Horrified hearing Cole screaming in pain, I could not move, shocked at the thought that the man I cared so much about would die in this fight because I was selfish to prove myself to the team and greedy to be on his side. The female vampire on top of me hissed and lowered her head, opening her mouth and showing her fangs to bite my arm, but before her teeth could sink into my skin, Cole had pierced the stake at her back. If not for Cole, she would have bitten me. I pushed the dead body to the side, but my heart stopped beating when I saw Cole growling with rage, baring his fangs at the vampire attacking behind him. My mouth gaped open, shocked and terrified to see his sky-blue eyes shifting

He was caught off guard and was now drenched. Aaliyah was frozen to the spot she was sitting. Becca was the second person whom she had ever seen use powers which were even similar to Malia’s. On the day they arrived at Vernon's cove, the flames that burnt the flesh of those vampires were blue, whereas the flames that Becca used were more an orange, red like color.

Camlin retrieved the rapier to toss it again. “Vampires,” Kayla whispered as realization struck her. The rapier was of silver, and it burned the soldier. The three v’s on their arm badges. Terror consumed Kayla. “V Empire.” A loud bang. The glass wall behind Kayla and the rest shattered, shards of glass flying through the air. They parried the shards with their hands shielding their eyes, swiveling their heads aside. Some shrieked and bent over. The next second, one of the vampires flew into the room through the broken glass and grabbed Kayla, disappearing immediately.