Vampire Survivors Blue Reaper Novels & Stories

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.

He wore a blue robe, black trousers and a blue buttoned shirt; his clothes telling me that he was from a high standing family, maybe one that fought with or against Silas. He stood, indicating that Berus may stand; but only him. “Ah, warlock, you have returned with my guests as promised; well done.” “Yes master, they are in one piece as promised also.” Berus smiled warmly, something I had never seen him do, not unless there was ill intent behind it. “Which one is Luna?” A female vampire asked, her petite build quite small and fragile looking for a vampire, though I guessed she was anything but fragile.

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.

Not what she expected from a gang compound. They walked down a hall. Through a door into a massive office with large desk and windows. A man was seated by the desk on his fifties maybe. Gray at his temples. Same sharp eyes as Ghost. Same way of looking at people like they were nothing.. "Sit." The Vipers shoved them into chairs. Remove the zips, Maya felt relieved around her wrist and rubbed it. They were red marks where the plastic cut in. "I'm Reaper," the man said. "Ghost was my brother."

The Frag Grenade detonated behind her, sending her squad scrambling. Gunfire erupted from the upper floors of the surrounding building ,enemies dug in like rats. Viper dove behind a rusted car, her heart pounding as bullets pinged off the metal. She peeked over the hood, lining up a shot. One enemy dropped. Then another. But they kept coming. A shadow moved beside her broad shoulders, the eerie glow of blue circuits beneath synthetic armor. Reaper. "Need backup?" His helmet tilted mockingly.

"If you don't want to help, I will!" I started walking. I hadn't taken three steps before the sun suddenly disappeared. The sky darkened a bit as if it was going to rain. I looked at a man with blue eyes. I was surprised to see that vampire. "Who is he? He's handsome!" "Oh my god! Is that what we will see here at school? I'm not leaving!” “Is that Craven? Oh Em Ghieeeee!” I heard the screams of female vampires. They are like cockroaches and bees. My God! They are a pain in the ears!

I turned to him, my face full of concern. "We have to be super vigilant, reapers can now simply hunt you. You could end up in the void and I have no desire to have to retrieve you from that monotone realm," I mumbled bitterly. Ellis was nodding. I rubbed my eyes as my skin started to tingle, signaling another reaper close by. No sooner did I blink and Lestat entered into the hall where we were at, carrying a long sword. I cursed and pulled Ellis behind myself. He yelled,"what?" I told him a reaper had appeared and he looked around frantically as I clenched my fist and opened it calling on my family inherited scythe. All the Reoch members had one because my great grandfather Darassan, was onc

But before he could complete his sentence, his eyes widened in horror. Dabria had stabbed his dark soul with the dagger of Eve. Dabria pulled the dagger out and stepped away from him. Dark flames engulfed Adrian's dark soul. His horrified screams shook the Karts pack lands. "You forgot again that I am not just a vampire. I am a reaper vampire hybrid. And as a reaper, I can kill you with whatever weapon I possess." Dabria finally answered the question Adrian asked her right before his soul was completely burnt.

They were blue. The last time her eyes had been blue, she had barely been strong enough to keep them open. She lived her life numb to the sound of a beeping monitor. She did not think that vampires were real. The last time her eyes had been blue, she had only known of humans. For the past nearly ten years, Claire’s eyes had been a deep violet. A violent shade of purple. Elias explained that when vampires had been created, they were marked different by a rush of red to their eyes. It marked them as demons. But over time, those with the brightest eyes had been killed off, unable to sire their own lines. Only those with the weakest red survived. Eventually, it came to the point that a vampire’s

King Raphael and his minion are long gone. “Well, that didn’t go over as well as I was hoping,” Reyes says. I turn, seeing him covered in blood, just as I am. A vampire on the floor twitches and he smashes its head with his foot. I turn and look at the humans. “Get out and stay away from vampires,” I tell them. They nod, their eyes wide, racing from the room. Some are dead, trampled in the stampede to get to me and Reyes, and some are still recovering on the floor from being drained nearly to death.