Romans & histoires Vampire Survivors Find 5 Golden Fingers

The survivors scattered, seeking refuge in the darkest corners of the warehouse, desperately hoping to evade their impending doom. "We need to find a way out of here," Mark whispered, his voice filled with determination. "There's a back exit, but we have to move quickly and quietly. Stay low and stay together." As they cautiously made their way through the maze-like corridors of the warehouse, the survivors could hear the bloodcurdling screams and growls echoing through the building. The werewolves were closing in, their senses heightened by their supernatural abilities. Suddenly, a pair of glowing yellow eyes emerged from the darkness, fixating on the group. It was the newly turned werewolf

All three of them spit on him, as if it was rehearsed. My feet moved on their own toward the pup and in a couple large strides I scooped him up. He had a binky in his mouth and it moved, he was fast asleep. I cradled him to my chest and listened to Tyler gurgle, trying to breathe. Zach quickly slit the throat of the male he was holding and several others were killed by Shadows like a flash. Out of nowhere, the vamps fell from the sky. “Good work everyone, the demons will feast tonight,” Godfrey said, smiling.

I gasped when I looked at my wet fingers. Paul lifted my chin and looked down into my face. With his thumb he touched one of my tears. "Kim …" My tears were clear. They were no longer blood. "What's happening to me?" I moaned. He examined his wet finger. "I don't know, but do you think …" I shook my head. I didn't want him to jinx it by saying it out loud. Was it possible that a Vampire dead over a year could become human again?

Ravel breaks free, dragging me into the wastes as the spire collapses. "You hesitated," she accuses, her grip bruising. "I saw things-" "They're *lies*." She shoves me. "The Bloom's gone. The garden's gone. But you're still its puppet." My shadow twists, gold tendrils snaking toward her. She doesn't flinch. "Do it," she dares. "Prove me right." --- **The Survivors' Gambit** We find the others in a ravine-two dozen souls huddled around a dying fire. They recoil at the gold in our eyes.

I sat beside the table while Hale remained standing behind me. “You will need both of them,” Vespera explained. She indicated Hale's hand. Then mine. Hale extended his palm without hesitation. Vespera pricked his finger, and a single drop of dark red blood fell into the basin. The liquid shuddered but remained still. Then Vespera looked at me. I held out my hand. The needle pierced my fingertip, drawing a tiny bead of blood that fell into the basin beside Hale's. The moment our blood touched, the chamber erupted in golden light.

I whispered while playing with my hands. “Hm, you have to tell me about that tomorrow, for now, what matters is you are safe, the murder was brutal,” Pau opened up to me. “It is truly brutal, those two humans were on a date at the edge of the cliff to see the sunset and then…were murdered there, somebody played with their sliced fingers as their blood was probably sucked out of them,” Judeo explained. “S-So the murderers are vampires?” I raised my tone, but none of them said a word until we heard a noise.

“Not before you open your mouth!” Ruby stuck her fingers between Vata's cheeks. The jaw that tries to move ends up locked shut, holding the mouth in a gaping position. Tick. Tick. Tick. Three drops of blood flow down the throat. The hazel eyes of the vampire destroyer lit up with satisfaction. Haris withdrew his hand. He and Ruby walked down the stairs, waiting for the most crucial moment. Vata writhed uncontrollably. His black nails scratched at his neck, where a burning sensation penetrated. "No! Oh no! Hot!"

Unfortunately, Lucas was already in a ready stance. He raised his finger, and a golden aura surrounded it. "Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" Golden beams of light shot out from his finger as if it was a machine gun. The Rank 2 wolves that were infected with the zombie virus could not defend against Lucas’ Solar Finger. Consequently, they fell to the ground and died after taking only a single shot. The sight made Cherry's pupils shrink. Golden aura… a Grade SSS Genetic Fighter! The ferocious wolves dropped to the ground before she could even witness it properly.

Rainer It took me several days to track down the Blood Takers. They kept moving and seemed to travel in a pattern anyone would call confusing. They’re not travelling in a straight line. They’ve been turning left and right into different territories, keeping to the woods and out of sight. I finally found them through sheer luck as I intercepted a message about one of the Blood Takers dying. Through that message, I found the campsite where they buried two bodies, a male vampire and a female shifter–without a head. The request for back-up works perfectly in my favor. Even with their initial suspicion, they let me into the group, and Lydia Nightstone is within my sight.

She touched my hand, and almost instantly the light was gone. I felt different, more powerful, and less like what I've felt before. I knocked on the safehouse door and told them to take care of grandma while I decided to go around the pack and see if anyone was still alive. Ashley decided to go with me while Devante was still at the door. We could see the bodies of those Vampires who had tried breaking down the wall of the lighthouse. They were burnt so bad, they would never be the same again. We entered the second pack-house first, desperately hoping some of the Silverline Pack members were still alive.