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Towering trees loomed above, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching for the sky. "Alright, listen up!" Venom barked, his voice echoing through the group. "You're all going to pair up, "Snake and Hardin," "Reaper and Stalker," "Ghost and Butcher," "Sniper and Mauler. You're all equipped with gold detectors. Your mission is to find the gold and get out alive." "If any of you find the Gold first, signal the others through your mouthpiece, and we will join you later, please be careful, " Venom said.

Simon gave us long rubber gloves after taking them from two warriors who had a box full of gloves while explaining his reason to doubt those dead bodies. I also took a pair of gloves and wore them without any hesitation. “I don’t know if you have noticed or not, Sylvester, but Miranda had two puncture marks on her wrist.” Norman said to me through mind-link. “Let’s talk about that later. For now, observe their bodies carefully and try to find their origin. Rogue vampires are not rare, but their number here is alarming.” I instructed him through mind-link while listening to Albert and Simon. I scowled darkly with disgust when their rotten smell started assaulting my nostrils.

The five bullets were shot and ended up in the skulls of five vampires who were the guards of the mansion where Vincent was. As expected, the bodies of the five vampires immediately burned and turned to ashes. Realizing that something was strange, about seventy vampires came out of the shadows and spread to all corners of the mansion. Reinhard pressed the communication channel that was in his right ear. "The bait has been eaten. Looks like all of Vincent's underlings have come out of hiding. There's probably more than fifty in number." In the front yard, a girl appeared holding a large scythe. The scythe that resembled the weapon that the Grim Reaper had always held was held in one hand by a

“Destroy them all.” I gripped onto his shirt as a battle exploded in the darkness, his men already getting the true heir to the Phantomhive family out of harm's way. The last thing I saw before the prince dragged me away from the line of fire was Elizabeth going down into the mud, surrounded by Silas’ men. Though my thoughts were elsewhere, what would happen to my saviour? Would Vincent survive? What happens to vampires who come up against diamond and live? Would he ever be the same?

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.

I observed her expression start getting changed. Another cry escaped from my throat when I felt immense pain because those fucking bastards broke my leg this time. And that’s when it happened, a terrifying roar echoed in that warehouse like an angry beast. I looked toward the sound of that roar and found the head of that vampire in the hand of a beautiful golden wolf. I rotated my eyes and looked for Amber but she was nowhere to be found in the fact the silver chain was broken in which her soft and tiny wrist was tied. My eyes were back to the golden wolf who looked pissed and was glaring at everyone.

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

replied Old Flint, instantly causing a chill to run down Ray’s spine. As it turned out, the vampires used this wheel to calculate when exactly they needed to suck fresh blood, and the thought of it alone was honestly spine tingling… At that moment, one of Lech’s team members could be seen stretching out his hand to grab what seemed to be a pearl—that was embedded on one of the stone walls—as he shouted, “Hey captain, there’s a pearl here! I’m sure it’ll sell for a lot!” Upon realizing what was happening, Gerald instantly yelled, “Don’t pluck it off the wall!”

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

The elder vampire showed no sign of pain and glared up at Mason with the sickest smirk he'd ever worn. "Did you really think it'd be that easy?" Mason's eyes darkened and he watched as Demitri snapped his fingers, resulting in hordes of vampires pouring in from both sides. He immediately withdrew the sword from the elder vampire's chest and moved over to stand in front of Harley. His eyes barely left Demitri as he crouched down and put his hand to where blood had trickled down the right side of her head. He reached out a shaking hand and ran two fingers across the wounded area, smearing the blood and staining his fingers. The burning deep within his throat began to rise and his fangs began t