Vampire Swords Novels & Stories

In fact, she can't wait to see them die. The five vampires glare at the four with greed. They even salivate as they see the blood all over the ground. Despite the four shooing them away, three male vampires rush towards the three gangsters. They appear next to them, one facing his prey, one appears on his prey's back, and the last one appears on his prey's side. They are more likely to compete with each other who can drain the blood of their prey. The three male vampires thrust their fangs to their necks simultaneously, and drained their blood.

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.

The old vampire smiled and nodded. "We have much to discuss young one but first let me give you the true sword that ended your family," Marcos said as he turned the hilt out for Lucian. "It is the Torrent sword. The only weapon that steals souls immediately and traps them within. Your parents' souls are locked within its steel," Marcos said sullenly and Lucian held up the sword with a frown. Marcos, seeing the black rapier I was still holding, nodded. "You still have the other, impressive," Marcos grinned.

“I’m going to go undercover as a worker there and go into the basement. All right, get your weapons ready. Gather in the basement. Eleven o’clock.” “Yes, Sir!” I got a simple but also dangerous position. Just imagine that almost all the visitors there are vampires. The cold-hearted bloodsucking creatures that regard humans as farm animals. They are the worst. I took a black sleeveless shirt from the wardrobe and put it on. As usual, I braid my hair to the right. This will make it easier to move my body later. Finish. My hands grabbed a pair of swords I hung on the wall of the room. This sword is my favorite weapon. Every vampire who gets hit by this sword, even if it’s just a slight scratch,

A swordsman suddenly appeared and fought fiercely with the despot. the king then turned into a giant dragon demon, with a very terrible and terrible power. The dragon demon fought by destroying everything nearby into rubble. The battle between the swordsman and the giant demon lasted for three days and three nights with the sky continuing to be black, at the end of their battle. With the remaining strength of the swordsman, the giant demon finally succeeded in being sealed and turned into a sword with a terrible aura.

CARACK! The whips of blood were just as sturdy as steel, were flexible, and any part of them were as sharp as a well maintained enchanted swords edge. "Damnit!" One vampire cut his hand and sheathed his personal sword before holding out his hand opening his palm. After a momentary pause a sabre shaped sword made of blood formed into his hand. "Die you crazy bitch!"

Loren leaned against the wall, huffing tirelessly . " What happened to you?" I rushed at him but he pushed me back. Being stubborn I grabbed Loren's hand. Thick blood has soaked his right hand sleeve. " You got hurt?" I was about to tear off his sleeve to see how deep his wound was just then hundreds of vampire knights leapt down. They had swords whose blades were carved out in silver. ' Is Loren wounded by one of these swords?' I stood there dumbfounded. These vampires are totally prepared for everything. They know werewolves can be killed by silver so they casted their swords out of silver.

Great, he was drunk! He stumbled out of the darkness, into the pale moonlight. He was, from what I could discern between the shadows covering his appearance, beautiful. He had thick, dark black hair which hung messily in his face and eyes the colour of gold which peered through his silky strands of hair. His sharp white fangs shone brilliantly in the light. He looked about eighteen, though, he could have been one hundred. Vampires aged up to a certain point and then they ceased to age entirely, preserving their youthful appearances for an eternity. There was, however, something familiar about this vampire. I knew I’d seen him before. I just... Could not quite place him. The dim forest wasn’t

He didn’t look concerned but he didn't look too happy either "What’s wrong with that sword?" "Those swords are made from silver. Commonly used during our civil wars when we tried to kill each other. Our version of kryptonite and even holding it is dangerous. The only way for vampires to hold them is by gripping the gold end. It won’t be fatal to royalties but it will leave a mark on them and it will definitely hurt like hell. It will take time for them to heal and before that were to happen, both man has to withstand the pain while they are fighting for their life." "You really think they would kill each other for me?" Her eyes widen with fear.

At last, our spies come walking into the office. "Alpha, Luna, we are back. The vampires are practicing. They practiced with swords. The swords have silver blades. We saw Iona and Daniela also practicing. We do not know what they are planning, but their witches are doing all kinds of magic on the swords," One of the spies says.