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he replied, and was surprised to realize how gravelly his own voice had become. They reached the top of the hill, walked across the wide marble plaza and up a long flight of marble steps leading to the temple entrance. Standing guard under the portico were a dozen huge vampires, dressed in all black. They wore elaborate velvet cloaks, despite the heat, with a broad red sash crossing over them. They hissed back in greeting, and Sam could see their long fangs protruding. He looked down and saw their hands were irregular: each had only two fingers and a thumb, long and pointy, with nails that stretched for inches and were sharpened to a point. Their skin was stark white, and covered in blisters

CHAPTER FOUR (NEW MOON) Chapter 4: The Goddess’ Blessed At that moment, the noble vampire still had a person in his arms. He had his head down while diligently sucking on her neck. Mallory’s gaze slowly went down and realized how awfully familiar the figure in his deathly embrace was.

But I saw her green eyes moving back and forth, her lips parting then shutting then parting again as if she wasn’t sure how to begin. “Chloe,” I whispered. “You’re still you,” she said quietly. “I know it’s still you in there. But Mira, you’re a vampire now, and vampires... What they did to us for years and years, before the war ended, before any of this.” Her fingers tightened around her book, claws slightly extended so that they ripped right through the cover of the shirtless man with long hair. “The vampires took a lot from my family. More than most people around here know.”

Drake, undeterred by Chassy's resilience, hissed, "Your defiance is futile, Chastity. The vampires will prevail, and your kind will kneel before us." Chassy, refusing to succumb to Drake's provocations, retorted with a snarl, "We will never yield to the likes of you. Our strength lies in unity, and the moon goddess watches over us." As their battle raged on, the moon bore witness to the clash between the vampire and Lycan, a microcosm of the larger war unfolding between the Red Moon Pack and the vampire coven. The outcome of this skirmish held implications for the broader conflict, and Chassy fought with the knowledge that the fate of her pack rested on her shoulders.

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Update Scheduel: 33 2/2 34 2/5 35 2/6 36 2/9 37 2/12 38 2/13 39 2/16 40 2/19 41 2/20 42 2/23 43 2/26 44 2/27 Updating every Sunday, wednesday, and Saturday of February. Hey guys~! These next chapters are going to be eye opening. There is a lot of information coming in thick in these chapters. There is a few things about where Malakai went. Who the neighboring alphas are... and of course why does Lamia feel so passionate about killing the pack. I won't say too much but if you're enjoying this, tell me what you think is behind Lamia's intentions? Should Vivienne end up with Brendon? Do you think Malakai is truly okay? Will the pack be able to defeat Lamia and her vampire army?

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

After I was done I got into my pyjamas and tucked myself to sleep,then went to dream land. I ran swiftly on the forest ground, my heat thumped rapidly. I felt chills upon my skin as I kept running. I could still hear their claws, just as I felt I had lost them, I stopped to catch my breath, I took a look around trying to see if I was in the clear. Then the crunching of dried leaves from behind me was heard. I was surrounded by all five of them, all of them fully transformed, I stopped moving and watched them slowly, I examined their movement then lifted my hands at them, my eyes bloodshot, veins popping out and hair standing, I felt something in me begging to be realeased, I grabbed two guys

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

As she stood in the center of the room, held in place by the attendants, Kyle stepped off to the side, folded his hands, and lowered his head in reverence. Before the assembly sat an immense stone chair. It looked like a throne. She looked up and saw that seated in it was a vampire who looked older than the others. She could tell that he was absolutely ancient. There was something about his cold, blue eyes. They stared down at her as if they had seen 10,000 years. She hated the feeling of his eyes on her. They were evil itself. “So,” he said, his voice a low rumble. “This is the one who breached our territory,” he said. His voice was gravelly and had absolutely no warmth in it. It echoed in