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So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

“She was a foundling. We took her in as a toddler. Nothing more is known about her.” The doctor sighed. “Well, it’s no matter now, I suppose. The most important thing at the moment is for her to keep her strength up while she transitions into her new life as a vampire.” Walking over, he set two blood pouches on the tray beside my bed. On top of them, he placed a glossy pamphlet with a smiling cartoon bat on the front, like something for children. Adjusting to Life as a Vampire, it read. “For your strength,” he said, nodding at the pouches. “Drink one now, and one before you sleep.”

When she found him arching an eyebrow, she added, “Stay with me all the time while I will be in the vampire world since I know nothing about this new place.” “Don’t worry,” he assured her. “Ness and I will be there, so will Phil and Pristine. As I said, the vampire world is kinda similar to the human world in case of buildings and roads, but it is always nighttime there.” “Wow,” she uttered. “How do you know the time then?” “We aren’t savages, we do have a clock,” he deadpanned. “Let’s head to the Bellmor jungle.” “Why?” she asked in confusion. “That jungle is near my home. Are you planning to expose me to my dad or wh—”

They stepped inside. Raven’s sharp blue eyes scanned the spines—titles in languages older than Arcadia Prime, bindings of shadow-leather and bone. Victoria moved with purpose, fingers trailing over volumes until she stopped before a thick tome bound in matte black hide that drank the light rather than reflected it. Silver script crawled across the cover like living veins: *Intricate Military Command of the Dead* *Advanced Studies in the Art of Necromantic Warfare* Raven reached up—standing on tiptoe—and pulled it free. The weight surprised her; this was no slim intermediate text. This was dense, heavy with diagrams of battlefield sigils, troop formations of the risen, rites for coordinating

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Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

No matter how sober or intoxicated a human appeared to be their eyes should never glimpse one's Supernatural gifts unless they are to be met with death or sworn secrecy. None of the four Vampires had much regard for rules tonight and none of them planned on going near the sloppy drunk who was out of shape and appeared to be in his fifties. The stench the man exuded was all it took for the Vampires to dismiss the thought of ending his life at the start of their illimitable blood-lust night out.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les