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He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

When he sat back down, he switched on the desk lamp and blew out the candles. “I found something very interesting,” he said, picking up a thick leather-bound manuscript from the far corner of his desk. “In here.” He opened the book and thumbed through the pages. “This is one of the most comprehensive volumes about vampires I've ever found. It has a large chapter on grafhym.” Leesa watched him anxiously, wondering what he had found that concerned her mom. They had already decided her mom might actually have encountered a one-fanged vampire—perhaps Professor Clerval had discovered something that proved it. But what she heard next was even better.

"The forbidden river. It's boiling. Steam everywhere. And I saw them. I saw a wolf and a vampire. They were fighting by the water." "You're sure it was a vampire?" Marcus demands. "Yes, sir. Pale skin, Red eyes, and Fangs. Definitely vampire." "And the wolf?" I hesitate. "I couldn't see clearly. Too much steam. But it was one of ours.” Marcus's face goes pale. "Stay here, don't leave I'll be back." He disappears into the Alpha's private chambers. I can hear shouting inside. Then Alpha Dante emerges, his face dark with rage. "Gather everyone," Dante orders. "Every pack member, every elder. Gather everyone, Now."

Eugene had spent years documenting how different anomalies hunted, fed, and reproduced. One entry caught my attention: Class C Masqueraders present unique challenges. Unlike Mimics, which copy surface behavior, Masqueraders consume their victims entirely and become them. Memories, mannerisms, even emotional responses are replicated perfectly. The only reliable detection method is Intent testing, but this requires specialized equipment most Hunters lack. Case Study 47: Subject believed to be Chancellor Algernon Chavez failed Intent testing three times. Recommend immediate termination. Request denied by House Augustus. The subject remains in position despite evidence of replacement.

We kiss with a fever pitch for a couple of minutes and I relish his big warm hands on my skin as they roam wherever they please. When he finally fists his dick and I impale myself, I instantly know this is what my body needs. So, we go at it for a couple of minutes like two horny teenagers, even though we’re not anymore. I grind on him as my breasts rub against his chest and I relish how our bodies feel together. “Yeah baby, ride my dick,” he groans, before licking over his marking spot and sucking. Suddenly a very cold chill hits my spine, practically paralyzing me. Mase stops too, and we both turn our heads at the same time to see five vampires on the deck of the house.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

I slowly sipped on the delicious red wine, struggling against chugging the entire thing. It truly was delicious. “So, I have to pledge myself to vampires?” I finally asked the question that’s been weighing on my mind. “What would that look like?” “It’s a blood oath,” Joseph explained. “They need to know that they can trust you. Once you give them a taste of your blood, they will be able to see into your spirits, and their senses on you will be heightened. They will know if you’re lying or telling the truth. They will know where you are around the world—”

“I feel that this is it. Whatever it is I am meant to find, I feel that it is here. My father, he said that the island was a big place. I think that what he meant was that the Notre Dame was not the only place on the island to search. That our final clue is beside the Notre Dame.” They walked to the door, preparing to open it, when suddenly, the door opened wide, startling them. Before them stood a tall, strikingly beautiful vampire, wearing a white robe and hood. She pulled it back, revealing light blue eyes and long, brown hair. She looked right at Caitlin and smiled. “Caitlin,” she said. “We have been awaiting you. Welcome.” Caitlin and Caleb exchanged a glance. The woman stepped aside, a

“Yes, and I found it rather interesting. What was he doing praying on a child?” “You have no business here, stranger, and you need to leave unless you feel like joining my clan and being one of my pets. You’re yummy enough that I could use fresh blood.” Mara purred. Dominic shuttered with the thought. She was an older vampire, created a while ago and had red glowing eyes, the palest skin one could have, and almost white hair. She repulsed him because she smelled like bad news, evil, and disgust rolled in one. “No! I am not here to join, but to inquire. Are you the leader of this clan, then?”