Novel & Cerita Vampire Versus Zombies

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

Avoiding bites would be rule number one when fighting a vampire. The oncoming zombie had cut the distance between them by half. Rave turned to face it. “You have to do something to stop their brains,” Cali said, recalling every zombie movie she had ever seen. “In the movies, they shoot or stab them in the head.” “You girls stay here,” Rave said. He looked at Dral and Bain. “I’ll take care of this one. You get the other two.” The two volkaanes nodded.

His men followed him like a wave of fur and teeth, tearing into the vampires and ripping heads from shoulders. The battlefield went from silent to a scream in a heartbeat. The dead vampires were standing up, their eyes glowing with a sick, green light. They didn't care about pain anymore. They were like puppets on strings, and Dracula was the one pulling them. "Break their necks!" Zayn’s voice was like a crack of thunder. "If they have no heads, they cannot bite! Rip them apart!" Zayn didn't wait. He shifted back into his giant black wolf form, but he looked even bigger than before.

Cameron said as one of the bodies snapped its teeth at the birds that pecked it, the food trying to eat that which sought to eat it. “Yep,” Jules agreed grimly. “They’re all still… Well, pfft,” he blew out his breath. “Can’t call them alive.” “Feisty?” Harry suggested. “That will do it,” Jules smiled up at his mate. “The bodies on the ground are still feisty. We have the zombie-infected sheep and the true zombie-sheep.” “Will vampire blood cure the infected ones, do you think?” Cameron wondered. “Or hybrid blood?”

Hunter weapons did not work on a vampire as rare as Death. The halls were silent, save for the clicking of our careful steps and heavy breathing. Mr and Mrs Veneziano seemed to know what they were doing, so did my parents. All we needed to do, was make sure we did exactly as we were told. Of course Haydon and I were not known for such things, and secretly, Haydon had decided to think up his own plan, and I did the same, neither one of us uttering our plan to one another or to our parents. Both, uttering a secret goodbye with each step we took, further into my home. This had to end here. Soon, Haydon and I caught a hold of Death’s scent and immediately we gave each other a look.

It seemed like he was provoking the man even more, as his teeth gritted and he threw a punch at Daniel. Daniel quickly dodged it, but then the other vampires rushed toward him. There were six of them in the room and more outside. I didn't know if Daniel could handle all of them, as he seemed to be struggling already, having taken down only four so far. I couldn't help him; I was taken aback by their strength and the brutality with which they killed each other. They acted like wild beasts, tearing and snapping each other's necks. Dust filled the air as heads were severed, the quickest way to kill creatures like them.

Angry vampire, werewolf and vampire are enemies of each other, when they meet, only one will survive. "You kill humans, vampires kill humans, werewolves protect humans, werewolves kill vampires, that's for sure, you should know when to stop. Even if you kill me, what if in the future what if If you kill a human, you will also be killed by other werewolves."

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.

The attacker, a vampire with glowing eyes, snarled. "Impressive, Scott Thane," The Vampire said, his voice dripping with malice. "I expected nothing less." "You know I'm just that good, Kalus," Scott replied, his eyes locked onto the vampire. Kalus sneered. "You may have bested me before, but not this time." Scott's smile was confident. "You sure about that?" Kalus gestured to the surrounding vampires. "Take a look around." Scott was surrounded, outnumbered. "Not good," I whispered to myself, concern etched on my face.Scott's elemental powers were still suppressed by the Benched Stone. This battle didn't look good.

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.