Vampires Demons の小説・ストーリー

My heart was filled with worry and yearning; I only wanted to be close to him for a second, just a second. Everyone gathered around, and the atmosphere suddenly felt intense. Leo and the vampires started the ritual, saying strange words and gesticulating weirdly to summon the demon. They individually bit their veins and poured their blood into a chalice, then mixed it and drank from it. It was all so frightening to watch. I watched in horror and desperation as the ritual unfolded. The air felt strange, like something from another world was entering ours. The chanting got louder, and smoke surrounded Adrian. I realized how serious this was and what could actually happen next. My heart raced w

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live. “Where am I?” He spoke lowly,as if calculating his next words as he looked around. Instantly, memories began rushing in,the clashing of swords,the grunting of men,the cries of innocent and weak souls as the demons attacked in their numbers. “You’re safe my Lord” the witch replied, placing her treasures and portions back in the box. “The war was fierce, right now,the demons have taken Dominion over zikia,any vampire who dares return there will face a brutal death” s

She'd attack me with her fangs and pointed nails and she wouldn't wait a second to drink my blood and he started the car. "Oh! Come on dad. It was your plan. You told me yesterday that you got bored of eating mum's cooked food.She already drinks your blood everyday by scaring you like an angry bird. Anyways, if she is a vampire then you are also the leader of your pack and your brave daughter is always with you." She gave a high-five to her dad. "Wait, wait. You said my brave daughter. Where is my brave daughter? " He asked and turned back to see.

And everyone started screaming while the rain started to fall fallowed by lightning's while the surroundings suddenly turns dark. Waylan just stood up and watch what is happening. "What is happening!" everyone asked. And from that burned mountain you can see creatures running going towards humans. They are the vampires who live from the burning mountain. They attack humans out of anger. "No!" Waylan murmured when one vampire attacked her.

Cocking her head, Livia frowned at him. "I don’t understand." Her eyes went wide as it hit her. "Oh my god, I get it. So, if they make vampires popular in movies and books, demons will become stronger because more humans are glorifying them. Same for witches and werewolves and everything else, yes?" "Exactly." "Holy shit. I wonder how much I affected them in my Twilight phase as a kid." Joseph growled, "Those fucking movies! The "vampire" and "werewolf" demons were out of control. The "underworld demons" were pissed. They’d been top dogs for most of what"—he glanced at Leon—"like the last thousand years?"

I t was a young girl with flowing hair the color of the sun, and clear blue eyes, like the sky in autumn, calm and peaceful. Then suddenly, the thick ancient characters quickly retreated, burrowing into the wrists of the two people standing here, a human and a blood-sucking demon. Selina touched the mark on her wrist. The scarlet mark came to life, then the red disappeared, becoming a dreary black. Her pale skin highlights the image of a pair of tangerine swans. Selina looked at the mark on her hand in horror, and in the vampire's silver-gray eyes, there was an indescribable surprise.

To the strong, fear due to their level of power; but in the face of these monsters, it is an innate terror, something born in the hearts of living beings. Vampires, by nature, are the predators of everything that lives, of those that live in the light. Even though in this world and outside there are beings that live in darkness or that their nature is evil, vicious, or of a destructive nature; they are not compared to a vampire. The only similar ones are the Demons, but still, there are differences. The soldiers did not stop trembling, trying to seek strength from who knows where, but even so the desire to flee intensified.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

Meryl is the one to speak this tìme. "The kid you just so happened to save that day is a Werewolf. The upcoming alpha to their pack. We used that as a advantage to call a truce. One less enemy." I nod taking it in. So basically I helped them. But then again; what was a demon doing with A werewolf kid? "Since demons and Vampires are seen as one. Does that mean you all have a hand in the disappearance of kids?" I ask curiously. Meryl shakes her head. "We call them Daimons. They're supposed to be good but they're not. Its risky for a vampire any demon to have an offspring." Meryl starts to say.