Vampires In Oblivion Novels & Stories

We knew the risks that came with patrolling what lied outside the borders, the constant threat of vampire ambushes lingering in the shadows. The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the dense trees, as if foreshadowing the impending doom. Suddenly, a chilling gust of wind rustled the leaves, sending a shiver down my spine. I tightened my grip on the handles, a silent warning passing through my mind. Out of nowhere, a large group of vampires appeared. Their eyes were glowing red, and their pale faces showed evil grins. They moved incredibly fast and attacked our patrol from all sides.

"Well what need would there be to trust me any way? I'm just your wayward son anyway. What use would I be right?" I walk on this time heading to Victor's. I already played my card, now I'm waiting for him to bite the bait. In truth, I'm hoping they aren't stupid enough to go against the vampires. I thought they were regular flight-fight type creatures, but with the revelation of their abilities, we didn't stand a chance. We're basically sitting ducks for them. We don't know how many there are or what entirety of them were capable of. This was a f***ing twilight zone. A war waiting to happen.

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

His command echoed in the empty space as he took a handful of gulps of the blood given to him. Reid motioned one of his men and the vampire hiding his disgust ripped a part of his shirt before licking on it and wrapping it around her wound. Middle ranked vampires like Reid saliva had healing power while lowest ones like most servants couldn't heal anyone except themselves, and even their bodies would heal after many days and even months.

I shrugged and leaned back to enjoy the show until it was my turn, and that was when I noticed Vladimir's eyes locked on Naomi. Vladimir was one of the original Vamps, and so he had better abilities than me. I was part of the 2nd generation of vampires after them. I didn't like the look in his eyes as he looked at Naomi. It was as if he was envisioning drinking from her, even though his own pet was sitting at his feet while he rubbed her head. A thought came into my mind then. Had he sniffed Naomi's blood when we had talked earlier? He sure has the ability to do so.

"How dare you—" "Arrgh!" The screams had begun. Neratomay leaped from their seats as Hybrids swarmed rapidly into the room. They did not have the speed of the Vampire, but the rapid way in which they attacked allowed them to take out the closest Vampires. The Hybrids knew what they were doing. They lopped off heads with swiping claws that held razor sharp talons. They bit through throats and severed spinal cords causing heads to fall limply before the Vampire turned to dust. Seven or eight Omicrons entered the hall and within seconds had killed half a dozen Vampires. Some Vampires had quickly flashed away but not the Elders. They were snarling and joining the fight. Some had even turned into

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

It can't be. *** The previous day, below the city's ground... The black haired girl skipped through the falling ceiling and dead bodies. She stopped just outside of storage. Her hair swung, revealing a golden eagle with red eyes on her leather jacket. "Where are the rest?" asked someone behind her. She turned around, revealing her green eyes and tanned skin. Her short frame doesn't make her afraid despite the blonde muscular guy standing in front of her. "They're coming," she answered. "Good. Do you have any information on Victor Clyde?"

And Blake observed what was happening from above the tower. "There's fire," he stated. "Let me go down there and see what is happening. Stay here, okay?" Olivia nodded. Even though she was a bit shaken, she managed to calm down and observe the other part of Crescent Hills from the tower. But that was when she saw it was no ordinary fire. "Vampires," she muttered. She saw the cloaked figures of people coming inside the gates of Crescent Hill. One. Two. Three. She tried counting them, but they were just too many of them.

“Well at least I won’t get bored,” Surrounded by savage, burning creatures, Olivia summoned her silver Madien and prepared to engage. “Five against one. Doesn’t seem fair for these guys, Olivia said. “Then let’s make it even tougher for them,” a second voice outter. Behind Olivia appeared a spivaling done of purple voodoo magic with voodoo relics spinning around it. Out of this dome appear Scott Nollex; the vamp wolf and Sam Ethol, the voodoo child. “Took you long enough,”