Novel & Cerita Vampires Mcr

She swallowed hard and I could see the fear in her eyes. “You…” she breathed, staring at me like she had seen a ghost. She rose her trembling hand and pointed directly at me. “You’re … you’re a vam…vamp…vampire!!”

AUTHOR'S NOTE: AM SO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY SHORT BUT DON'T WORRY I'LL MAKE MY OTHER CHAPTERS LONG. NOW ACCORDING TO POPULAR DEMANDS BY MY OTHER READERS AND FOLLOWERS, I'VE DECIDED TO HOLD A COMPETITION FOR THE FAVOURITE HEARTHROB IN "MATED TO A VAMPIRE" AND OUR CONTESTANTS ARE: 1). Axel. 2). Hunter. 3). Cary. 4). Sebastien. 5). Kai. 6). Jude. 7). Beck. 8). Dale (even if he was just introduced in the story, I was still asked to add him to the list).

Marcus didn’t respond straight away, but he rolled up his shirt sleeves, as though he was already getting ready for battle. “Where do you want to start?” “I need to improve my ability to slip into vampire mode. Typically, I can manage it fairly well, but when there are crystals nearby, I often find that I need the taste of blood first to fully activate my powers.” Accessing blood wasn’t always straightforward, especially in situations where I needed to rely on my abilities without any warning. The last thing I wanted was to delve into the other element that demanded better control—avoiding the fatal consequence of harming Brodie.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

___________________________________ The Founding Ten Families: Vampire Houses- House Blackwell: Based in Charleston, South Carolina. Oversees finance and wealth management for the Accord. House Vortova: Based in Anchorage, Alaska. Controls the private military that enforces the Accord. House Caerwyn: Based in Vermont. Experts in vampire lore and the Binding. House Moreau: Based in New Orleans, Louisiana. Controls the Registry and oversees the blood clubs that host Registry donors. House Slavius: Based in San Francisco, California. Keepers of the archives and preservation of the Crimsonborns.

Dracula, the ancient vampire king, observed them with a regal poise, his crimson eyes reflecting both wisdom and scrutiny. Luna, the moonlit pup, remained by Maximus's side, a silent presence in the midst of deliberations. As the discussions reached a pause, Dracula raised his hand, signaling for attention. The leaders turned their gaze toward him, their expressions a blend of anticipation and respect. "Alpha Maximus, Luna, and Princess Georgia," Dracula began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "you stand at the threshold of an alliance that bears the potential to reshape the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires. The moonlit mark, present in Luna, is a celestial blessin

he murmured, his voice low, something darker threading through it now. “Vampires are apex predators for a reason.”

Mike became suddenly grim. "Oh really, and just what are other Vamps like?" She was confused. "Monsters. They hunt people, take their blood and kill them." "You seem surprised." "I am, but I'm not too. Well, all the movies and books show them being like that, but then there's so much about me that's different from them, I figured that the others like me. I mean I have no urge to kill eleven hobos and drink them dry, or murder a couple of cheerleaders just for their blood. But then, I didn't die."

I follow his line of sight to the plane and see Macy still standing at the top of the stairs, I can see and smell the fear coming off of her in waves and if I can smell it, then so can the warrior which is probably why he is fighting his wolf so hard. Macy told me after she was assigned to me that she has only known vampires and other than her first encounter with one and the gentle sex they had that one night, she has only seen the crueller side of them since. So the only werewolf she had ever seen or met was me. I move away from Allayna and walk back over to the plane and up the stairs. I stop in front of Macy and smile as her eyes are locked on the warriors just as his are locked on hers.