Novel & Cerita Vampires Out For Blood

Taking someone from this place to feed would be too risky, this means compelling someone to let me feed, and then forget. I wait until night falls, the local hotel, a one storey quaint little place with a beautiful little garden out the back has country music blaring, I can't stand the sound but I know what I have to do. This back alley is dark and wet but I have no problem seeing in the dark, my biggest issue is feeding from someone who has been drinking excessively, the alcohol gets into their system and makes a vampire tipsy drinking from them. I keep my eyes on the back of the hotel waiting for someone to sneak out the back. it's pitch black out here now and im in all black so I know onc

Vanessa smirked as she saw those four vampires fight amongst each other. Alexander was monitoring Becca and his surroundings carefully when a two-hundred-year-old vampire named Benedict appeared in front of him. “Ugh, not you,” Alexander groaned as Benedict has always managed to piss him off just with his annoying face while the words that spilled out of his mouth were even more annoying.

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.

" Melody asked. "No!! Why would I suck blood." Vic laughed at the idea and tried to ask Ang about it. "You are not a blood vampire, you're different." Ang replied. "Your race is Psychic Vampire and their characteristics; They do not suck blood but rather feeds on Energy. They are not affected by sunlight and silver. They are far different from blood Vampires. They are stronger than blood vampires. The more energy they drain, the stronger they get. Their evolution is longer than that of blood vampires.

Ten years have passed, and the little girl has grown up, but still seems to cling to her brother. The two guests were vampires, so Aurora neither made tea nor bought cake. She took out a bag of fresh blood from the refrigerator, poured it into two glasses, and brought it up to them. Although Samson had said he was used to the taste of dried blood, she understood that fresh blood was always best for vampires. Harvey himself confirmed this, and he always felt Maris and Samson were extremely disadvantaged when they had to use dried blood throughout the years. Humans are increasing day by day, so Harvey can't often go to the forest because he is afraid of being discovered by them.

He felt alone and helpless. Thin streams of blood flowing from the vampire's wounds stained the Nulliard's face. One of them flowed like a bloody snake into the nostril, the other into the limply parted mouth, the rest flowed randomly over the velvet dark steel skin, speckled with scratches, dripping onto the ground and staining the grass crimson. The world around them ceased to exist for them

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

"You don't have to do this Kate. I can get someone else to give him blood." "I'm the nearest option," I said gently but firmly. "Let me do this." I pulled my arm away from his hold and took the dagger in the other guy's hand. I held my wrist above the open mouth of the vampire King. His fangs were long and yellow. They terrified me, yet I proceeded. Everyone held their breaths, and I paused for a moment before slitting my wrist. The moment my blood spilled, all hell broke loose.

She chuckled. “Yes, we do that too. But we are here to serve them a greater purpose. We fill them with their supply of blood. Also, vampires don’t share blood with other vampires. So, the humans you’ve seen so far, belong to someone here. Usually, the ones they are closer to or walking with…” I thought about the girl I saw the other day on our way to the vamp house for breakfast. She looked like she had just come back from swimming, and she was walking behind a vampire. Both of them were looking at me but then they disappeared into the woods.

That just showed you how quickly life can change. I shook my head at the morbid thoughts I was having. I should be looking at more important things, like why the hell our human supply of blood was so low. Why were humans suddenly no longer coming around? Some vampires prefer blood bags from hospitals. Especially our two rippers! It stopped them from killing the humans who so willingly gave their blood from the veins. That reminded me that I was a little famished myself.