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I nodded, almost infinitesimally, and then I took a step back. Keeping my right eye closed, I grinned around the broken room at the last remaining vampires. There were three: one tall, dark, and would-be handsome (had he not been a murderous blood-sucker); one was short and stout and round, and I wondered how his pot belly and balding head helped him in acquiring a regular blood supply; the other was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, slim and dark, with a perfectly coifed afro and narrowed green eyes – save for the blood smeared around her sensually curved mouth.

The two vampires clashed again and again, their blows echoing throughout the arena as they exchanged punches, kicks, and slashes with lightning speed. In a daring maneuver, Dexter shifted seamlessly into his bat form, swooping through the air with deadly precision. Draven followed suit, his bat form a dark silhouette against the moonlit sky as they engaged in a midair battle of claws and fangs. But it was Dexter who seized the decisive moment, his instincts guiding him to exploit a momentary opening in Draven's defenses. With a swift and calculated strike, Dexter delivered a powerful blow that sent Draven crashing to the ground with a resounding thud.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

The more that her heart was racing fast when she heard them following the trail of her own blood which she made on the ice-cold. That was the day she wished she would grow up fast so she could defend herself. That day she realized how difficult it is to be a pup, a she-wolf pup actually. She heard from their conversations that they were the Night Flyers, a group of vampires whose hobby is to hunt when it's a dark moon. She continued to run swiftly as she could. Her eyes beamed when saw the boundary just a few efforts away. But then, just when she was near to the salvation that she hoped for, she felt someone grab her back and drag her away.

I tried to hide my hurt at her reaction. "What are they masters of?" She asked in aggitation. "We are vampire-hybrids, they are the original hybrids that we have evolved from." She stared at me wide eyed. "Okay, so what are vampire-hybrids?" "Vampire-hybrids are part human, vampire, wolf and any other animal that you can imagine. I myself am vampire, lycan (wolf), chameleon and human. The reason you have passed for human all these years is because you don't have that many dominating genes. So far I only know of the vampire and wolf, which both thave human forms. I don't really know what else you are at this point, no one does." I was actually intrigued that the Tribe knows really noth

the bat guy explained. " What else did my father-in-law say? " the shameless monk inquired. " monks can't marry " the bat guy replied. " fuck your grandpa!! this honorable Reverend monk is not your normal monk. " The shameless monk replied. The two vampires argued back and forth for what seemed like an eternity before getting to their destination. The streets of hell were bustling, all kinds of demons roamed this street, from minions to huge monsters showing off their expensive hellhounds. Monsters of all races walked the streets.

I couldn’t help shivering. "Feeling cold?" The man only lit a candle. In the dark basement, that small flame seemed to be my last hope. With the dim light lighting up his face, his facial features gradually displayed in front of my eyes, more stereoscopic. His face was so close to me that I could take a really good look at him. Vampire-specific white skin made his features more luxurious. Beneath the flaxen hair were a pair of blood-red eyes. I couldn’t feel temperature of those eyes. Right there, they seemed to be about to freeze at the moment.

Three swarms of bats came shooting from the sky and flew around the vampire God. "It is all three of them," Violet said in amazement. Amelia grinned slightly and rushed forward to help them. One of the swarms reformed into Draven and grabbed Amelia as she shifted back to her human form and went into his embrace. He held her tightly as he gazed at her with glowing eyes.

Nodding, he answered the question. “The vampbats are big bats; we can sit on their backs. There is a lot to don't know about vampires; not only did we have speed, The royals have wings.” “Wings.” Her eyes beamed in excitement. “Can I see yours?” “No!” Bartram yelled. “You never look that excited when I talk about werewolves.”

“Goodness. It’s almost grim.” She said as she continued with her breakfast. Rune who also saw the flying bat hovering above them raised his arms and hands as if reaching for the flying black creature. “Batty! Batty!” “You’ll be more surprised once you stay in Transylvania, Aunt Isobel. Bats deliver letters while crows deliver parcels or packages to a vampire’s house when they buy items through writing,” Alaric said informing her. He turned from his seat and looked at Sebastian. “Sebastian, do you mind getting the letter from the bat, please?” Alaric said calling Sebastian who stood behind them.