Vetala Supernatural の小説・ストーリー

Valencia Valdriss, the outcast mixed breed werewolf born through the unholy romance between her werewolf mother Amelia and her human father. It baffles me how I was unable to make Amelia mine but some scrawny little human got her! As I said, they have a flaw…they always pick the wrong people. I have a second chance and time I am not going to blow it, I'm going to make Valencia mine whether she likes it or not!

He was successful in clearing the sky but they all heard angry cry of Serenity and dark clouds gathered again. Valerina looked down where hybrids has rounded the woman who is dark blue like a venom, her long hair were swaying with the angry wind. She was looking like a demon. Sharp fangs are out which can tear anyone in half. Her growls were literally shaking the ground. Valerina gasped when she threw fire at Lucifer who tried to grab her. She wonder if Augustus can also threw fire from his mouth like his mother. "She won't stop until she finds Carlos"

There, chained to the far wall, his body kept together by curses and stolen blood, sat the creature that had once been Andrei Bathory. His skin was gray and slick. His eyes were sunken but burning. His hands were bone and tendon and hunger. When he saw me, his lips peeled back into a grotesque smile. “Ah,” he croaked. “The girl from the pages.” My entire body went cold. Valentina watched us both. “This is the source,” she said quietly. “Of my curse. Of my power. Of Cross’s obsession.” Her father licked cracked lips. “And of your salvation, child.”

I gasped in shock at her words. Valtek was a myth. A story told to naughty children to prevent them from acting up. An elite force created by werewolves to create order and prevent our selfishness from overtaking our humanity. For years many have set out to prove its existence and have continuously failed, yet here stood Maya claiming to be part of its guild.

Selena’s breath catches in her throat as she recognizes the figure—it’s the same creature she saw in her visions, the one that has been haunting her nightmares. “Selena!” Valentine shouts, reaching for her, but it’s too late. The creature lunges at them, its eyes glowing with malevolent intent. Valentine moves to intercept the creature, his vampyre speed and strength on full display as he battles the monstrous being. But even as he fights, he can sense that this creature is no ordinary threat—it’s something ancient, something powerful.

Callista A week later. Valencia Everhart was sentenced to life in prison by the Supernatural Council for assisting the devil in his criminal endeavors such as kidnapping and harboring a werewolf, orchestrating a pack takeover on the orders of the devil, attempted killing of two pack members of the Rexellen pack and the biggest crime of them all, assisting the devil in massacring the entire Galdine pack. I thought the last one was a bit harsh because Valencia never really did know about that charge, but as Valencia had confessed in the court, she’d given the devil the location and information regarding her pack.

“Rhea Valeria is officially accepted into the Targarion pack as of today. She is no longer an outsider, she is under the full protection of our laws. This is to ensure that no outsider can touch her.” “But,” I continued, “the matter of her appointment as Luna or the giving of the mark will not be discussed again until I decide. Her status is that of a probationary pack member. She will work under my strict supervision at Vareth Corp. As for the execution ... it is postponed indefinitely.” ‘Still postponed?” asked Zandaya, her eyebrows furrowed. “Postponed until I am sure she has malicious intentions or not,” I lied. In fact, I knew she had no intentions other than to survive. I just needed t

“You failed in Ebonn Moon. Then again during the alliance summit. I gave you Sienna, I gave you beasts, and still—still—Valentina lives.” “Sh-she’s not normal,” Carmella gasped. “She’s—” “I know what she is!” Ghost's voice fell louder than thunder. “She’s the reason everything unravels. She is the thread someone keeps pulling… undoing every knot I have tied over the past twenty-five years.” He stalked to the edge of the chamber, toward the chained black beast still writhing in the shadows, twitching from the remnants of its failed magic. He touched its snout. It screamed soundlessly, agonizing shriek, and then—it dissolved into dust.

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

As I went to join Valerie, I noticed that it was short of an arm. “It’s still in wolf form.” Valerie noted. “Do you have any idea why?” “No. All I know is that they steal their power from the scalp of an Alpha. Perhaps Mother Selene doesn’t take too kindly to that kind of theft.” “And they die hideous deaths in return.” “It’s a shame. Elena should never have left them like this. What will we do with them?” “We should do the right thing.” Valerie looked at me as if I was crazy. “Follow me.” I told her and turned towards the direction of the den.