Viking Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

💕(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.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

He simply let out a low, heavy breath, his massive shoulders squared against the damp chill as he led the way up into the dark. When they reached the stone platform, the storm was nothing more than a distant, rumbling bruise on the horizon, leaving the air thick with the sharp static of lightning and the scent of wet heather. Valarian stepped to the edge of the parapet, his tailored charcoal coat whipping around his thighs in the wind. When he turned back to face the Viking warrior, the playful, quick-witted grin was entirely gone. His hazel eyes were flashing with a sharp, primordial intensity—the terrifying aura of a vampire who had walked the earth for six centuries.

Victor had finally grown up a little and Friedrich and Melissa were seriously considering naming him king. It seemed what I did had helped the boy to find himself a little and he had become the man we all knew he could be, even if his parents didn’t think so at one point. Little Viktoria was right! She met her wolf on her fourteenth birthday and officially became the first hybrid female born from a vampire. She loved our way of life so much and decided not to go to the city, which was a huge relief to both me and her mother. At least one of them wanted to hang around with us.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

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?

“Don’t speak.” He raised both hands slowly. “Wolf king, listen—” Wrong move. I lunged at him, swiping my claws at him. He vanished just as my claws slashed through the air where his throat had been. I turned fast, snapping my jaws at him, but he was gone again with inhuman speed. Viktor was an ancient vampire after all. “I don’t want to fight you,” Viktor said, his voice was calm and firm as he reappeared several feet away. “Aria is alive.”

If John wasn’t riding with us as my third horseman killing the rogue vampires, he’d be in the garage or patrolling around with my grandpa’s bike. Viktor, my fourth horseman, was in the Force when a rogue vampire threw him against a steel column breaking all his bones. I was there finally realizing my three horsemen weren't strong enough to decapitate a raging rogue vampire's head. Viktor was a victim of my carelessness, so I offered him bigger power as a vampire, later to be a vampire cop. Without hesitation, he yelled out of his unbearable pain, "What are you waiting for? Do it! So that I could kill more rogue vampires!"

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.