Viper Fanart Novels & Stories

Am I afraid… fascinated… both? The stranger was slightly taller than Arga the fake O'Brien, and his face… I don't know what will I say. When I saw him, my mind suddenly focused on Kim Taehyung aka V BTS. However, at the same time, I know the man behind Arga is not V. One thing that makes the person different: there is a scar line on his cheek. “You're now grown become a big girl, huh?” said the stranger. His voice was heavy; really reminds me of V the C.G.V person.

And I could easily decipher the look. Viper was concerned about Ardo. Did they know each other? Everyone stared. Trying to understand what was happening. As Viper approaches Misaki's form which was locked immobile by the spell. Endora nods at Viper. Urging him. " Do it" I see Viper take a deep breath before. Pulling up his sleeve. And we see a gold amulet on his arm. " No! Don't ! Ple-ase! It's very dangerous dammit! You never listen to me....but atleast this time. Please...."

I asked, breaking the silence. Nico didn't say anything at first, just very reluctantly released his arms from around me and gently grabbed my hands with his own. His eyes had almost returned to how they normally were, which I guess was a good sign. He cleared his throat. "Yeah. I'm fine," He began, not sounding too sure of himself, "It was just a nightmare." His words caught me by surprise. I had learned that vampires rarely if ever had dreams let alone nightmares. "Oh," I paused for a second, noticing how he was absentmindedly rubbing the top of my hands with his thumbs, "Do you want to talk about it?"

I have no right to complain because I brought this upon myself, if I had just kept still at least I would be free. Mr. Vamps is still keeping his distance. The reason being he is afraid to tear me up or he dreads to look at me. I heard from Ingrid that when he is angry he hides inside his room afraid to lose control. The room was forbbiden and no one was allowed inside it. She said I was the first one who entered it after it had been declared no entry. It's a pity that my luck was in fact a curse that took away my happiness.

I pulled my wrist from his hungry lips and whispered, "Open your eyes for me, love, let me see the new light inside them." He gasped as he opened them wide then shut them quickly. "I know the color is amazing isn't?" I whispered, "Now open them slowly and you will see what the world looks like through vampire eyes."

After alighting to open the door for Frost, Leo took a step towards the hotel before hearing his boss calling out. "Did you remember to take care of the emendations in the contract? Asked Frost. Leo gave a nod and they proceeded to the reception area. Even before inquiring, the receptionist, in a light red blazer and matching pleated skirt, went forward and, with a slight bow, asked if they were there to see Mr. Vanross. Leo affirmed, and the receptionist led them towards the special elevator that would take them up to the rooftop where Mr. Vanross, popularly known as Mr. V, was waiting for them.

Sweat dripped down my forehead right into my eyes, and the sudden sharp pain made me narrow my eyes instinctually. I tapped into the messaging app on my phone, wanting to ask my boyfriend, Cornell Glover, how long he was planning to make me wait. However, a notification popped up on my phone just then, informing me that he'd just posted a new story on his Instagram. The photo was a view of the stage from the VIP front row, and on the right side of the image was a slender wrist making a hard metal fan gesture. That hand was prominently displaying the limited-edition bracelet I'd bought for Cornell for 5,000 dollars.

I didn't look at Veronica; my hazel eyes were entirely locked on Viper. She was standing there completely unbothered, her black hair spilling over her shoulders, a faint, mocking smile playing at the corners of her lips. She didn't look like someone who had just been threatened by a high-ranking official. Her blue doe eyes were bright with a playful intelligence that made my blood run hot. "You're late, Gabriel," Viper murmured, ignoring Veronica entirely as she smoothed down the front of her white gown. "And here I thought Lycan royalty was known for its impeccable timing. A few more minutes and Lady Veronica might have actually bored me to death."

Holding a cigarette between two fingers wrapped in white tape and looking directly at me. He smiled. Wrong. Like always. The scar tissue pulled the corners of his mouth in a way that had nothing to do with warmth. Varek pulled out the empty chair. l Didn't sit. Stood behind it with both hands on the back and looked at Syris. "You called it," Varek said. "So talk." Syris took a long slow pull of his cigarette. Let the smoke out even slower. Like he had all the time in the world and wanted everyone in the room to know it.

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.