Novel & Cerita Vlad Plasmius

The ref calls it, and Russell releases the guy, making him cough and wheeze in pain, holding his throat as the ref comes, grabs Russell's hand, and lifts it high above his head in victory. I can't help but look at him admiration. I'm still scared shitless, but happy for my man. He's indeed a good fighter, and I know he will do wonders. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

This armor was collected from a hunter, but I don’t attack other players. I relaxed a little, but I kept my guard up. For all I knew, he was feeding me a line of crap, just to get me to let my guard down. Narrowing my eyes on him, he looked as if he were a skilled player, but other than that I didn’t sense any danger from him. “Vlad?” I noticed the name above his head. “That is right. My name is Vlad, and I am the second-ranked player in my guild, known as the Imperial Guard.” His smile was contagious, and I found myself smiling in return.

Tonight, I am forced to sit right beside him in front of his entire royal bloodline. Mads looks up from his seat with a rare, quiet smile. His face is sharper than his older brothers'. "Stevens," he says warmly. "I am glad you survived your guild rehearsals today." Beside him, Egon rises half out of his chair. He is massive, built like a stone wall, the Beta War Commander of our kingdom. But when he greets me, his smile is genuine. He looks like a settled wolf now, though I know he can still snap a rogue wolf's spine without blinking his eyes.

As soon as they saw June, they stopped talking. “June, this is Vladimir, who will help us,” said Wilona. "Nice to meet you, June Hanson," said the tall, skinny man next to Wilona. Vladimir was very pale skinned with blond hair which was also pale. Even though he was handsome, it was easy to guess that he was a vampire. From his clothes, Vladimir looked different from the vampires that Drake was chasing, he looked neat and classy. Like European royalty. "Nice to meet you too," June said, holding out her hand to shake Vladimir's. The man smiled politely.

he said, looking agitated. "Isn't that something you should be asking your subject?" I arched a brow. There was no way was I going to tell that man anything about our conversation. "Lord Rhazien is unreachable at the moment and the topic of your discussion is a... delicate matter to our court." The way he said 'unreachable' shot a shiver down my spine, but I controlled myself. That would be showing weakness in front of our enemy. "Vladimir, my trusted friend here, is a vampire who I am sure is well versed with the Vampire kingdom's norms, unlike myself." I pointed to Vladimir, who stiffened.

"Boy! You are asking for death now!" "You can try of you want I'm as immortal as you are!" Ray kept screaming, making sure his palm closed more and more, he wanted Helga to feel the pain, the pain Yolanda had to feel! Tika! Every wolf they conspired against. "Who are you?" Vlad asked staying his next attack. "Raymondias, I'm your grandson"

He pointed at the chair next to him and said, “Sit down. Eat with me.” Colin sat down and tried not to puke from the sharp smells that drifted from the food on the table. He filled his plate with some red-looking soup and looked at Vlad who was devouring a pig's feet. Fat dripped down his beard while he chewed loudly. Vlad burped and said, “So Colin. Let’s get straight to the point. I am impressed by the way you do business. You have gotten my attention, so I am proposing an alliance to strengthen the world of men once more.”

"My name is Dortan Vlad, the youngest son of the Vlad family, a silver mining business family in Evgosvort. I am Lady Triana's friend." "I am pleased to meet you, Mr. Vlad. But we didn't know our youngest daughter had such a handsome friend," Stefanus replied. Vlador nodded with a smile. "Thank you, Your Grace. I am a former student of Mr. Winston. We met at his residence the other day. I apologize for coming uninvited. But I wanted to congratulate you on your daughter’s wedding."

Everyone knew it wasn't just an accident but a planned murder but no one helped them . Vladimir became strong like rock and conquered enough wealth and power to dominant the entire continent . In the age of 21 he killed the assassinator of their parents . With time , He became heartless and colder . He was menacing from begining but he became evil , very evil . He started deriving pleasure from death . He never showed this evil side to Winter. He wanted to love her like a father and treat her like a princess . After all she was his only family .

Julius said, planting his palms firmly on his desk and he thankfully navigated the conversation away from topics of conversation we had yet to discuss. “I’m assuming our Luna here is up to speed about Wes?” “Yes.” Julius and I replied in unison. “Okay dynamic duo. Well, when I say he is perhaps the weakest person I’ve ever encountered, I’m not lying. This guy is talking and I’m not even asking questions.” “I’m sure you’re not doing nothing.” Julius scoffed. “I’ve electrocuted him a handful of times, sue me.” Dean rolled his eyes, crossing his forearms over his broad chest. “Anyway, he’s confirmed that Adrian is working with someone and he’s got connections in the Blue Moon Pack.”