Volterra Italy Vampires Novels & Stories

"Did you just call my feelings selfish interest, if the roles had been reversed tell me would you have wanted me to sacrifice myself instead? Tell me you're joking, you guys are men, dumb men at that, and it is clear that you don't think that much before you take actions. What makes you think killing Ryan is the only solution there is?" "Volatile comes from a generation of rare species, they are only generated to destroy specifically werewolves, they appear once in every ten generations and for generations, werewolves have been successful in taking them down and while we've read about the red mark, none of them have been able to actually tleave their trails behind."

“That, my dear, is the sound of Vladimir Volkov. He is in Tunis, or very close to it. He has tracked the financial scent you left behind, just as I knew he would. He will be here within the hour, likely with enough firepower to level this block.” Damon’s smile was triumphant. “This is where the choice gets truly difficult. You can sign, and I will be gone. Vladimir walks into an empty building, heartbroken, but he finds the doctor and nurse I have standing by. They deliver his sons safely, and you are found later, alive. Or, you refuse to sign. And when Vladimir breaches that door, he walks into a full, immediate firefight, a messy, bloody scene where three hundred years of Italian history i

I complemented. "But how will the other 35 states deal with their own quota of vampires attack?" Luke asked. "About we first protect our own state citizens" Vicoliz replied "But Mr Spark, where are these vampires from?" Rotimi asked. "Sorex" "But who is Sorex and where is he from? He asked again "That's a question I don't have an answer to" I replied "Now will you excuse us, we have thousands of UV light ray bulbs to manufacture" I spoke out standing up

Some people take photos and pose to make memories, the beautiful scenery of Venice is indeed very amazing to be immortalized in photos. "Why would you date a vampire?" "Because I want to try the taste of every woman... I prefer a she-wolf actually... Vampires are too cold on the inside... and they are too vanilla... The only crazy thing they do is biting your neck and absorb as much blood as possible, do you understand what I'm saying?" Rene wanted to answer, yes understand .. but she did not intend to. It was of no use to her showing her knowledge of intimate matters to Sandro.

Gradually their numbers dwindled along with the weakening of their forces. "I can't believe you, Marcus Volter can't do that to kill me with the wolves and vampires I fought. She's my brother and I know he can't do that to me." "Volter isn't your brother, Syrie. He's a vampire and you're a wolf. Remember that, you're different and the fact that he's not brothers. Syrie, don't go blind, I know you know Volter isn't a good vampire." I was speechless. Marcus is right, I already know Volter and his personality. I already know his perspective and it's not for good. He is the type of vampire who mercilessly kills innocent creatures just for his own satisfaction.

he ordered "I'll be giving privileges to those with number one and number two" The vampires with those numbers stepped out.They seemed reserved and didn't really look like blood thirsty ones.They were handsome too but just like Mateo-their aura spoke evil. Mateo turned to them "I hereby order you to feast on.." he turned to Nina "Her"

He cleared his throat. "Are you going to explain what it is, or keep laughing?" "Right. Sorry." He straightened up. "It's an inherited blood disorder. Affects hemoglobin — the protein in red blood cells that carries oxygen. Basically, her red blood cells don't form the way they're supposed to." I stared at him blankly. "I still don't understand a word of that. And how do you even know this in such detail?" That set him off laughing again. "Ohh — right, my bad. I forgot you have zero clue about human illness. We don't get diseases or disorders like this. Vampires don't carry defective blood — we don't carry disease at all."

I whispered. Valerio turned to me slowly. His face was hard, but something flickered behind his eyes. Calculation. Anger. And something else I did not want to name. “Yes,” he said. “And they want you to panic.” The corridor ended at a wide circular chamber. In the center stood a glass table lit from beneath, holographic maps hovering above it. Italy. Milan highlighted in red. Several smaller markers blinked around it like warning signs. Valerio released my hand and stepped toward the table. He swiped the air and the map shifted, zooming in.

Although I find it sexy, it annoys me most of the time. “So what's you aim of telling me all this?” he stands dusting off his selvees as if sitting beside him stained him or something. He gives me a cold smile, evil and burning with something beyond desire. “Join me, be my bethored and see how very much of difference I make from Lucian.” Did I just him well? I should be his bethored. There is really something with vampires and their love for wanting partners. “Never happening Tyril.” Lucian appears nowhere from the shadows, gently pulling me behind him. This time I don't shrug or protest, infact I needed him here with me anyway so I give in into his protection.

The pain in her throat was so terrible that she coughed up blood after answering the question: "Yes, sir..." Humans call Vampires the devil from hell, but it is humans who are the evil devils.