Vortex X Beelzebub Novels & Stories

I couldn't bring myself to look at him, watching only his back as he slipped off his jacket. "I have a request, and I want you to accept it without arguing," I said, taking a step toward him. Axel dropped his jacket on the chair and turned to me. "A request?" "Yes. So…" I began, but his gaze twisted my stomach into knots. I drew in a deep breath. "I want to know where Mery Ventura is." Axel sank into the chair beside his desk, fiddling with a bottle of Scotch. He poured a bit into a glass and lifted it to his lips, completely silent, as if I hadn't just spoken.

I’d cum deep inside you and make you push it out so I can watch it drip down your thighs. Me: Yes. Fill me up. Use me. I want to be your secret whore. The heat between us was intense. My body was on fire. I was so close to coming just from the dirty words on my screen. ShadowHunter88: I’m too fucking hard to keep texting. I need the real thing. Meet me tonight. There’s a quiet bar called The Velvet Room downtown. 10pm. Wear something easy to take off. I stared at the message, heart pounding. This was reckless. Dangerous even. But the ache inside me was too strong to ignore.

I survived the most dangerous and chaotic first three months of the zombie virus outbreak. One morning, the roar of helicopter blades came through the bunker's external microphones, followed by a military loudspeaker broadcast. "Attention all survivors. This is the Southwest Rescue Command rescue team. We have established a safe base. Survivors who hear this broadcast, proceed to the designated assembly point..." I stood up, took off my comfortable loungewear, changed into a black tactical gear and put on a stab-resistant vest. I slid two combat knives into my tactical boots and slung a cocked compound crossbow over my back.

Like a witch in trance, he opened his mouth and said the name of the one who ordered him to kill the vampire. “Insolence!” he barked at the male witch. “And for this, you shall pay your life, filthy witch.” Alaric Emrick raised his right arm and pointed his right index finger at the middle forehead of the male witch. His eyes clouded and turned to white. The black poison spread out from his middle forehead creeping fast into his veins and arteries until his entire body was painted with it. His body turned to charcoal and smoldered before it burst into powdered million pieces of black ashes.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

To all vampires living on Bangka Belitung Island! In order to pay more attention and to tighten the protection of the whole city, the suspect concerned, namely the Cursed (HS), has escaped from the Lorentz Papua security booth. It reported that HS had left Papua and flew to Bangka Belitung, to hunt down someone suspected of being a wolvire. Stay alert! If the related wolvire has been found, please take her/him to the nearest headquarters immediately. Therefore, then that wolvire can be placed into headquarters for tighter security.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

he asked. "Let's give him a new blood," he smiled, "Zanea, would you mind going back there again and give Abu my blood?" he raised a question. Zanea felt a bit happy to see Kram was starting to trust him. He bowed his head and smiled broadly, "It's my honour to obey you, Archangel. I'll give it to Abu," he said. "Thank you, Zanea. Is he alright?" he asked. Zanea lifted his head, "Yes, he is living together with the vampire and with Evangeline," be let out.

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.