Novel & Cerita What Hurts Vampires

I whispered but enough to be heard by Dralia, as I peeled the branch with the knives we were carrying. We even had knives with us on our trip, from home. But, it is still not enough to fight and defend ourselves from the opponents. Vampires don’t die immediately if we carry just an ordinary knife. Also, we can’t use weapons that can cause pain or injury to our opponent vampires, since we, ourselves will also be burned if we accidentally put it to ourselves. “Dralia, have you ever tried to go to church?” I don’t know, but that’s what went through in my mind, and I asked Dralia about that unconsciously.

Having two brothers who vied for my love and affection watching me give birth while my modesty was tossed to the wind wasn’t top on my list of things to do. The fact that a vampire’s birthing is just as dangerous to the vampire mother as a human’s birthing is to the human mother was kept from me until after the ordeal was over. I had it in my head that, because I was a vampire, I’d simply heal should anything go awry. I didn’t take into consideration that the babe I was birthing was also a vampire and, when vampires wound vampires it isn’t always that easy to heal from those wounds. Vampires only heal well from wounds inflicted by beings that aren’t supernatural; such as humans. That, and

With his stomach ripped open and blood gushing from his open wound, Aaric felt his vision beginning to blur, especially when the five vampires didn't stop coming at him until he couldn't even stand properly. Just because he wasn't dead and his heart was still beating didn't mean Aaric didn't feel any pain. Of course, the pain he had to feel was almost unbearable. And when one of the vampires grabbed his neck and was about to rip his heart out with his sharp claws, that was when Aaric saw Ellen.

The stinging pain in her heart fuelled her whole body to almost punch a hole in the face of the vampire standing in front of her. "This time it will be you who's going to cry, "

He didn't listen. After a split second, a cold breeze blew and his eyes shot open. Gasping hard for air he succumbed to the pain in his abdomen. Vampires get hungry when they are injured. I wonder what he must be going through. After a few minutes, the body was gone. All that was left was a trail of blood leading to the Heather halls Institute. ……….. ………… ………… ………….. On the other side, Borham banged his hands on the table, seeing the scar left on his face after having a heated battle with Simon. Nothing was going to calm him down.

Being a vampire is so excruciating; having to eat meat and suck blood all the time, only waking up during night times, not being able to go near churches or be faithful, and always transforming into a grotesque creature. It hurts transforming into a horrific beast. It feels like I’m experiencing a seizure; my body contorts, my mouth feels like it’s ripping apart, my eyes burn with fire, my fingernails expand beyond belief, my dark skin gets darker, and my scars are more noticeable. Anytime I growl or roar, I’m crying for this pain to stop torturing me. What makes it worse is that my tongue is cut in half. It’s hard for me to eat or to talk without sometimes sounding incoherent.

The vampire pulled back with a loud shriek as if he were in pain. As he stumbles away from me, I notice that his jaw is scorched as though my skin had burned him. What’s happening? Did I do that? How? A sharp pain spreads through my body like wildfire. My vision swims and fades as the heat and fever become too much. I fall to my knees, clutching my mark. Frank’s eyes meet mine. I watch as the pain he feels from seeing me hurt turns him feral. He breaks free from the leader and lunges at the guy who bit me. He rips his arm off and tosses it aside before tearing him apart. Blood spatters everywhere. The last vampire chose to run away. Frank stands over the bloody battlefield, barely out of bre

The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip. She finally realized the worth of her words on the night of her escape. Yes she has brought the vampires to their knees and made her people happy but her happiness went along,it vanished into thin air and this made her shiver. .. .. “Arise,arise” the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live.

He was done with the small talk and just wanted them to get there already to that he can kill this man with his bare hands. He was also thinking of his mate and wondering if she was okay. Vampires are not like werewolves, they don’t feel their mate’s pain when they get hurt but they do get anxious and uncomfortable. He was feeling none of that but he did want to go back and see what the situation is like. When he left they had not arrived so he did not know how bad things were back there.

"But considering that you can sometimes forget things--" One more kick landed on the shin, right at the same spot where Erna kicked him earlier, causing him to wince in pain again. "Oh, it hurts? I thought vampires wouldn't feel pain," the woman quipped. "Yes, we do. But that does not mean that we will not feel any pain, duh!" she grumbled irritably. "Besides, why do you keep kicking my leg anyway? What did I do wrong to have to be kicked like that!?"