Who Is Rab In Half-blood Prince นิยาย & เรื่องราว

[Flashback] "Are you crying or screaming? Why are you so loud?" asked little Rai who was thirteen years old. Albert was surprised to find a small vampire figure in front of him. "W-who are you?" His crying immediately stopped. "How dare you not answer and instead ask me! You don't know who I am?!?" he shouted and Al just shook his head guiltily. "I'm Raizel Harrison de Haltz! I'm the leader of a vampire clan called Haltz! You're presumptuous of asking without my permission!!" Rai explained arrogantly.

The dark clouds that enveloped the place they were in disappeared, returning to normal. "So, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" The figure was silent for a moment before stopping walking, creating an unsettling silence. "That's right! You can help me perfect my plan!" The figure exclaimed happily, turning to face him. "You're a half-blooded witch from a human who was given immortality by a Celtic god, right?" Raphael's eyes widened, and he took a few steps back. "H-how do you know about that!?" "That's not important. Anyway, you have to help me perfect—"

Ryn dropped her sword and set up a stance, glaring at Alpha Harry. "You may be an Alpha, but I'm a Bloodwolf!" shouted Ryn as she ran at Alpha Harry. The Moon Goddess had given her special privileges not only as the daughter of Alpha Jonas Aberdein but also as a Bloodwolf who would perfect Albert's strength. With empty-handed attacks, Ryn managed to land several accurate strikes on Alpha Harry's body. Ryn used the opportunity when Alpha Harry fell backward to attack more intensely. The girl punched and kicked relentlessly, giving Alpha Harry no chance to retaliate. Eventually, Alpha Harry was knocked to the ground. Ryn leaned against a tree trunk and drove her fist into Alpha Harry's chest.

Laylin softly breathed out a sigh at his flaring temper. She closed her eyes in silent, her heart drumming in her chest. “Scarlet was the daughter of a Rakhbar Princess and Sansy so it made her the perfect medium: the blood of both, Red Witch and White Wolf. You said the Old Mistress sees the future, did she see it?”

And Leon, being the tyrant's bastard son, makes him the castle's laughingstock for being the only half-blood vampire. Leon Rai Hale was the first son of Raellus and the next heir to the throne. Since he's a half-blood, his physical appearance is not that of a vampire. He looks more human, with his heart still beating, warmth, and eyes that are not crimson red but clear blue eyes. His appearance as a human made him the black sheep in the castle—he doesn’t care about any of that. However, Leon's abilities as a vampire are just second to Raellus, which is why the tyrant king wanted Leon as his heir despite the opposition of the vampire elders who stood beside the previous kings.

"You have to close your wound, Luna. The bleeding is getting more and more." Rula didn't care. She had gone crazy with questions. "You haven't answered me yet. Who sent that werewolf to kill me?" asked Rula curiously. A smile broke out. "My name is Xabar." "Xabar?" Rula furrowed her brow. "Your name is similar to ...." "Vabal is my brother." The man added. Rula was surprised. Now she remembered where Rula saw the werewolf with such beautiful fur. "So you are ...."

“He tried to finish the binding ritual. He wanted my powers to be his. But Deborah stopped it. She told me the truth. About who I really am.” Theon watches her closely. “White witch.” “Yes.” “And you believe her?” “I do. I felt it when the seal broke. The magic… it nearly destroyed me. But it’s mine.” “You didn’t choose this,” Theon says. “But it chose you.” She smiles faintly. “That’s what Deborah said.” He sits back against the wall, arms resting on his knees. “There’s something else,” she says quietly. He turns his head, waiting. “When the ritual failed, Arwan said something. Something about a second phase. That he wasn’t done. That even if he couldn’t take me… he’d still get what he want

Finding out about my new family was a real eye opener, Luna Dela Sandra is a hybrid, she is a werewolf/dragon, but when she shifts, she looks like a werewolf. Former Alpha Rafael or how he is known now, High Priest Rafael is mind blowing, he is the direct descendent of Endora High Priestess of Blood and Dark magic, her power is legendary and I’m glad it’s a legend, because I’m sure we wouldn’t have gotten along. He rules the Dark witches, keeps them in line and has hidden their domain, within our own territory.

"He's not like the other princes, his appearance far out-shined them along with his abilities, physical and mental. He was known as an evil genius before." "Why evil?" "Well, you see, ... his highness is not," he paused and gave a Alexis a careful stare, "you mustn't treat his highness any different after you hear this." "Okay?" She tilted her head, in wonder. "His highness is only a half-blooded human..." "...so what's the other half?" "Elf..." "Oh, that's why he's so..." Alexis eyes brightened at the one thing that seemed to make any sense in this world.

I turned around slowly and swallowed as I came face to face with a bare chest and six packs. “You might also want to keep your eyes here,” he jested again. My cheeks burned furiously as I raised my head and came eye to eye with him. Rylan. Crown prince, Lycan, and heir apparent to the throne of Devania.