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I remembered his familiar face He was Klyde, the vampire we had seen. "Can you get down there?" Max commanded. "Tss, you act like Demetrius," Klyde dictated and rolled his eyes. "Who is Demetrius?" I asked him. "My oldest brother," he replied and went down, I was still a little surprised by what I saw. Vampires have a strange ability.

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

Vampires could get killed if they were exposed to the sun for a long period. Then, his concentration was interrupted by the sound of fast footsteps. “Sire, your brother is dead,” a man reported to him as he knelt. He opened his eyes and smiled. “She’s still hunting after all these years.” Damien Kincaid, the oldest brother of four siblings. He had lived for nine hundred fifty-three years. His father, Ethan Kincaid, was the King of all vampires although some didn't agree with his reign. His mother, Callidora Kincaid, the last royal member of the France family died giving birth to him. Although it was unlikely a vampire could give birth, Damien was one of the few who survived it. Not all vampi

I heard someone say. I’m Vladimir Karatza, King of all Vampires. I’m thirty-eight years old, and I still look like twenty-four. Like vampires, we aged slowly, and drinking blood helps us stay young. I’m not mated and not because I don’t want to, it’s that I haven’t found her yet.

“You touch her, you die. This goes to every single one of you. Anyone who dare tries to touch a single hair on her head is going to have to face me.” The wolves hesitate. There’s also hesitation in Oscar’s eyes. “Alpha, are you really a vampire?” Elder William asks meekly. He is standing in front on the other side. “Yes!” he sighs. “I’m a hybrid.” Everyone gasps again, murmuring and asking each other how this is even possible. “I would’ve settled for a different position if anyone told me that this is what it means to be a beta,” Aiden says beside me. “Hush!” I place my index finger on my lips.

Cenric next to me as he looked at Oskar and then at me with his sky-blue eyes. "I am over 5,000 years old," Oskar said, shrugging. Mr. Cenric’s blue eyes widened slightly at Oskar’s nonchalant response. “Over 5,000 years old?” Mr.Cenric remarked, glancing at me with curiosity and concern. I could feel the tension in the room as everyone processed this revelation. I even was unsure how to process it as Luis's parents were the eldest vampires I had know so far until today.

He chuckled, "There a lot of myths pertaining to vampires. But as for me, I'm a pureblood. I was born naturally like a human. I age naturally, and when I reach at the age of 18, the aging process slows down, then when I turned 21, I was a complete pureblood. An immortal. We feed on blood; that is our main nourishment, but we still eat normal food because we were born naturally, unlike for the converted vampires; they only need blood." "When were you born?" I asked. He scowled, "You just have to ask that question, little one?" I laughed out loud. Gosh, I didn't know purebloods were particular with age, "I just want to know, dork." "I was born on May 23, 1513 so that would make me 498 years ol

The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom then you come back and rebuild the village starting it knew the older witch revealed to the witch princess Cara and she was surprised But witch mother who is that bloody one the witch princess Cara asked the old woman He who the Vampire King be got his only child Lamia the old witch said out his name loudly He is dead they say the witch princess Cara said He was never dead those words are rumours and lies the old witch said and the witch princess nodded Does that mean I should just watch the witch queen?? The witch princess Cara asked That's right pretend you don't know

"And they both failed to protect her. That's why they're so desperate now, Lena. Not just because of what you are. Because you're hers. And they've been waiting thirty years for a second chance." I stared at the photograph, at the two men flanking my mother, at the baby who'd grown up alone and never known why. "Who killed her?" I asked. Kael's expression darkened. "That's the question, isn't it? And the answer is the same person who sent those wolves after you. The same person who's been hunting hybrids for centuries." He met my eyes. "Her name is Seraphine. She's the oldest living vampire in existence. And she's your grandmother."

the injury is not light. With that in mind, while there was no one outside, he reached out and took Brawen in his arms, despite her gaping face unable to react. "Hey Julie, put me down," Brawen struggled, but there was no way she could get away from Julie, because purebloods are the most physically powerful class in the vampire world. "That's faster," replied Julie haughtily. Imagining a 117-year-old "old woman" being held by a young boy like Julie, Brawen was too shy to quietly withdraw her face into Julie's small shoulder.