Camp Vamp の小説・ストーリー

ALINA I jolted upright and I was out of bed before my eyes fully opened. My heart pounded against my rib cage like it was trying to escape. The air in the room felt tight, but I paid no mind to it. Pulling the worn sweater over my head and slinking my shaky arms into the sleeves. By the time I reached the field, the camp was alive and more than half of the other displaced wolves, vampires and lycans, have flooded into the roads, trying to find shelter.

Kaelynn asked, her voice trembling with fear; it pains me to see her like this. "He is not yet a full vampire, nor is he pure blood. He's a dhampir," Daryl said, and Kaelynn looked relieved, and I saw her grip her hand tighter. "Make your choice, Kaelynn. We won't kill you, it just depends on you if you can last longer here," Daryl said, and Kaelyn stood up and wiped her tears. "I know I'm just your maid here, but as your maid, I request that you let me handle all cleaning and other housekeeping chores here so that those women you killed can have peace and rest," she said before breaking down in tears and kneeling.

I walked towards the seat, but he held my chin all of the fucking sudden. “Hey, Ember, you know that we are now allies, right?” Raverine whispered and smirked. I spit in his face and laughed at his reaction. “Yeah, sure, Dracula.” And I took the seat, directly opened incognito. I typed in some keywords and led me to a map. I clicked it and scoffed. “See this, Dracula…” I called and pinpointed the desert. “That’s a no trespassers area, only the military can access that one. And if I said only the military, only them. One step on it, guns will pop out of nowhere and fire at you rapidly.”

Christopher is a warm and enthusiastic vampire who always makes people happy around him. “Do you guys want to camp?” Christopher spoke up. “What is camping, Mom?” Zelda looked at Sharmaine curiously, she had psychic powers but there were many things Zelda still didn't understand in the world of humans and vampires. "You don't even know what camping is?" Eli suddenly said, he normally likes to be cold but if Eli was with his family he would be a talkative boy. “Camping is an outdoor dining activity. Do you guys want to camp?” Sharmaine is also looking forward to camping, she hasn't gone camping with everyone in a long time.

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to tell him everything. "That camping site... it's actually a place for paid escort services. They number each tent, and there's a woman in each one. Three thousand buys you a tent, and you can do whatever you want." With this explanation, he immediately understood why a camping site would need membership cards. First, for secrecy - like certain clubs, only members could enter, minimizing the risk of getting caught. Second, to retain customers - once people paid for membership, they'd naturally return multiple times. He then asked detailed questions about the camping site.

I looked at Zac, and then at Annie. "Let's do it," I replied. Together, we fired our Uzis at every vampire in the room. "I want Star and the boy alive! Kill the blonde!" Drake yelled over the gunfire suddenly exploding within the room. Within a second, the vamps rushed us, and we took them all down. Zac ripped the heads off some, then shot another, placing the pistol right between the guy's eyes. Annie's karate and jujitsu moves were unsurpassed as she moved with lightning speed, ripping apart the vamps in her wake. As for me, I ripped apart every vamp in my way, blowing the heads off any who got in my way as I made my way purposefully across the room, my eyes never leaving Drake.

Sam, on the other hand, finished the cleaning of plates inside the comfort room. He walks straight to the couch and read the intriguing choices for his career. He needs to think carefully and need to talk with the CEO. Because his phone is not on him—Sam decided to open his laptop while waiting for the Doctor to come. He sighed, and when opening the site of CAM, he is now seeing some streamers. [Welcome to CAM, find your ideal streamer!] It is the banner of the application as he is reading it. Sam hears a whimpering sound from his grandmother again. He rushes to the bathroom to get her bowl.

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

When we reached the edge of our camp, I widened my eyes in shock. Numerous other camps spread out, each with its distinct flag - purple, orange, yellow, dark blue, green, and light blue. My heart leaped when I spotted the immense, light blue banner. Unlike Wrath's camp, every other camp had tents, and fires dotted the area. Though demons moved about, they were too distant for me to distinguish their appearances. All camps maintained a significant distance from one another, each establishing its own boundaries.