Hermana Vampiro の小説・ストーリー

Then a scream of pain. “Son of a bitch!!!” the little one screamed as the euphoria of the bite left her, and the pain of stopping it and killing the being that had given her the pleasure tripled her pain. He watched as she took off her black long-sleeve shirt, looking around until she found a precious vase. He stared. She wouldn’t... sure enough, she went over and began vomiting black goo into a Ming dynasty vase that had been priceless before that little thing was even born, and now she was vomiting into it. He watched her purge herself of the virus in an almost fascinating mix of horror and anger at her unabashed use of one of his priceless things, then just as quickly, she pulled out a li

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

Her small eyes were noticeable to her. "They are Vaughn's twin girls. The gray -haired woman is Cosima Leona Vaughn who is quiet in Vaughn. Silent but deadly. Then the other blonde -haired woman, Marchesa Leana Vaughn is the noisiest in the whole Vaughn but now she just looks like that because she's still in the hallway. But when she's sitting at their table, expect her voice to be strong. Unlike the three of them, those two are Half Vampire and half Witch. to the father. Their mother is different. " Lit said so I nodded. I saw how Leana snapped a finger while Leona was holding Leana's shoulder and in a flash they were up there.

She thought and then flipped for the first page. She saw a plain paper, or maybe the ink used had faded already. In the next page there is only one clear writing, the date when the book was created. It says; 28/5/1665. She flipped it again, trying to read the faded ink until to the middle page. She shifted her weight from the bed into another position, for her not to feel numb. Echeverrea Vladiane the first woman vampire who built an empire in the Tantrana Forest, the forest near the Canagan area. She built it together with her husband Magus McNaire….

His castle, once a symbol of power and immortality, was now under siege. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow on the ancient stones, and Derek's heart filled with a mix of anger and determination. He would not allow these rogues to take what was rightfully his. Summoning his loyal allies, Derek took swift action. His trusted lieutenant, Cassandra, a fierce and cunning vampire with fiery red hair, stood beside him, ready to fight. She was a formidable warrior, her skills honed over the centuries. Behind them, a small band of loyal vampires prepared for battle. They were a family, bound not by blood but by their shared devotion to their lord.

Splattering the almost black blood onto her fur. I wonder if the others feel when one of their own dies... I hear a twig break beside me, I quickly jump around with the vampire still in our jaws. The sudden movement slings the dead corpses’ blood onto the little snake trying to sneak up on me. As soon as we are toe to toe, I shake what looks to be his friend like a chew toy, until his head detaches from his body. Hera snarls with everything in her body as two others come up to the first assailant still in shock from the view. Hera is just oozing power and giving them a taste of her aura which is only going to cause them destruction.

she says to her. Esther does so, and then she asks the same thing from Brent, Nadia, Adeline, Tyrus, and Sabina. They are all representations of the bond that needs to be broken: an original vampire, two normal vampires, male and female, a hybrid, a Serafina witch turned vampire, and a binder-turned vampire. It is quite lucky that they have such a varied variety among themselves. Finally, she pours a few drops of her own blood into it: the blood of a practicing Serafina witch.

The only thought in Azura's mind right now was, "She'll kill them all." As for Conal, at this time, he, Phelan and Alfred are also surrounded by monsters, and the one leading is Harem. Conal was a bit shocked when he saw Harem's eyes turn blood red, which is characteristic of vampires. He knew Harem was no longer a purebred werewolf, and now Harem was no different from those monsters, but he still kept his consciousness.

Vampire bloodlines were rare, and there had always been a strong emphasis on their descendants, so it would be odd if she were. The girl appeared to be very young, yet she had suffered abuse, judging by the scars on her arms and legs. I lifted the girl into my arms and decided to take her to see a doctor. Vampire wounds usually healed quickly, so why were hers so difficult to heal? I gently sat her in the passenger seat and closed the car door.