Novel & Cerita Vampire Valek

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

Harvey put on glasses and looked at the document Chad brought: "I'm still working on it, I can't be sure at the moment." Even a professional hunter like Jax can't do that, because the Vampires are extremely cunning if they don't kill them, they will find a way to kill them again. That is why the main slogan of the organization is “kill or be killed”. It's not that Jax doesn't have the ability to capture a B-rank Vampire alive, it's that he is a Vampire slayer. So nothing can be expected of him.

“That’s ridiculous.” "It's not,” I say. “I am Valerie Manchester. I was married to Sebastian Vairmont, Alpha of Bloodcrest. I shifted for the first time right after my delivery in this pack.” “Valerie,” she gasps. “How on earth do you look so different?" “This is Mireya’s doing.”

He looked around, his hands shaking, his eyes red and swollen from hot tears that he was shading. Not only were the corpses on the ground, but seeing his people getting shot wasn't on his list. He couldn't even locate the King or Aldridge or Iza. But he knew that they must be trying to fight off the intruders. Just then, he heard a stern voice from behind. "I finally found you." Valen slowly turned his trembling body around only to see a vampire with wounds in front of him. His clothes were torn, and he was holding a metal, sharp object in his left hand.

“Yup. So did Karma.” “I mean,” he chuckled. “If anyone was going to get into some shady shit, it was Karma. If we’d had to place bets, I’d have said Karma ended up being an assassin.” “Not too far from the truth, she is my Sergeant at Arms as well as my second,” I laughed. “So how did the Valkyrie happen? How…just how are you where and who you are?” I smirked.

a voice sliced through the din like a well-aimed dart—familiar, laced with that irreverent edge that could disarm a basilisk. I turned, a reluctant smirk tugging at my lips, to find Lena Vale lounging against a marble pillar like she owned the damn thing. Tall and lithe, with skin like polished mahogany and hair cropped short in a defiant pixie cut dyed electric blue at the tips, Lena was a storm in human form. Descended from the Vale fox-shifters—cunning scouts who'd spied for my father's forces during the wars—she moved with a predator's fluid grace, her hazel eyes sharp as flint, always scanning for the next angle, the next joke.

she growled again, looking at herself in the mirror once more. Her hand passed over her neck, seeing the last symbol forming, one she recognized well, just below her ear... It said: MALEKG, which translated to "destiny to hell." This filled her with even more rage. Skalliet had done this to her. And with that lock drawn behind her ear, he made it clear that he held the key and her destiny was already marked. His caprice had gone beyond what she had ever imagined. Feline eyes gazed at her, it was Elijah in front of her. He looked at her, observing her transformation, her face amidst the veins that shouldn't be visible. His dark eyes and hardened expression, she disliked seeing his face like t

I tapped my bandaged foot on the floor boards, the pain had seized completely but I was the ankle was still weak. “Gawd!!” He exclaimed in frustration. “I’ve never done such a job ever, who are you? Why are they so many Hunters after you?” He asked and I was sure I could see a tangle of fear and frustration in his eyes. I am, Valerie, the daughter of pack Alpha of the pack Mo'monte. Sold to be betrothed to the Alpha Emeral and ran away thereby violating my betrothal and becoming officially a criminal stray when the Alpha had tried. To take advantage of me.

Ever since he entered this room that looked like a large meeting room, Aryadi could only pacing around restlessly. The door to the room suddenly opened and a burly man in a red coat entered. Linda recognizes him as Rokan Allegro, a vampire who leads the Indonesian Immortal Center or INDICENT as well as this headquarters. The man had a stern face with blue eyes and dark skin. Just like Elder Damar, he is also a Caucasoid of the Halmahera Tribe, which is mysterious in the eyes of humans. “Master.” Linda gritted her teeth as she moved a little closer. “Why did the witches find Barbara's place being held captive this late? We won't have time to save that girl!”