Vampire stories have always been horror tales. Supernatural beings do not encompass much more than the fictional world of most humans who are unaware of their actual existence in the world, because they do not know the depths of darkness like many others. This is because there are organizations that seek the balance and survival of the human being as far as these races are concerned and that could easily disappear them from the face of the earth. But no one yet understands the basis of their dark existence, much less why these beings are so aggressive. But that's how human beings are. They are terrified of any aspect that threatens their existence regardless of whether this is the food chain, the survival of the fittest: the reality of the animal world to which they believe they do not belong. And they defend themselves against those monsters, cornering them towards extinction. There are more than one Dracula and one Draculina in the world, but they are not all the same. They fear the greatest power. They fear divinity.
Everyone had taken countless photos since joining that organization, but she was one of the people who treasured them the most, and in this special case, this photograph was extremely important to her.
She reached out her right hand very carefully before taking the portrait from her, she was able to blink softly and slowly to put it on the cabinet. She was face down, just like she left him every night to go to work and so she closed the door leaving the room in darkness while she adjusted her gloves.
Be quiet.
Everyone watched her as she prepared herself with ease. She took a pair of twin swords and put them in the sheath that was strapped to her shoulders, holding it behind her back. She then took a pair of silver revolvers which she placed at the sides of each of her legs, her work would start in ten minutes but she was very calm.
He turned one last time to the mirror: dark, skintight leather pants, then what appeared to be a simple leather vest, not even anything underneath, that belt holding his pants, the weapons, the fingerless gloves, and decided I was ready to go. She remembered that her reflection didn't exist and a man simply walked over and handed her a long black coat that would hide evidence of her weapons.
"It's time," he informed her so that she could only nod with a sigh, to quickly put on her coat as he began.
"Let's go get them, Xander"
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There was a very bright moon in Detroit. There was commotion everywhere as it was Saturday so people were getting drunk and making some riots around the neighborhood. Due to the violence in this area, no one was surprised every time a dead person was found, although lately the victims lost a lot of blood before being completely killed.
It was so cold that the albino could barely tolerate it despite the mask on his face, which covered his mouth and nose. The truth was that working on cold dates was not his greatest pleasure, but now he was very distracted on the roof of a warehouse while he read for the umpteenth time that book that he did not put down for some reason in life. Thanks to the fact that it was night, his presence there was not obvious and due to the special ability of that abnormal eye, he could read without any problem despite such darkness.
"It's going to be so much fun when you go blind" accused the blonde as steam was present in every word he said "How can you be so calm in this cold?"
"There's nothing better than being distracted, Jose. Can you tell where he is?"
"Give it a few seconds," asked the blue-eyed man, before putting a cigarette to his lips, taking a lighter out of his pocket before lighting the tobacco, to take a deep drag "Would you like some?"
"It seems that they don't mind hiding their presence" murmured a female voice, sitting on the ground behind them, while they both reacted.
"When did you get here?" The blond questioned, surprised.
"It's you who smells them and you didn't even notice their presence, huh? What an idiot" the older one mocked, to which the girl smiled.
"Our grouping doesn't make much sense, after all, Xander," she reminded him, before standing up. "You can see the thousands of miles away, he smells them, I can do both and even feel them"
"Well, we face all kinds of enemies" commented the other, with a barely evident smile.
"Here it comes" she murmured, turning serious.
"Really?" He asked the other before turning over his shoulder, not to see anyone, and then facing forward "I don't..."
"She's gone" interrupted the boy. "He's about to turn the corner"
"Let go of me, damn it!" One woman screamed as a tall African-American almost dragged her by her wrist.
"Shut the fuck up" he growled, before pushing her against the warehouse wall, he had red pupils.
A shot.
The girl blinked twice before noticing that she had been hit right on the wrist of the hand with which she was holding her, she turned to look to her right and found a woman, she turned her face to the left and looked at that shattered hand, even so, the boy had remained motionless, while his face had some spots.
She began to tremble, not knowing what to do, as the fellow steadied himself and opened his mouth again, hearing a somewhat savage growl that would make the prostitute scream in terror just before those animal fangs sharpened and the other handshake him and take him by his hair, placing him in front of the other woman, showing her how he would devour her at that moment.
The second shot hit her shoulder on her good arm so the woman was freed without choice, so she ended up on the cold pavement, leaving her to crawl looking for a way out of what seemed like a real nightmare. He just stared in amazement, the beast before his eyes and then the woman in black.
"Go" ordered the woman with the gun, so the girl only hurried to escape and run, while the monster reacted to both shots, with its head down, before raising its face and letting out a ferocious growl "And you shut the hell up!" mouth" he shot.
"Fuck off, you filthy bitch" then he lunged at her, with that red tinkling look, so she fired off another couple of shots.
When they realized, that body was on the ground colder than before. One-shot right between her eyes and one to her chest, terrifyingly penetrating. She just put the gun away before hers two companions of hers reached her, standing next to her before looking at the body of her subject, the albino then covered her eye with the band he was wearing. her.
"You seem more independent lately, Yuki" the man admired, to which the girl sighed tiredly.
"Well, I've been training a long time," she admitted, as the blond pulled out a phone and made a call. "I'm sorry if you don't enjoy yourself as much as before Xander, but I can't depend on you all the time"
"Of course not" he supported her as she smiled once more "You're all grown up, little one" he teased, putting a hand on her head.
"Cleanup crew is on their way," the blonde informed. "We can continue with the work, according to the locator we will find him in the next building, the other is selling drugs at a party, we will have to wait for him to come out"
"Then let's continue" replied the girl, to give them a very calm smile before they turned their backs on her.
"Okay, it looks like this visit to Detroit won't last as long as the previous one" commented the blond very animated. "Maybe we'll be early." They were making their way, taking only a couple of steps before a shadow rose behind them.
"Jose, are you hungry?" The girl asked, to which he sighed before shaking his head, shuddering slightly.
"Go ahead, Alejandra has served a lot of dinners..."
"Okay. Take advantage" he muttered, before turning around with a high kick that pushed the guy against the warehouse wall.
The grotesque figure emerged from the dust and debris, before noticing the girl walking calmly, her eyes now a radioactive shade of green, glowing like a pair of neon-style spotlights, her hands in her pockets.
"Demon" he accused her, but she smiled.
"My friend is a devil" she started, before taking off his coat and letting it fall when he got dangerously close "But darling" the tone of her eyes was changing to a reddish one "I'm much worse"
"Yuki has been very hungry lately" Jose commented while both gentlemen waited for her "Although considering that she doesn't drink much..."
"Yuki doesn't drink human blood, that will wear her down" replied the elder.
"Stop talking about me like I'm not here" she complained, before picking up her coat from the floor "Xander, tell the cleaning service that they only have to see the reconstruction and the ashes"
"Whatever you say, Yuki" then he made another call.
Enslaved and tortured, she believed darkness had consumed her completely. But then, this man appeared: The Devil, a man shrouded in shadows and mystery. Drawn to his brute strength and dangerous aura, she longed for his protection. However, her love for this dark man dragged her into a deadly game. Can she escape his clutches and find happiness, or will she be trapped forever in his world of shadows?
A party that gets out of control An infidelity that breaks my heart Betrayals, secrets, and truths coming to light They accuse me of a crime I didn't commit, but I will prove my innocence. I don't remember much, just a few gray eyes that became my salvation in more ways than one.
She... a sweet, tender, delicate and insecure woman, expelled from her family. He... a man scarred by battles, strong, confident, strict and known for being cruel A favor that united two people beyond a friendship. They were polar opposites. The attraction was irremediable. 3 months were enough to love each other.
Ares wants revenge and for that alone, he has returned to Olympus, but he will meet a muse who will make him rethink his priorities. Although it may not seem like it to him. War has always been his only love, the only reason for his existence, he enjoys the pleasures that his divinity grants him but everything changes from one moment to another. Can Ares admit that he has a heart? Will he accept that he not only loves war but also loves love? Only a muse can be the reason for his existence and make him know true happiness, but not everything is easy, can the gods of Olympus separate them? Revenge, love, betrayal, and drama ... I invite you to know the other side of the God of war.
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I am not the type of girl who attracts men, my life is not very social and my best friend is my cat Salem. He dedicated me to writing, hanging out with my brother, and sometimes with my few friends. Everything was normal until that Valentine's Day when everything changed for me. Two men burst into my life as if they were earthquakes, their auras indicating danger and they enveloped me in their life as if I had belonged there. My mother always said that men with tattoos were a danger and a problem for girls. But these two Greek gods got me and now I'm part of the mob. This is my story
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?