The jaguar, getting tangled in his clothes, spun like a top, knocking the startled enemy off his feet. The cat's jaw squeezed the vampire's hand, biting it to the bone. The unnaturally strong, spotted predator yanked the Supreme towards him and sank his teeth into the neck, tearing the pale skin. The other two enemies, barely recovering from their surprise, rushed towards the beast, but the jaguar tensed its legs and crossed the room with a long, powerful leap, breaking a large window and disappearing into the darkness of the night.He rushed across the field, heading towards the rocks. The herd raised their heads with a frightened snort and met with wary glances a wild cat running past them. Tristan crashed into a horse at full speed. Having barely disentangled himself from under her long legs, he climbed out of the herd. The silhouettes of low field trees loomed ahead.This time there were nullyards in his path. Maneuvering between the war horses, outraged by such impudence, Tristan
Ira jumped out of the window. With the agility of a cat, she overcame the fortress wall and jumped into the thick grass surrounding Tantario's castle. Thanks to Lonter, the girl knew that Tristan’s location was not so far away. An ordinary portal, of course, could bring her there in a matter of moments, but the Chosen One never learned to use her Power. What can I say, she didn’t really understand what it was. The image of the Lord flashed in my head again and again - his cruel grin and bloodthirsty eyes. If this beast gets to Tristan, the blond will not survive. The king's predatory gaze made it clear that he wanted the young lord dead.Only now did Ira realize that she had spent too much time with Lonter. The Lord and his henchmen will reach Tristan much earlier. The girl will have to hurry, hoping that she will have time to help the cocky Tantario and the good-natured William.Ira ran, using her strength to the limit, tensing every muscle. She still remembered the pain she felt upo
“William, I’m coming to you,” the young man’s voice trembled. The portal opened, Tristan stepped forward, and fell into pitch darkness.Norfvuld, Zhedan- Let me go, please! – William shouted, breathing heavily and pressing himself against the cold floor of the prison cell. There were wounds inflicted by the whip on his back.- What, you’re unfamiliar with such a toy, evil spirits? – a mocking male voice rang out over the brunette. “We call him the “soul knocker.” Fun name, isn't it? And he completely justifies himself... - with these words, the speaker sharply lowered a strange-looking whip with a jagged silver-blue tip and lashed it on the back of the young man sprawled on the floor.William screamed in unbearable pain. The agony eclipsed everything that the brunette had to feel before. It was clear that this weapon was created to fight vampires. But William could not understand what exactly they wanted from him. Why is he being tortured? Death seemed like sweet oblivion compared to
The entrance to the Oracle's cave was hidden in the greenery. Flexible ivy stems intertwined with wild grapes and rose hips, making the skin-draped passage almost invisible. The girls came out onto a narrow path leading them to the left between the rocks. The first rays of dawn illuminated the path, coloring the world with gold and purple. At the next turn, Ira, looking around, crashed into Valya, who had stopped. The girl looked out from behind her companion in surprise. They stood at the entrance to a green valley, surrounded by rocks and well hidden from prying eyes. Dense herbs covered the rocky soil with a flowering carpet. Here and there squat trees could be seen, distorted by the mountain winds. A stream flowed to the right, joyfully ringing and shimmering in the warm rays of dawn.“Stay close to me,” the Oracle warned and moved forward. Ira obediently followed.Valya whistled thinly and for a long time. A few moments later, the ground shook. The clatter of heavy hooves broke t
Kyrian, kneeling in the center of the altar on the cursed peak, raised his eyes, red from tears. The man who suddenly appeared in front of him radiated power. A black cloak with a red lapel fluttered in the wind, revealing a dark scarlet velvet suit to the young man’s gaze. The stranger behaved with authority, although it seemed to the young man that the uninvited guest was very weak. White hair sparkled silver in the light of the full moon, and yellow eyes burned Kyrian to the very depths of his consciousness. The sharp stones surrounding them pulsed with a dull blood-red glow. - Are your prayers true? – Kirian clearly heard every word, despite the howling wind. - Did you say these words with all your heart? The young man swallowed nervously. He didn’t even notice that all this time he was muttering prayers to heaven, asking them to save the life of his beloved. The frightening and at the same time bewitching stranger was probably a messenger of the gods. “Yes, I’ll give everything
- Strange... Didn’t they really explain anything to you? – she asked thoughtfully.William shuddered, involuntarily remembering the events of recent days. Frowning, the brunette answered dryly:- No. They were too busy with their cruel hobbies.The woman chuckled. It seemed that the young man’s words did not excite her one bit.- You are in the west of Norfwold, in Zhedan. This city is a stronghold of Hunters.- Hunters? – William asked in surprise.The woman rubbed her chin with thin, graceful fingers, not taking her sly, hazel eyes off the brunette's gaze.- This is something similar to your Lygrian Inquisition. We also fight vampires. Only we don’t kill them,” a predatory smile bloomed on her face. - We force them to serve our people. You've already experienced the Hunters' ability to train vampires to obey, haven't you?William shivered, unable to cope with the flood of memories. The unbearable agony that he endured during captivity became his worst nightmare. The brunette looked
Valya raised her hand to her face and touched the scar with her fingers. Ira noted to herself that this was not the first time in recent times. The Oracle smiled sadly, looking into the fire and lost in her own thoughts.The evening filled the cave with summer, night coolness. A restless wind blew all day, creating a feeling of anxiety. Ira sat by the fireplace and read one of Valya's few books. Thin pages, yellowed with time, told the girl about the properties of medicinal herbs, their varieties and places of flowering. Ira did not so much try to remember what she read as understand that what the pages revealed to her was already known to her somewhere deep inside. But the girl could not remember how she knew this. So all that remained was to be content with the pleasant feeling of something familiar.The Oracle silently entered the cave. She laid out a new batch of herbs on the table and began to look for linen thread on the shelves so that she could tie the stems into bundles and h
- Quiet, my love. Now everything will be fine,” Kyrian smiled gently and left the cave, taking the winged girl with him.Blurry spots danced before my eyes. Ira heard voices. Male voices. They moved away.The girl rolled onto her side and grimaced. The body didn't listen well. Terrible weakness filled the muscles with lead, making any movement almost impossible. Each breath was given with incredible effort. Ira, breathing heavily, rose to all fours. Her head began to spin, and the brunette miraculously did not fall to the ground.Everything swam before my eyes. The girl did not immediately recognize the figure lying on the floor. The metallic smell of blood turned my head. The heartbeat quickened, sounding like an alarm bell in the chest, driving the pitiful remnants of blood through the dying tissues. Ira swallowed hard, trying to ignore the burning thirst choking her throat. The brunette slowly crawled towards the figure, realizing with horror that it was the wounded Valya.Sitting
Ira was sitting in the clearing. Leaning back, the girl watched the clouds passing in the sky. The world has changed a lot in recent years. The chosen one surrendered to her memories, closing her eyes and enjoying the warm rays of the autumn sun.All the horrors ended six years ago, when William destroyed Vragenn, and the combined forces of humans and vampires defeated the tyrant’s army. William, as the one who killed the Lord, was supposed to ascend to the throne of the king and lead the vampires, but the brunette did not even want to hear about it. That day, the winged young man seemed even more detached than before. Telvisina assumed the position of ruler, receiving the blessing of the human king and discussing the best ways of trade and cooperation between the two peoples.Since then, the way of life of vampires has changed greatly, and peaceful coexistence with humans has affected all of Lygyria.Tristan refused the offered honor of being chief advisor and agreed only to attend t
Staring at the silent ceiling, he renounced his thoughts from what was happening. Blood flowed down the back and legs from numerous wounds on the body and wings, and at the sites of the bites the pain radiated through a hot pulsation. The young man no longer had the strength to resist. The enemy's tenacious fingers held him tightly by his hair, not allowing him to move. William's heart was sad and bitter.“Do we really have no chance of winning?” - a heavy thought flashed. The contented rumbling of the feasting vampires rang in my ears.“Lilith,” William whispered barely audibly. He put all his desire and burning melancholy into this call. The image of the goddess he met in the Violet Mountains appeared in his mind's eye. And then - her tender kiss in the sanctuary. Lilith gave him her favor, which he would never even dare to hope for.His heart began to beat wildly with joyful anticipation - William felt how the goddess of the Black Moon responded to his call.“You called me,” the mo
The chosen one picked up the hem of her chic dress and looked out the door. The girl's heart trembled in her chest with excitement - very soon she would be free and meet Tristan! A mixture of fear and shame overwhelmed the Chosen One. How can she tell her beloved that the king's spawn is wearing? How can she survive this moment? This pain in blue eyes?.. Will they live to see each other, or will they fall, unable to hug each other again?The armed vampires who found themselves in the corridor did not allow the girl to drown in sad thoughts. The Chosen One could not miss such an opportunity to help her friends. Ira allowed herself to be caught up in the rage of battle. Mentally imagining her friends fighting, the girl sank her claws into the first vampire she came across. The rest froze, not daring to attack the king's chosen one - everyone in the castle knew that Ira could not be laid a finger on. The Chosen One took advantage of the inhibited state of her enemies and rushed forward.
Felix, in full battle garb, sat astride his trusty war stallion. The hawk danced impatiently on the spot, sensing the imminent arrival of the battle. The paladin held the reins tightly in his hands, restraining his horse, and from time to time he glanced with admiration at the rider nearby. It was the king of Ligiria - Edwin himself. It never would have occurred to Felix that he would lead an entire army, especially on a par with the ruler! The young man swallowed - on the eve of such a significant battle he was noticeably nervous. The king turned his head to the hero of Kermalan and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly. Edwin inspired respect and admiration with just his appearance: a tall, strong man of about forty with piercing light brown eyes and a shock of dark brown hair. A neat beard made him look more impressive and menacing, but small wrinkles around his eyes indicated that that this person knows how to sincerely smile and enjoy life. From the very first meeting, Edwin f
Ira tried to drive away the annoying “nurse”: she swore, screamed and fought, but to no avail. The ancient vampire was strong, reasonable, and did not succumb to her provocations. This angered and upset the girl, driving her to despair.“Creature,” Ira stopped opposite the Duke. Angrily pursing her lips into a thin stripe, the girl glared at the disgruntled vampire with her emerald gaze.- Come on, use it!- No, honey. You know how much our Lord values you now.- How strong? - Ira purred, looking sarcastically into the vampire’s yellow eyes.“Strongly,” the Supreme One muttered through his teeth.- Oh, really that much? - Ira turned on her heels and went to the dressing room. Opening the carved doors of the closet, the girl began to take out Vragenn's camisoles and trousers. Having collected a bunch of the king’s most expensive, and therefore most beloved clothes, Ira headed out of the room.- What are you planning? - the confused duke ran after the girl. - Ira, stop immediately...
“It was a difficult time,” Selena’s voice trembled with melancholy. “Many of my children gave their lives to buy us time.” For the first time, my sister and I combined our Powers and defeated Anur. But by that time there were too many bloodsuckers. They multiplied like a plague. Without their creator, they did not pose a fatal threat, but they could no longer become human,” Selena affectionately stroked the dark-eyed goddess on the head. - Lilith, considering herself to be to blame for what happened, spent a lot of Power to return the “infected” to reason and the ability to control themselves. And those who managed to take on their new appearance became children of the night, now called “vampires.” They have a lot in common with the seraphim, because their ancestors had similar energy. The need to drink blood remained, but it could be controlled enough so as not to cause suffering to anyone.The story of Lilith became an example for the other gods of the Heavenly Palace: that everyone
Tristan Tantario also fulfilled his role in their company, and did it brilliantly. But the young man himself often became irritated or, conversely, withdrawn into himself. Once Tantario even threw a ball at the castle, ostensibly to cheer up his guys, but in reality to calm himself down. William found out about the celebration much later, and rushed through the portal into the castle, wanting to give the stupid lord a thrashing. The adviser was worried that the Lord would not be alone in bed... but instead he found Tristan lying on the bed with a bottle in his hand. The vampire thoughtlessly looked at the ceiling and from time to time kissed his neck.William walked up to the bed and, after a short struggle, took the bottle from the blond. Tristan remarked indignantly:- Hey, nanny, leave me alone for just one evening! - after thinking, Tantario pulled a smile from ear to ear: - Or join me.William put the bottle down and hovered over the lord, crossing his arms over his chest.- It's
“So that’s how it is,” Ilyana said quietly when the knight brought his story to the end. - The world has turned upside down...Felix nodded.- Yes. Now we need to save Ira and destroy the vampire king.Ilyana shuddered.- This will be a very difficult task... The Lord is strong.- But we have to! - exclaimed the knight. - There is no other way! I am ready to sacrifice my life for a just cause.The girl smiled sadly and gently touched the knight's hand with her fingers. The young man looked into the bright, melancholy eyes of his beloved.“I just found you,” Ilyana whispered quietly. - Do I really have to lose you again?- Of course not! – Felix was indignant. He rushed forward and grabbed the girl in his arms.“At least don’t crush the unfortunate woman with your carcass,” a mocking voice rang out.Turning around, Ilyana saw a disheveled blond man standing on the porch in a casually unbuttoned shirt. The wound on his stomach left only a whitish scar. The girl stepped back from Felix a
royal clanThe royal apartments consisted of a series of rooms. Vladyka walked through a small hallway and opened the doors to a huge bedroom. Gesturing Ira to enter, the king grabbed two glasses, filled them with wine and handed one of them to the girl. Sitting down on a chair upholstered in red velvet, the vampire crossed his legs and took a sip of wine. Ira remained standing with a glass in her hand, without touching the treat.- I thought you were dead. - Vragenn finally stated. - And I'm glad that's not the case.Without waiting for any reaction from Ira, the king continued:- This may sound strange, but I missed you. Those nights that we shared... you are so passionate...Ira pursed her lips. Her breath hitched with indignation. But the girl continued to silently glare at the Lord with a hateful gaze.- Yes, you really are the Chosen One. Even Kyrian cannot reject my control, and you do it with ease, as if I were not your creator at all.The vampire drained his glass and put it