Share
65: Smile.
Related chapters
Last Vampire. 66: Is.....
Touch after touch on that wooden door, and no one deigned to open it. His patience was running out, much like the little warmth present in the breeze despite the winter. The evening was here; the orange color was more evident than the sky itself, and the whole block listened to the children's screams as they played in their run.He knocked on the door again until, finally, it opened. But the moment the person who opened it saw him, they tried to close it."Wait," he intervened, placing his foot in the doorway to prevent it from closing. "What's going on, dear Olliet?" he asked, managing to enter as the other person retreated. "I just came to talk.""But I don't want to talk to you, Melia," he said. "Please, go away.""What's wrong with you?" she asked again, looking directly into his eyes and noticing the tears welling up, his face showing fear."Just leave," his voice trembled. "I can't help you," he said, and that didn't sit well with Melia."You can't say that now, darling. We had
Last Vampire. 67: Hell.
Her uneven breath, her eyes slowly opening, and as she tried to move, she only felt an unbearable pain in her wrists. Those wrists she could notice were tightly bound, something she recognized as chains. She was held in the same manner that could be a mockery of the being to whom every human on Earth offers prayers.She pulled on the chains, trying to find a way to free herself, but she couldn't. The heat was suffocating, making her sweat and feel, to some extent, as if the air was running out. So much time had passed since she had been in this damned and secluded place.The whispers, those whispers that screamed around her, from all those who were in this place. Pain. Regret. And perhaps even repentance. The wretched one had brought her here again. Brought her back to...The creak of a door opening made noise in that dark space, illuminated only by flames. It closed again, and she heard nothing but a breathing that conveyed satisfaction. She looked as best she could in the dim light,
Last Vampire. 68:More.
The debris has been gradually cleared away," the voice of Sheriff Stuff broke the silence as they walked carefully over what was left of the church. "It was something so difficult," he expressed. "We had to lift everything cautiously and try to identify the bodies that were trapped." "Were they able to lift everyone?" Fox asked, standing beside the Sheriff. "Indeed," he replied, stopping his walk and waiting for the other two who were coming with the brown-haired one. "In total, there were more than 50 bodies.""So many?" Rebekah asked, and the Sheriff nodded. "There were many, but not as many as years ago," Stuff said with a slightly labored voice due to walking. "It was the most terrible thing that has happened in London since, of course, what happened in 1813." "Since 1813?" Elijah asked as he approached. "Did this happen a long time ago?" "Yes," he nodded. "According to the stories kept in the station, from the mid of that century, what happened days ago happened in that year
Last Vampire. 69: Morev 2.
"At that time, anyone who didn't believe in a higher being was considered a "lost soul" on Earth. What is now referred to as "atheism," Donatho; was even worse than that term, and combined with his pride and lack of empathy, every time people saw him, they shouted without any filter: "Right hand of the same malevolent one," not to mention directly calling him... "Illuminati." And he couldn't care less. "Do the Illuminati exist?" The snow-haired one asked. "I thought that was nonsense." "It's not, Laiya. The truth is, it's not." He said with a frustrated tone. "That sect has existed long before your existence, and it continues to exist thanks to the same greedy humanity that's willing to give their body or soul for fame, money, recognition, and anything you can imagine, disguising it as something good when it's actually a façade. The world of Orleans is damaged by ourselves, not by God. Because there is a God who created everything you see, touch, and admire, but just as He exist
Last Vampire. 70: More 3
"From an eagle." Before Fox could say it, Stuff did. "Just like it did that day, at the Mass." "So, that means... That eagle, that thing, has done something like this before?" "It has been doing it for thousands of years," said Fox. "But when it was punished for a transgression, it was locked under a thick layer of levu itologi, which roughly translates to a heavy layer of punishment. It would only break when the one invoking it holds the same density of evil, and... Mr. Donatho was like that." His voice trailed off."But despite that," Stuff spoke up, "in order to invoke it and to make everything go as planned, something had to be given in return." "What thing?" Elijah asked."Two... Lives," he replied.Elijah looked at the brown-haired man as he pieced together everything he was hearing. As he saw the sadness and anger in his voice, even if the Sheriff took it as something normal, Elijah didn't see it that way. He deduced that the same eagle had done such terrible things befor
Last Vampire. 71: Here.
"It takes me away, a thousand times it takes me away." He mumbled into his phone. "Melia isn't responding.""She's not responding to me either." He said as it went to voicemail."Rebekah, I can't see Elijah anywhere.""Me neither, Fox." She said as they walked across the square, far from what remained of the church. Elijah had disappeared so quickly that they had no time to do anything. They needed to find him, explain things to him better, something told them he was thinking something very different about everything, about Melia. "I feel like something's not right." She suddenly stopped, her heart was racing and there was a lot of heat, a suffocating heat.Fox took her arm and led her to a chair in a small café in the square. He sat beside her and touched her forehead. She was sweating, which was illogical given the cold, and this only happened when she felt something was wrong with Melia."I can't see what's happening… But I feel like Melia isn't okay." He said, and this time his tem
Last Vampire. 72: Pain1/4
The tapping on the grand door was insistent, sometimes expected to see when the next tap would come. Fast, slow, no tap, and again fast, slow. Those inside wondered, who would knock like this when everyone in the mansion had a spare key? But they stopped wondering when they found out who the one knocking was.Approaching, they opened the door slowly, and upon seeing who it was, their eyes widened."Melía!" they exclaimed, falling to their knees, their face reflecting concern. "It can't be." They took her face in their hands.Melía looked at them, her brow furrowed, her mouth slightly open, her chest rising as if in convulsion. She was short of breath; the wounds that they saw, the ones Za recognized, pained her in the worst way. It's unknown where she found the strength to walk through the forest when she woke up, covered in her own blood.Za, unable to carry her alone, had no choice but to drag her inside. The other woman inside couldn't help but bring her hands to her mouth, terrifi
Last Vampire. 73:No can be...
The line of her lips twisted to one side, forming a smile. The gleam in her eyes intensified as she gazed into his eyes. Could this be possible? That gesture had answered him; it was Karina, Karina Conkinova. A gasp escaped him as he released the held breath. He couldn't help but laugh, but it was the kind of laughter that made others release the air they held. He took two steps back, brought his hands to his mouth, and approached again."You are... You are..." He stuttered. "I can't believe it." Without the polite Karina expecting it, the snow-pelinieve hugged her. She wasn't used to this, so two seconds later, she reacted. She was in shock, surprised. He could feel the ecstatic exclamation from his forum for this. He had before him the woman who gave life to the woman he adores, the woman he loves, the woman who is part of great stories, a voice for many women. "Sorry, sorry..." He apologized, letting go of the embrace.Karina was a bit lost by his reaction. In her long years of lif
Latest chapter
