The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Dying

Elena was placed in a basement under an abandoned shopping mall building on the outskirts of the city. With the condition of broken ribs and unconsciousness, the beauty that radiated on his face that was cold and almost dead in fact made the head of the Dark Larks Clan named Bryon look at him sharply under the dim light.

His gaze implied a link with a thick sense of curiosity. He didn't want to talk, but his hand touched Elena's blood coming out of her nose.

Bryon sniffed it and then clenched his finger.

Blasses.

His body felt strange, something wriggled around inside his veins and exploded. The combination of the electric shock and the increased testosterone created from the sensation of Elena's blood made her convulsed with extreme frustration until she staggered backwards, crashing into rusty iron shelves that store expired items smells rancid and moldy.

Bryon fell, some stuff fell on him to make his appearance was not funny. He grunts. A speck of dust enveloped him in a stunned feeling.

Bryon blinked his eyes, looking at Elena. His heavy head gradually shrank, something had happened to him. Regardless of what reaction took place in his soul, the blood mechanism acting on his body made him return to normal like a human.

Bryon widened his eyes, after which he moved quickly as Elena twitched as if about to die. His breathing was fast, his eyes were wide open, in a conscious state, pain was attacking him constantly.

Elena growled in pain, her hands clutching the edges of the long table and gripping it as Bryon's face shaded over her. Then looked at Elena with a guessing expression.

"Who are you, who are you? Where'sme? Where's Luther?" elena shouted in a frightened tone, her broken ribs rubbing as she moved, Elena frowning in pain. Then crying, as if before death again, Elena is ready to die now if her life is finally seized.

"You can kill me, now!"

Elena's breathing was panting with her eyes closed. The man nearby was not a half-demon human like the one who carried him away from the battle area, but a naked-bodied man. Totally naked as reborn. Even her hanging manhood disgusted Elena. She's dying, but why at the end of her life did she see something so disgusting.

Elena growled in frustration. "Kill me now!" his screams were filled with anger. "I want to die instead of you touching the son of a bitch! I'm gonna die!"

Bryon looked down following Elena's gaze. He was astonished, then dazzled himself with his manhood.

Bryon pulled the corner of his lips, he himself had no idea why his embodiment was now more terrifying than wearing a battle suit. But instead of looking for cover, Bryon leaned over to make Elena move and then screamed pain.

"I'll die if I kill you now, girl."

Bryon's monster-like hand touched Elena's cheek. He smiled strangely, strangely until the nausea instantly stirred Elena's stomach. Bryon's eyes still left the devil's blood visible.

Luth, are you dead? Luther... Luther, you fucking thud!

Elena brushed Bryon's hand away as best she could. Now he is filled with anger and disappointment. At a time of such an uproar, Luther, who had kissed him on several occasions, did not come. What an effort he made to connect with Luther. But absolutely nothing echoed in his head.

"You son of a bitch!" Maki Elena's.

Bryon clapped his hands happily. A sharp grin adorned his face.

"You really want to die after your vampire lover dies at my hands?" ask Bryon. "Not to." Bryon nodded, turning to look for anything towards the pile of items scattered in the stuffy rubble to cover his manhood.

Elena shivered, her entire body letting out cold sweat. Increasingly, a foreign chill permeated his body from the tip of his foot. Elena braced her guts and prepared to get off the worn-out table. He squealed stifled while bowing, his eyes searching in the darkness of Bryon's room.

Nothing he has done has hurt anyone else, he just wants to be the best equestrian athlete yet why he has to take responsibility for all the blood that runs in his veins in front of the hell creature. Even when he knew he couldn't live any longer, he still had to fight for himself to save lives.

Elena hid behind a cask lined up. He was trembling as well as having trouble breathing, the smell of petroleum made his head dizzy.

"O Lord, Father, Son and Holy Spirit." Elena muttered and closed her eyes with a gasp of breath.

"You, girl!" Bryon's voice filled the room so loudly. "You're hiding? Where're you?"

Things fell together from all directions. Elena shivering.

I'm gonna die.

He's shutting his mouth. Bryon's voice and falling objects stopped and his screaming voice echoed again.

Bryon's anger turned him back into a monster. His power increases but one of the most frightening things, he can transform himself into a human and it will further add to the horrors of the human world that must coexist with the creatures of the inhabitants of hell full of manipulation.

The shelves collapsed and hit the barrels. Elena was aghast, her body was crushed by a barrel and screamed. His breath was as heavy as a hammer before his cries exploded.

Bryon got rid of the barrels that covered Elena's small body. He lifts his body, instead of killing Elena for the sake of the end of the fight with Luther. He placed Elena's body on the table carefully.

His dark power healed Elena in an instant but at once as an invisible binder in Elena's body.

Bryon stabbed Elena in the chest right in her heart.

"Love will never master the darkness" he said sharply.

Elena spat on Bryon's muzzle loudly. The monster retreated while raising an eyebrow.

"Then why did you save me? You're starting to fall in love with me like your enemy?" reply Elena bravely.

For a while Bryon stared at Elena silently before he lowered his head with a muzzle that almost touched his face.

Elena raised her hand, a loud slap landing on Bryon's muzzle forcefully. Elena even kicked Bryon's horn with her foot.

Bryon grimaced, his pleasure growing to see the courage of Elena.

"Let's play games before your lover finds you!"

"He will definitely beat you!"

Bryon laughed mockingly until Elena inched backwards with her hands flanking her nose.

"You must never brush your teeth, disgusting." she blatantly said. "Your mouth smells of carrion!"

Bryon laughed more and more and then his hand stretched out to grab Elena's arm.

"I'm really not kidding you, girl! What's yourname?"

Elena shook her head quickly. There was no reason for him to say it. Bryon transforms himself into a human form. A little handsome with bright red eyes and a mischievous smile that made Elena goosebumps.

"You have to get dressed, at least you're more human than you lose your mind!" screaming sickened.

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