The Great Vampire General is a Girl!
"He wanted her to be stronger, he believed in her strength. Valerie thought he only sees her as his fellow knight comrade. Until they finally taste each other's blood and their world will never be the same again," *** Valerie Dubois, joins the soldiers to fight on the front lines. She replaced her weak brother who was the heir of her family. She disguised herself as a men for five years and never seriously became a knight. Her troops was defeated, due to an incompetent general and treason. She was slandered and became the cause of their defeat. She became a prisoner of war and was tortured. She died in a state of revenge and regret. She wanted to live as a woman. She wanted to feel Love. She prayed that she would be given a chance to live again as a woman. She opened her eyes and she was returned to the four years ago. But this time she promised not to make a mistake. She will fight to become a General and win the war. After that, she may retire and live as a noble Lady again. But can she easily obtain her happy ending? *** Excerpt: "Sir Raphael, I need your blood," He's a vampire, just like me. I'm not too thirsty for his blood. But I need it. He smiled, looked at me then unbuttoned his clothes. He showed the veins on his neck and some of his charming masculine curves. "Go ahead," he said. I touched his body and brought my face closer. My fangs grew and I plunged them into his neck. I gulped down his sweet blood. I won't drink too much. He's not my prey. I could see his calm expression. He clearly enjoys what I do. "This is unfair," he said. "why?" Raphael then took my hand and dropped me on my back. "Let me taste your blood too, Valerie. Will you enjoy it as much as I do?" he said. Umm, I was not ready for this. He was already strong. Why did he want to drink my blood too?? *** Author's Note: This story contains Gore, sadistic scenes, brutality and uncensored action scenes. The MC is Vampire, of course she drinks blood. I like writing explicit scenes. I already warned you. No explicit smut scene. A little bit of humour. Well, I am not confident enough to be able to make you laugh. I just want to tell you, this is a serious but not too serious story'. It's a slow burn romance. The relationship between the MC and the male lead at first will be more like brother, or like a senpai and his junior. But you will enjoy their sweet relationship growth. In the beginning chapter I write in the first POV, but later also write in the third POV. Last, Please encourage me to keep writing by adding this story into your collection! I OWN THE COVER. IT IS COMMISIONED
Hunting Ground
We vampires weren't really that different from humans. We couldn't eat anything other than blood. Yes, but it was the same as humans eating chicken or fish. The knights of Florentia who fought alongside the humans, often shared their prey with them. When we have drunk their blood, the humans will take the rest and cook the meat.
We didn't need much. Just a few cup. It was enough for us all day.
Human blood? We sometimes need to drink it too. Because the vampires were actually born from the intervention of the devil. Although many of us choose to live in peace and mingling, we also need to ask for their blood from time to time. But, the vampires of Florentia will not insist. We also didn't drink their blood directly by sticking our fangs into their necks. They just had to drip it into a cup and give it to us.
I couldn't remember the last time I tasted their blood. As a weak vampire, I hardly get some share. Human blood was prioritized for the strongest. We who are weak, were left to get weaker. I could not protest, because my role is not important enough in this war.
In my father's house, Duke Dubois, I could obtain human blood on a regular basis. My family was rich, and we were pure blood. That means we actually belong to the strongest vampire faction.
"Try to get a wild boar or deer this time," one of the vampire knights patted my shoulder with a concerned face.
Valor Dubois, was the weakest vampire among the Florentia knights. And I want that myself. I didn't want to be seen, I didn't want to be noticed, and I didn't want to get too involved in this war. They said a normal war lasted about five or six years. After that I would go home before being replaced by another younger knight.
Now, after being reborn. I have to do it again for the next five years.
It sucks. But this time, I didn't want to be the weak Valor.
It has been five months since I set foot on the battlefield. I was a vampire, which means I had more privileges. I didn't need to start my career as a tent builder or baggage carrier. When I came to the border, they immediately gave me the task of hunting.
My fellow knights had already been promoted, they became Scouts, aka tracking teams. Or join other units such as archers, ground troops, or cavalry. I was the only one who still serves as a hunter. It was because I purposely only caught small animals. Shows that I was weak and unworthy of promotion.
I also forced Charles, who takes care of the food for the vampires, to let me remain a hunter. Today he was surprised because I said I wanted to get promoted. But he asked me to prove myself.
Even though I haven't drank human blood for a long time, I'm still stronger than most vampires. Purebloods in Florentia, maybe only about twenty percent left. We were destined to lead the vampire race.
I ran fast, almost dashed into the forest. My steps were like flying, and it made the other hunters—some of whom were humans—a little stunned. I reactivated my instincts. With my eyes closed, I could feel the pulse and blood flow of my prey.
My nails were pointed, bluish veins appear more firmly on the back of my hands. Then I grabbed the neck of a female deer who was grazing quietly. I just need to break a few bones. Making it disabled but still alive. It looked uncivilized and vile, but we could only drink fresh blood. The blackened and congealed blood won't do us any good.
"I will help you!" a man drew his arrow at my prey.
"No!" I prevented him. My red eyes stared intently at him.
"You can't kill it. His blood won't do any good!" I felt very emotional right now.
Being a female vampire among these male warriors was hard enough for me. We vampires derive great power from drinking human blood. Often we couldn't hold back our fangs that grew involuntarily when we saw the blood running through their veins. Us, could only drink from the opposite sex.
The knight before me was a new person. He has blonde hair and shady blue eyes. He was probably not even twenty years old. I swallowed my saliva, realizing that I was very thirsty.
"Damn it!" I grabbed the doe's leg and plunged my fangs into her neck. The blonde haired knight looked scared at the moment. This was probably the first time he'd seen a vampire eat.
But I could sense that he thought he was safe right now. Because he thought I was a man. Male vampires wouldn't drink male blood either. Unfortunately I was a woman, and he looked tasty to me. The Knights of Florentia have managed this division of roles well. They made sure there would be no incidents. They separate men and women.
Female knights, not a rare thing in this war. Male vampires, too, occasionally need their blood. But I couldn't say that I'm a girl. Because I was sent here by Duke Dubois to replace his sickly son. I am Valor Dubois, the son of the Duke who never existed.
There's still a lot of deer's blood left, too bad.
"This one, you can give the human chef to cook," I said.
My thirst isn't completely gone, but I was not that hungry anymore.
"Oh, you can't just kill your food right away?" The knight asked in a slightly cheerful tone.
I shake my hand, and wipe the handkerchief over my mouth. Get rid of the bloodstains that still occasionally drip from my fangs.
"New guy, what's your name?"
"I? my name is Kyle Brennan, I—"
He stopped talking because I showed a surprised expression. In my old life I often heard that name.
He was now just a novice soldier. But in two years, he would be one of the best archers among Florentia's allies. He would kill a lot of Avalon's Vampires with his silver-tipped arrows. Unfortunately he lost his life in the next four years. It was a huge loss even for us vampires.
"Kyle Brennan?" I involuntarily exclaimed. I feel like I just found a treasure.
"Yes, what's your name?"
"My name is Valor Dubois," I introduced myself, trying to be calmer. I can't seem too excited right now.
"Guidance please, senior. I just arrived at the border last week and don't know much about what to do here yet," he scratched his head awkwardly.
"Yes, of course, I'll teach you," I said firmly, looking into his eyes.
"I will make you the fastest rising knight in the history of the Florentia army. Would you be willing to be my partner?"
If I seriously want to pursue the position of General, I must gather strong allies by my side.