All Chapters of WOLVIRE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Important Documents Regarding the Immortalsby the Koba Vampire Research & Data Agency (Koba VRDA) 1. Report in the "Modern Journal" newspaper by Nero Saputra Vampires, creatures that are touted as captivating and immortal human images of the Indonesian version, began to emerge in 2018 ago. By the clergy vampire lovers, it's said that the physical appearance and habits of vampires are the same as those of Western vampires, only that they're resistant to sunlight and are stronger. However, what is Indonesian vampire actually?Indonesian vampires are not really the same as most Western vampires. My personal experience as a result of witnessing firsthand one of them is what made me write this. The male vampire doesn't want to be named here, because (as the vampire said) he was afraid of being executed

About an hour or so later, I was standing in front of a man who looked like a thug with a slightly wrinkled face. The man smiled as brightly as the sky of Pangkalpinang after putting my suitcases in the trunk. Some people seemed surprised by us, as if they were watching a scene of a thug yelling at a poor girl. Ahem, I'm not a poor girl, by the way. Just … forget it. “Grandpa!” I beckoned to the thug. “Why do you have to wear clothes like this?!” My grandfather laughed. He guided me to get into the passenger seat, then he himself got into the driver's seat and started the black Toyota Avanza. “I'm still fifty-one years old, you know,” my grandfather said jokingly. “Still not old!” I scowled as he started to run his car. “Not old yet … seriously, Grandpa! Already know the age, must understand the situation, please

“Ikak ni diem-diem nek nyari' tunang ka yang selingkuh, ok?”I was surprised and turned to the brash person who made my heart almost over. After making sure Grandpa was still chatting with his friends—now sitting cross-legged on the ground—I looked back to the side and glared.“I don't speak Bangka!” I said curtly.I tried to ignore the word "selingkuh" which sounded the same as "cheating" if interpreted in Indonesian.The brash boy's eyes rounded. He nodded as if he understood quickly.“Oh, you just moved here, huh?” the boy said curiously with a rather loud voice, acting out the voice of the artist singing beside us. His brow furrowed. “Where do you come from?”This time my brow was creased. I review his appearance. He wears a blue denim jacket with a white shirt, black jeans and casual shoes. His short-cut hair is as black as his irises. The boy's face was quite okay, but his exp

When I say "it's up to you," Mom and Dad will really do whatever they want to do. They never understood that behind the words “up to you" what was said, hidden the meaning of "I want to be heard".However, I didn't expect Grandpa would act the same as Dad and Mom.I often confided in Grandpa by phone before coming here, and how he sounded annoyed and always entertained me, I seemed to have thought that Grandpa wouldn't have the heart to limit my space. In fact, I was wrong.The next day after that night, Grandpa warned me not to leave the house in the slightest. He left at seven in the morning to go to school as an Indonesian Language teacher in one of the middle school at the city.Before leaving, he very clearly stated, “I will take care of all your homeschooling needs later. Just stay at home. If you need anything, just buy it online. Or you can leave me.”Because I was in a phase of frustration at the level of hell, I just ign

I sat, but on another sofa. I don't want to get close to anyone wrong.“How strange your family is.” Saga started. “Why do they have to hide who you are?”My eyes twitch. Sitting on the edge of the sofa seat, I noted carefully in my mind to run away immediately if something suspicious happens. However, the idea was immediately erased considering what Saga did a few minutes ago.“Listen me, Bara,” Saga said, advancing his body seriously. “I don't really know what you are. As I said before; your body's scent is a bit chaotic. So, I can't be sure. Either you are a vampire, or a wolf-cha—”I stopped him by raising my hand in front of his face.“You are crazy. Thank you for helping me open the door, but please leave,” I kicked him out.Suddenly, he pulled his lips and hissed. A pair of fangs appeared from between his teeth. The boy's eyeball turned white like the singer who acting