40k Vampires Novels & Stories

Alternate Universe The vampires was human in the past, they just turned into a vampire after an obsessive and crazy scientist experimented on them and injected all kind of awful liquid inside their body or got infected intentionally and unintentionally, there were also that got born to be a vampire, living an immortal life that cannot get old even if got aged. The vampire race was ranked third after the zerg race, unlike wolf that has pheromones and powers, vampires only possess abilities after they were given by the suitable ability their personality matches by the patriarch blessings who ruled them all while some got lucky during their transforming or also being born in the world and recei

He nods and as an added affirmation of the vow, he says, “I am Gezer Zarn, a vampire of the Blood God. For all eternity, I, and all my descendants, will honor this vow.” Before I let go of his hand, I say, “I am Kaiya of Pitchford, a she-wolf of the Moon Goddess. For as long as I am alive, I will make sure that Gezer Zarn and his descendants will honor this vow. In exchange, I will do everything in my power to protect them.” “I’m guessing you will do the same thing with the others,” General Lorant interjects. Two vampires are standing behind him. This time they are docile. They cut both their palms and offers them to me.

He slides a wooden box filled with little vampires of different sizes, painted in the colors of Shadowglade. Rafe examines the figures briefly, looking at what I see are numbers etched on the bottom, different sizes for different numbers, and I realize they are meant to indicate how many hundreds of troops are in each location. Sadly, Rafe must pull out most of the smaller vampires and place them at various locations. Even the castle no longer boasts more than a couple hundred soldiers and guards. “That’s… disheartening,” Karl says once Rafe finishes. “We should never have agreed to this,” Craig mutters.

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

They were V Empire warriors. The vampires waltzed into the park in one slanted line, shooting at the picnickers. The vampire in the middle, whose shield symbol was red and not gold like the others, and his eyes were glowing amber instead of red, didn't shoot. Kayla assumed that was their leader.

The army consisted of vampires not less than the age of 300, they were a total of 700,078 warriors ready for battle (including skilled women) Immediately it was approaching dusk, Drex and General Zoe led the troops to Romania, immediately the gatekeeper sighted them, he welcomed them for they had alliance, little did he know Romania was about to be irrupted "Halt!!! The overlord said raising his hand upwards "What brings you and your army to Romania? Is this some kind of misunderstanding? The gatekeeper asked, as soon as he was done with his statement, the overlord appeared before him, the overlord was about to pierce his hand into the gatekeeper's chest when he heard the howling of werewol

I turned to leave and find Logan and Noah, but before I could move, a chill ran down my spine. From the shadows emerged four figures, stepping into the dim light. Vampires—tall and unnaturally graceful, with skin as pale as moonlight. Their eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger, sharp teeth glistening as they smiled, revealing a dangerous intent. One had long, dark hair that fell over his shoulders, muscles coiled like a spring beneath his skin. The second was lean, with striking blue eyes that pierced through the darkness. The third was broad-shouldered, his presence menacing, with a scar that ran down the side of his face. The last was the smallest, but there was a cruel spark in his gaze t

I laugh and leave the room. I was walking down an empty hallway looking for my partner so we could get out of this goddamn party. However, I was unable to sense her; in reality, she had leftthe building; something was amiss. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw trained footfall hurrying toward me. I whirled around and wrapped my claws around his throat before whoever it was could attack me. I could see his black-stained tongue and lips as he grunted. Shanahara’s children. However, how can that be possible? I can hear Luca chiming inside of me. Centuries ago, the black flames destroyed the whole Shanahara pack. Our sworn foes were the ones who developed the magical plague known as the black fla

I instructed Desmond, and he nodded, understanding his task, as I departed. The further I got from the healing center, the stronger the pull in my heart to stay with her became. I couldn't comprehend these feelings, so I fought against them, but they only intensified. As a vampire, I had lived on Earth for 400 years, yet I had never experienced these emotions, not even for the most beautiful vampires. My species was known for immortality, meaning we rarely died. Being a 400-year-old vampire was equivalent to being a 39-year-old human, considering that older vampires surpassed 1500 years of age. Therefore, I was still considered a young vampire.

Vampire Clans: Nerezza (neh-RET-tsah) – The founding bloodline of vampire academia, they value control, elegance, and superiority. Known for their mastery of illusion, shadow travel, and political manipulation. They often head prestigious houses like Nerezza Hall at Obscura Arcanum. Nyx (Niks) – Mysterious and ancient, descended from the primordial goddess of night. Members of Nyx are often oracles, seers, or necromancers, and their blood is rumored to grant glimpses into death itself. They don’t crave power, power craves them.