A Duel With The Vampire Lord Novels & Stories

Azrael chuckled finding it amusing, but then he turned serious, menacing. "In three days from today, I will wait for you at the clearing of the Bloody Fang Forest." The very same forest where he killed our father. "We will duel and whoever is the winner will be the new king." He added as he turned to leave, then he stopped. "I will free the hostages until then and little brother... this duel is to the death." I heard Gia Rae's heart thudding violently, fearing for me. The vampires that were gathered there; Ezekiel’s people started hooting loudly, proclaiming victory already. Kaelan cursed under his breath. I turned to look at the Alpha Pup Logan’s pained expression. He had tried to go after

Dominique grabbed my hand and dragged me to the side of the room. Some nobles left in a hurry, trying to avoid being accidental casualties in the duel of those who appeared to be the strongest among all vampires. "If the Duke challenges me, then I will accept. After I win, I will take your marked one, fuck her until the breaks, and then drain her to the last drop of her blood," Aryan grinned viciously while licking his lips. Sariel gritted his teeth. His fury instantly made him pull out his deadly claws. The hellish fire in his eyes was prepared to burn his enemy to ashes.

With a final, resounding lunge, I pinned him to the ground, my eyes blazing with the fire of victory. Damon's defeat was palpable as he lay beneath me, his struggles futile against my unyielding grip. The clearing echoed with the silence of realisation—my victory signified not only the outcome of the duel but the turning tide of the war. As I stood over Damon, his eyes bore a mix of fury and disbelief, acknowledging the shift in power. I dug my claws into his chest, ending him once and for all.

Lily shouted as she began to cry. In the corner I am surrounded by all the people dear to me. Michael is also with us now and begs me not to accept the duel. It is impossible for me not to accept it. This is an unwritten rule of werewolves. A duel never refuses. If I back off today and I don't fight, I will admit defeat in front of Camilla and will continue to insist on my relationship with Dominic. She will never accept that she chose me and not her and our life will always be overshadowed by her presence.

“The two ladies duel and the victor earns the right to court the lord.” I stared. “Excuse me?” “The duel may be fought with swords, magic or bare hands, depending on the families involved.” Someone near the front raised her hand. “And if the lord already has someone?” Lady Vesper nodded as though she’d been waiting for the question. “If the lord already keeps a lady under his protection, she may also be challenged.” Silence then “The winner keeps the lord.” I slowly turned toward Sera. “You’re joking.” “I wish I were.”

"I recently had someone who kept telling me I didn't know what honor was... Maybe he was right?" "You filthy human! You have broken the sacred duel! You have no honor! Kill him!" Christopher crouched low assuming a battle stance. For Christopher besides his own strength, the one advantage he had was the fact the vampires would be mostly without blood magic. Even with their friend's blood splattered all over they were unable to control it. Christopher had once read in a book each individual vampire's blood contained magic inside it. Trying to control another vampire's blood was like trying to hold two of the same magnet poles together. They would always push away. There was no controlling ano

I stood in the thick of it, alongside Castor, Pollux, and Alvise, each of us facing wave after wave of relentless vampire attacks. I had nearly cornered Kruglov, the right-hand man of the cruel Death Sanguines leader. My final strike drove him to the edge of a towering cliff overlooking the sea. I could feel the tide of victory nearing. Without hesitation, I planted my hind legs firmly, preparing to pounce.

Moss was the bigger of the two, the more muscular, while Deere was smaller. "Let the duel begin," Denzel yelled. The two werewolves started to circle one another, carefully assessing each other's strength. This wasn't just a brawl like the one at the mansion after an argument over who would be the beta. This was the actual trial, where the victor would advance to the next level, and the defeated would forfeit their life.

I know she’s powerful, heck she’s a goddess, but she’s still my responsibility to protect. Vadam smiles humourlessly. “A duel? You are a no one, not the true king, not the true heir, so why would I duel you?” He says icily. I cock my brow. “Oh yeah? Then killing me should be an easy feat for you, should it not?” I say coldly. “Fight me.” “Take him away!” Vadam commands, raising his hand. “Stand down.” I growl, pouring everything I have into my command. The Alpha command did not work on Vampires, yet surely there was some authority in me as a vampire.

He suddenly looked reluctant. "You don't know him? That man who is talking to Ralph, he's the very famous vampire lord, Lord Hendry Winters. Many vampire Lords fear him. I heard that his daughter waged war against the Lycan King because she couldn't accept the fact that he had found his mate and is replacing her as Luna. It seemed like the his daughter died," he explained. I swallowed the lump in my throat. It seemed like the news of Zenalie's death already spread all over the Kingdom of Vampires. This man must be very devastated over the news of his daughter.