Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter Novels & Stories

“You remember, don’t you, that Noah and I were dying in 1865?” “Yes, of course I remember.” Lilith nodded slowly. “There was a war. Not the kind written in history books. But something older. Something hidden,” he paused. She felt her chest tighten. “We were hunting a vampire who had preyed on the entire population of several villages. Some villagers turned into vampires and others became prey.” Lilith’s pulse quickened. “And you found her.” “Yes, we found her.” Lucas’s jaw clenched slightly. “She wasn’t what we expected.”

Now that she announced herself as a witch, Kim wasn't sure what she was capable of. "How and why? I don't even know you" Kim pointed out. This was all really strange. Considering all the bad karma she racked up, she knew this wasn't a something for nothing offer. "I know you, all of you. And you'll know me soon enough. As to how…" she trailed off reaching up her sleeve. Kim tensed, ready to dodge if she pulled out a gun. Instead Raven withdrew a syringe filled with a yellow liquid. She wondered for a moment how she hid that up her sleeve with the needle attached but didn't ask. "This is shifter venom. Very rare considering the werewolves have been extinct for more than one thousand years. Se

44- Talvin POV The fire is a fantastic size, much like the love that I know Mom and Lawler have for one another. Looking to where Sydney stands, I allow my mind to drift to what she said about me being a vampire. A few things make me question if I am human or not, but are they enough to consider me a vampire? I don’t recall ever needing a transplant of any kind that would have proven my DNA, not for one parent or another, nor do I think I am adopted. I have seen my birth certificate before, and everything seems to be expected. My thoughts come to a drastic halt as Hildi from the local coffee shop comes out with a platter of coffee, and I am immediately drawn to her.

Lincoln’s body had a cut on the neck, it seemed that an animal had sucked his blood from his neck, the soldiers got scared and they felt that there is vampires or werewolf were living, so they decided to go from there instantly. The soldiers took the dead body of minister Lincoln and went from there. One soldier went to King Patrick and informed him about the sudden death of the minister Lincoln. Minister was very closest to King Patrick and it was a shock for the Patrick. He went to the place where his body was kept.

Walking back into the hallway, we see both Rebecca and Bailey standing side-by-side. "Hey," Rebecca says. "What was that? Is someone in there?" "Yeah," I say. "It's Lincoln. We found Lincoln. He, uhh, give us this." I show them Lincoln's gun. "Wait," Bailey says, "I thought Lincoln was dead. Didn't Chuck say he was bitten?" "He is," I say, "And apparently he didn't want to turn." Again, I show them the revolver. "Oh," Rebecca says. "Uhh, sorry."

I locked eyes with Damien. “The Vampire and The Hunter.” I said. He smiled at me. “How ironic.” He replied as he ran his fingers across the mark. It sent a tingling feeling shooting through my chest. “It’s so beautiful.” I said. “It suits us perfectly.” Damien replied. “I’m going to take a bath and try and get some of my strength back.” I said. Damien nodded.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

I should have waited to call in the morning. “I see,” he said slowly. I didn’t think he really did. “Do you hunt any other creature, Miss Thompkins?” “Kacela, please.” I said, weary of the formalities. “You mean like vampires and witches? No. Just werewolves.” “I mean Lycans,” he said. I sat up slowly in my chair. “I thought the Lycan population died out thousands of years ago,” I said. “I didn’t think that there were any members of that species surviving.”

I gritted my teeth and readied my gun, shooting each of them with precision. Sadie cried out in agony as I hit her arm with a bullet, but my attempt to finish her off was interrupted by a gunshot that almost hit my flank. "Shit!" I cursed under my breath, realizing that Sinaloas were using silver bullets, making it even more dangerous for me to be reckless. They knew my nature well, probably because their boss was also a vampire, albeit one who fed on human blood. Our kind was different from his. I quickly took cover behind another barrel to avoid getting hit.

He kept on wiping them out till some of them went into the hiding. Then he came for the Vikings. Linus father was the one in charge during the fight that killed Harry's dad but now, Linus was the new leader after killing his own father of course. He knew nothing about Harry or his father until Harry invaded his territory, killing every one of his men. Linus had fled with Nicole, vowing to return and have his revenge on Harry. Little did he know Harry had planned an ambush ahead and the moment Linus got to the bridge, Harry's men attacked them, capturing them both and taking them to the edge of the bridge. That's when Harry shot Linus three times in the chest but that was after beating him to