Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter Novels & Stories

She looked at him, searching his face for clues. "I have known how one man was capable of killing 33 other men without using a gun or any other weapon. That's because he isn't an actual human but a blood-sucking monster... a vampire," he revealed, his words causing Vivian's eyes to widen in shock and disbelief. The bowl of chicken soup slipped from her trembling hands, crashing to the floor, forgotten in the face of this horrifying revelation. [ Dr. Ellen, resident ] After Damian, Adams, and Noah had left, Clara and her mother finally had the chance to have an honest conversation.

Following Lincoln's eyes, I think he was counting how many of Finn's warriors were on standby and watching closely. Our car stopped and we got down. "Where is your Alpha?", Lincoln asked one of Finn's warriors, his eyes getting too dark. I knew Lincoln was an Alpha who can tap into his werewolf form without transforming. That was rare. "I heard someone was looking for me", I heard a voice I did not want to hear, break the silence from Lincoln's cold tone. "Where is my daughter?", Lincoln growled out as he stepped forward, but Finn's warrior put a hand on his chest and stopped him.

There's moisture in the heavy air before the rain and the smells linger. I have to try to block out everything about Ara to try to see beyond her. It was humans. More than one. They were carrying guns. There's a whisk of aftershave and cheap perfume. Alcohol. Sweat. Despite the urgency of the situation, a smile forms on my lips. I've said it before and I'll say it now: humans can be so, so stupid. I am not a vampire just because I drink blood. I'm a vampire because I am a hunter, and while I don't particularly enjoy tapping into the essence of who I am, I do it now.

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.

OLENA POV Abraham Chambers. My whole body ached, pain throbbing in every limb as Abraham knelt beside me. He didn’t ask what I’d been doing at the vampire palace, he just got to work. His hands were steady, dipping cloth into a bowl of herbs as he pressed it against my torn skin. His face wore that usual mask of coldness yet there was something lighter in his eyes, almost like he was… concerned. I’d never seen him like this, and it unsettled me.

It took Lucien Ashbourne, Blackwater's vampire lord, three nights to notice I hadn't requested any fresh food, human medicine, or clothes. At last, he called me himself. "Evelyn, St. Raven's has the release order," he said, his voice low and patient. "Your treatment won't be interrupted. See? Stop treating Celeste like the enemy, and I can take care of everything." The petition to dissolve our blood bond already bore my seal. To the outside world, I had the kind of fairytale love every human girl dreamed of—with a vampire who would lay down his life to protect me. Reality, as it turned out, was a little less romantic. My blood could not open the castle's wards. I had no access to its account

“But Linc…” “Lincoln lost his way a long time ago. His first mate messed him up. Becoming a Vampire made everything more difficult. I made the deal with him because I believed he could be kept on the path of good. Unfortunately, Colt did not help matters when he killed Linc’s family.” “That’s not true. His wife killed their children.” Aiden snaps The Moon Goddess slowly turns to look at him. “That isn’t the truth.” “She was getting the others to rise up against the pack.” He continues as she shakes her head.

His duty was to kill, whether slowly or swiftly, and he reveled in the pain he inflicted. Ramsy ordered him to do just that, and the inquisitor's libido soared at the thought. Higgins showed no signs of backing down, and it exhilarated him. With his magical prowess, as a sorcerer capable of facing death and tempting fate, he called upon the deity, daring it to take him if it could. It felt otherworldly. *** Abraham Van Helsing, the Dutch vampire hunter, had once had an apprentice whom he admired and held in high regard, long before he even considered the holy order as a potential calling.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv