Alaric Vampire Novels & Stories

Casual questions, maximum sarcasm. To cousin Lila at breakfast: “Any vampires hanging around lately? Tall, fast, good stationery taste?” She choked. “What? No. That’s Northern pack crap. Why?” I shrugged. “Curious.” To a warrior during training: “Hypothetically, if a vampire saved someone from drowning, would he leave a note or just bite and run?” He laughed. “Vampires don’t save. They eat. Ask the North. Rumors say they’ve got one.”

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

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

He still did not look convinced but he took the glass from me and emptied the contents in only a few gulps before he gave it back to me. "Go back inside." He said to me and I smiled as I collected the glass cup and started walking backward, taking slow steps. I watched as the burly man rose to his feet and suddenly staggered, his eyes going wide before they became drowsy and before he could speak, he fell to the ground with a hard thud. I didn't know whether he was unconscious or even dead. After hearing rumors that alcohol and blood together could be lethal for vampires a part of me really wished it was the latter. One man down would weaken Cassius and would increase my chances of escape.

Alaric was upset with the deal Adna proposed to him. Not that his blood wasn't weak to perform necromancing but he had no one to teach him. Alaric was sitting in his office, with his head in his hands. Behind the wall hangs a portrait of a woman. She was no other than the famous Zara Knight, Alaric's mother. Below the portrait, there was a wooden decor where all the trophies were placed. It was from her mother, she was a vampire hunter. She hunted more than hundred of rogue vampires who were supposedly a threat to the entire community.

Anytime we do extra he always cheeks in on me. “So, do I get an answer to my question?” I asked him and he sighed. “Alaric is an ancient artifact that belongs in a museum but somehow still roams the earth after a thousand years,” Fred said with a straight face and I could immediately tell where Isla got her sense of humor from. “What I'm hearing is that Alaric is a vampire, with that age he's probably a vampire lord and both of you have a love-hate relationship,” I said to Fred who scoffed and rolled his eyes.

He looked like he was slowly losing his mind. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" I screamed but the man only laughed. As if on cue, the evil Alpha walked into the room. His laughter echoed inside the room and merged with the mad scientist's. He came to a stop over my bed and looked down at me. "I told you was going to uncover the secrets of your vampire blood and I will use it to my advantage. I will use it to conquer the world," he stated. I started crying again. "Why won't you just leave me alone? Leave me! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed.

A vampire grabbed me from behind, and his arm went around my throat. "Got her!" he shouted. "NO!" Alaric's roar shook the compound as he tore through the vampires holding him, and he almost made it before gunshots cracked through the night like thunder. Alaric jerked, his eyes going wide with shock. He looked down at his chest where there was so much red pouring out. "Blessed by a witch, cursed by a demon, and literally inscribed with your death note. Even the Lycan King can't survive that." Viktor said with satisfaction.

An eerie, malevolent laughter filled the air as a figure emerged from the shadows. Alaric, a formidable werewolf with fur as black as the night, stood at the edge of the clearing, his eyes blazing with an unholy fire. "We shall see," he sneered. "I will crush their love and claim the Celestial Relic for myself." Without warning, Alaric lunged towards Luna and Elias, his speed unmatched. Luna barely had time to react, summoning a shield of light to protect herself and Elias. But Alaric was relentless, his claws tearing through the protective barrier.