Ambrogio Vampire Novels & Stories

The Lamborguini had parked in front of Julio Cesar's house and two guys got out of it and one of them took Amy passed out in his arms and entered the house. Some time later Marcus was already in town and was searching the air for Amy's scent and when he found it he took off following her scent like a dog - no pun intended to the wolves - following the hare's scent. Altered voices were heard in the dark and they made Amy wake up, but she would rather have stayed in the dark. -Pray to the devil she's alive, or I'll rip your skin off, literally! Amy opened her eyes and saw Julio Cesar, Brenda, and two other vampyres staring at her.

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

"And I don't like her. I told you. I was trying to get information out of her. Let me explain more." "You don't like her? But she likes you. She is always after your blood," I needed to let him know how much it bothered me when I saw that girl fawning over him. I burned with jealousy. "She doesn't like me per se. She likes my blood. Because my blood is..." Ambrose hesitated, so I looked at him questioningly. "There's some kind of aphrodisiac quality in my blood that make vampires go crazy for it," Ambrose said. "Same way Dave is always after yours. I think we have a similar kind of blood."

“Ambroz, that’s enough. Chill out.” He withdrew from the tight hug, and I sized him up. Ambroz is my best friend and vampire. A little tall, with a bit of ‘c’ back shape, he had wide lips, strawberry blonde and a pretty handsome face. He was one of the Elder’s son, he didn’t participate in politics though. “Whoa, I missed you, dude.” he said, taking my hands in his. “We all thought you’ll never be back, dammit.” As Ambroz continued his words, I could see flickers of tears and hurt in his eyes. The instant they began to redden, I let out,

Zen and Enzo had watched me kill many times over but I could tell this was a kill they found difficult to watch as well — both casting their eyes down. Swallowing down my emotions, I used all my strength to pull on Ambrosia's head. The damage may have been done but her body was still as hard as stone. It would have been easier to sink my teeth into her, but this was a more dignified way to go. The sound of her body breaking cut through the air, reverberating until her head was detached from her body. Her already detached arm lay in the corner she once sat. Grabbing her other arm, I broke off the limb. There was no easy way to kill a vampire but the one sure way was to decapitate them. "Lilit

Always wanted to be worshipped. That all changed one day. Before his father and mother were laid to eternal rest, Ambrogio, the first vampire, and his beloved had blessed the young king with the soul of his beloved. His entire universe altered. Xavier had one goal when he ascended the throne. To find his heart. His soul. The reason for his existence. In the guise of checking his clans, he had traveled all over the world in search of his beloved. To no avail. From one resurrection to the next he kept searching. Hoping.

"Augustin." Amber suddenly took a deep breath. Augustin? Augustine? The Augustine of the council? The Elder Augustine? He was a legend vampire, and she never thought she'd see the day when she could even lay eyes on him. After all, she should have known between her she-wolf's warnings and the pin he wore on his tie. She, in turn, extended her hand toward him, "Amber." " Here is an astonishing association," declared a suave female voice. "Good evening to you too, young Dhara," answered the vampire with an elegant gesture.

“Continue organizing and recruiting. However, I need you to begin compiling intelligence on this rogue vampire. I heard she is a mighty warrior and an odd one. Soon, you will be fighting against her. You will need to know how she thinks, her flaws, her strengths.” Cornelius peered at Ambrose. He turned his head as if feeling something unusual. The man was beautiful and Nirvana had tasted the likes of this young lad. How lucky indeed. He said to Ambrose, “You are an orphan I supposed young man?” Ambrose kneeled. “Yes, my lord.” “I can see it in you: familiar passions as Leo's here. You are a powerful asset to our cause. I welcome you, Knight Ambrose, and look forward to your tribute. Nirvana

History may be a boring subject, but the war of the supernatural was an interesting topic. “Ikrur a powerful and deceiving demon found out about the stone and plans to steal it. Ikrur devises a plan, an evil one. He kidnapped the Hildegarde, she's Urien's wife of the vampire clan. Ikrur told Urien about stealing a magical stone in exchange for his lovely wife. Urien was worried about Hildegarde's safety so he stole the stone from Lamia.”

She scoffed at my announcement, "Mate, you say. That human cannot be your mate Damian. Do not be delusional" "The instincts, the attraction says otherwise", I argued. High Queen sighed, "Damian, being attracted or having craving for their blood doesn't always mean that you are mates. Vampires by nature crave human blood more than any other creature's blood because human blood is like nectar to our palates". She closed her eyes as if she was reminiscing something similar although I was aware that she had abstained from drinking human blood decades ago. Most of us followed her footsteps and I wanted to say that I had never felt this type of craving in my entire life. I never really had any inc