Anime Vampire Queen Novels & Stories

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

said the female voice. “But my Queen.” I froze and flattened my body to the wall and moved closer. “She must be killed today. Cut off her head. I will not have that werewolf, vampire mut taking anything away from my daughter. Laura will marry Andrew.” “My Queen.” Footsteps rushed off, and the queen hissed. “Stupid girl.” I hurried away and rushed to the moon garden, praying I wasn’t too late. Where was that damn vampire when I needed him? He was always around her. I hoped he was now.

Most die within months, drained of vitality, taking the unborn child with them. By a twist of fortune, I survived. Not only that—I gave birth to the sole pureblood heir of that generation. Overjoyed, the vampire prince formed an eternal blood bond with me on the spot. Decades later, when Alexus ascended as Vampire King, I naturally became his one and only queen, basking in a lifetime of privilege and honor. My sister, who had chosen the werewolf Alpha, soon learned the truth: he was astonishingly promiscuous, surrounded by lovers. She could never become his Luna.

Viola. Graceful. Calm. The Queen Mother beside her. Strong. Unshaken. And then Him. Idra. Standing near the center. His gaze lifts. And locks onto mine. The room fades. Just for a moment. Then A voice rises above the noise. Smooth. Unfamiliar. And far too interested. “So,” the man says, stepping forward, his eyes fixed on me. “This is the new queen.” My breath catches. Because there is something in his gaze Something dark Something dangerous That tells me This night Is not going to end well.

"You are, my daughter, you are a Royal Lycan, you are my blood, my princess, my daughter and I am glad that I have finally found you," " Am...am I not dead?" I stuttered as I couldn't believe that I wasn't. I had felt myself sinking into the water, after I had fallen inside of it, I had felt life drift away from me and I had welcomed death. "You aren't dead, my princess" her hands searched for mine and I gave her mine. "You didn't die in the water, Aurora, you are royalty and that is the reason why you didn't die" the woman who had introduced herself as my mother said.

Anton smiled and cupped her ass, 'You want this baby.' He thrust his hard cock into her soft belly and she moaned in his ear, 'Oh yes please.' 'Then you have to show me, baby, show me you want my cock buried in your hot little pussy.' Mylene was so aroused she pressed against him kissing him desperately, 'I want you Anton.'

Travis asked. “The rulers. The ones who took our guards, our prisoners, our soft succubae. The ones led by that damned wolf. He should have died that night. Of course he was hiding while the demon queen fought his battles. Then he uses her to rally the humans to his side. Stupid gullible humans. They fall for a sad story and a pretty face so damned often it’s practically a trope.” The vampire snorted. “She was pretty cute. You know she came on to me once. Asked me to join her harem.” The tiger chuckled. “I almost did.”

Catarina Rosales Marquez surveyed her garden of fruit and vegetables in the windswept hills of Mindanao. The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's.

The young woman kneels by the man, her heart now racing as she begins to panic. “He’s unharmed. He’s just asleep, I promise,” my animai assures her. She looks up at him and I can see her hands moving fast in front of her, and now it all makes sense. Why she never spoke. She’s mute. Since he spoke to her using words, I take that to mean she’s not deaf. Human folklore dictates that when a human becomes a vampire all human ailments or ‘disabilities’ are healed. That’s not the case with sanguidaes. Illnesses of any kind will certainly be healed, but deformities or disabilities will not. I wonder if the leader turned her believing it would give her, her voice back.

she said as she stormed out of the room. "Queen," Ace Denzell bowed, fisting his hands against his chest. The Queen was an old woman with dark skin that contrasted sharply with the pale vampires of their bloodline. Her eyes were large, dark brown and her lips slightly red as they curled upward in an amused smile. She looked like she was born in the shadows. In her room, she had summoned the entire Dark Shadow Coven council, consisting of an Ace, two assassins knights, and a Witch Rosaline.