Bloodline Vampire Novels & Stories

Khloe's POV: I looked out at the extensive line that held everyone in this city that was both old enough and healthy enough to give their blood. Whether they were willing or not wasn't really their choice. If it was then I doubt anyone would be here. This collection wasn't like the typical blood donation where a doctor gets the blood from your elbow. No, the vampires running the operation got the blood from the person's neck with a larger than usual needle so the process wouldn't take that long. Something about the oxygenated blood that traveled to the brain peeked the vampires liking enough for them to only want to take from that spot.

He runs a hand down his face, feeling just as helpless as me. “What are the vampire bloodlines? And what happens to me when they figure it out?” I took a seat when my legs started to feel unstable. I clutched the fabric of my pyjama shorts for some semblance of comfort. “There are three original vampire bloodlines. King Matthias is one, King Aurélien of Aralia Is another and prince Marcel’s father, King Emmerich, is the third. But you’re different. You’re scent is almost unique.” He shakes his head like even he doesn’t fully understand it. “Whatever Prince Marcel finds will determine what the King and his council do with you.”

"Oh, you don't know this yet, Hannah? As the Crown Princess of the Moon Church, you had the bloodline of a pureblood vampire since you born. You are closest person to a Blood Host and the most suitable heir to the vampire kingdom." He paused for a moment and looked at me. I could see he was a little bit regret: "But as you can see, something wrong happened to your body. It leads you to have two bloodlines, not only vampire blood but also werewolf blood. Werewolves and vampires have been hostile for tens of thousands of years. You must know it very well. In this case, if you, a person who has both bloodlines, rule the entire vampire kingdom directly, most of the vampires will not agree."

The two pupils in Wang Ji's eyes changed color from black to reddish-orange with the shape of a blazing flame. “Brother Zhou, Bloodline is a term for someone who still has the bloodline of a clan. As we know, a group is called a Clan because they share the same bloodline. A Blood Line will allow someone to have certain abilities without going through a training process. Yes, because this ability just flows in their bloodstream.”

He walked towards the two vampires that had stepped out. " By the mixture of a Darkblood vampire and your blood and the rejection of your people, the blood which runs through your body would no longer bare that of a Redline vampire but will be replaced with a Darkblood vampire, the mark of a Redline and the royal mark would vanish from your body and choose who it wants," Vlad pierced their wrist earning their gushing blood which he allowed to fall into the chalice. The two vampires hissed in pain, clattering, curses and insults rained from the people. Vlad proceeded to Micage who was relaxed as he allowed Vlad to take from his blood.

Corbin looked at Alexander and Eden and asked, "So will the two of you explain what happened five years ago to us or will I have to beat the answers out of Alexander?" Eden and Alexander looked at each other and Alexander saw that Eden had no intention of saying anything. After Alexander gathered his thoughts he started, “ I don't want you all to blame Eden for what I am about to say. So let me start from the beginning, ever since I was a little boy my favourite uncle, who my father considered as a brother, told me about his godson that lived miles away who he never saw, Eden but it was like Eden was living with us in the house. He would read me the emails that you sent to him about Eden. H

“The mark on your hip. You bear my family crest. It became visible when you took my blood. I have one exactly like it in the same location; however, unlike mine which is defined by black lines, yours has white lines. This means the mark won’t stay visible. It will only appear when my blood is in your system.” She reached her fingertips down to her hip absentmindedly but didn’t open the blanket to inspect it. She nodded her head hesitantly, “Okay...but what does it mean? What does it have to do with the sun?” “I am a Bloodline Vampire, one of only a handful in the world. My family crest appears on my descendants. Most are naturally born vampires, like Savannah.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

From what I can tell, her other bloodline might possibly be under Elizabeth’s bloodline— because, for a vampire, she’s beautiful. “A vampire…huh. Whose bloodline were you under…?” I said to Sherry. “Eh? You are familiar with the vampire race…?” “I read history, more or less.” “My family bloodline is under Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius, and Lady Elizabeth.” Hearing those unbelievable words, I shook my head for a moment to clear my thoughts. “Say that again?” I ask to confirm once more. “Okay… Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius and Lady Elizabeth.”

They were testing the fences, looking for weakness in the new wolf. "Silence." The word cracked like a whip. It didn't come from Min. Elder Park, Underboss One, set his tea cup down. The sound was deafening. He looked around the room, his gaze heavy with decades of violence. "The bloodline is the law," Park rumbled. "The Chairman chose his heir. The Heir has cleaned the house. If anyone wishes to join Kang in his 'resignation,' speak now." The room went deadly still. Park’s endorsement was the seal of legitimacy.