Bloodline Vampire Series Novels & Stories

As she fought and clawed at him, Lavinia took the opportunity to lean into the taller girl beside her. "What is this? Where are those girls going?" The taller girl glanced between Lavinia and the crying girl. "Astor is choosing his next batch of meals." "Astor…" That name was familiar to Lavinia. Everyone knew the Astor Family, a Vampire Clan that had control of an entire supply chain of blood. Every vulnerable citizen knew the process. Astor Industries grew and manufactured blood to sell to other vampires, eliminating the need to hunt. But blood does not grow without life. Rumors swirled around that family that they ran farms, raising humans for the slaughter, and selling their blood

I replied truthfully,not hiding or leaving any stone unturned. “Did you consummate your…..” I didn’t let him finish as I hit the table. “Yes I did but am not the first and I won’t be the last,I know it” I yelled. “As the council head and the oldest vampire in zikia,I there by sentence the pet of Lord Damien to a brutal death by blood draw” he stated as I looked into his eyes. It held nothing, just determination,anger…….. blood drawn is too much, she’ll die in pain and I can’t let that.

"You'll see. You will realize that you are now mine. I will be the owner of your child. And you—well, you'll either voluntarily serve me or die. The world around me appeared to fall apart as she spoke. The air became darker and colder. I sensed that her power was increasing while mine was rapidly diminishing. There was no escape. Not in this manner. But then a notion came to me through the fog of my panic. The rogue had mentioned something about an old bloodline and my abilities. Is this the case? Was this what I had been looking forward to? I summoned something I didn't entirely grasp by reaching deep within myself with the last of my remaining strength. That ancient force was boiling to th

Luciano DeMarcus, Leonardo’s distant cousin, a minor player in the family—but still ours. And then—Gabriella Vitale, Alessandro’s niece, a woman who had never been involved in the war, never part of the strategy, never meant to be caught in this. She had been left in the wreckage of the attack—a message. One that meant Elena wasn’t just playing for power. She was playing for pain. And that meant she had just signed her own death sentence. Leonardo stood beside me in the estate’s war room, the map of Milan spread before us, the details of the attack now evidence.

Blowing out a tired sigh, my father lowered himself into a crouching position so that he could be at the same eye-level with me, resting his elbows over his knees as he started to explain, "Carina, we're...You, and me and your sister, we're not humans either. We share an ancient bloodline, the shaman bloodline. Our veins are filled with magic," I looked at him for a moment, peering between his eyes before I suddenly started laughing, apparently taking them both by surprise as they gave me weird looks. "Yeah, okay," I snorted, "You almost got me with this one," I let out another laugh, abruptly stopping upon noticing that irritated look on my father's face. But before I could say or do anythi

He tries to help the vampire escape, leading to an alarm being raised and chaos within the pack. Tyler's father and the Alpha of the BlueMoon pack dies, and Tyler has to come to odds with carrying the new responsibility of being the new commanding general of the army and the Alpha-to-be. As the story unfolds, secrets are revealed, betrayals uncovered, and loyalties tested. The vampire coven and the pack hunters engage in a dangerous power struggle, putting Adrian's life in danger. Meanwhile, Lily's mother falls ill, adding to the emotional turmoil within the pack. Tyler, who initially rejected Lily's advances, realizes his mistake and tries to reconcile with her, but Lily remains distant.

I flinched at his tone. "Why are you always so careless?" he muttered before rolling up his sleeves. I was too weak to say anything. Suddenly, he bite his wrist and held it out to me. I stared at him in shock. "Lick it . You will be fine." He stated, inching closer to me as I look in horror. "No, No! I don't want to be a vampire!" I yelled, crawling to the corner. Drinking blood from a pure blood will turn me into a vampire!

“Well, try to explain it to me somehow.” A few people shift and Alaric’s lips twitch. I shoot him a look and he pretends to stop smiling. The healer clears her throat. “Blood carries more than life. It carries lineage.” I listen to her as she continues. “In werewolves, particularly within powerful bloodlines, that lineage can be recognized.” She looks toward Alaric. Then Elias. “As such, an unborn pup will carry traces of its father’s bloodline.” “And the ritual can identify it.” I finish for her.

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

“How far are you in the bloodline? He asks eagerly, as it's been a mystery to him why she can’t make her own lineage. “6th…” She responds casually. He almost choked on his spit. “Single-digit,” he mumbled. She nodded. “Citadel elders might capture and imprison me if they learn my bloodline.” She smirked, “The same goes for the Black Order, they will hunt me down if they learn about my existence.” “I thought Elder Mauritius knew about you…” he stated in concern. “He does know I’m a Vampire but has no clue that I’m old blood. The only people who knew about me as old blood aside from us were Velmont and Gertrude… And Tony, but he has no idea about the hierarchy.” She explains.