Bloodline Vampires Novels & Stories

" Just those two syllables silenced Marco's sobbing instantly. "You have bled for the Family. I remember." A flash of wild hope lit Marco's eyes. "However." Don Vincenzo stood and walked slowly toward him, looking down from above. "You killed my blood. You owe me a blood debt. It must be repaid." He delivered the final judgment. "At sunrise tomorrow, your right hand will be cut off. You are stripped of all rank and property. You will be expelled from the inner circle. Your life will be spared. This is the greatest mercy I can offer."

She *recognized* the intent before it formed. Not attack. Offering. A thin line opened across Kali’s palm. Gold did not spill from it. Something darker. Something deeper. Not divine ichor. Not vampire blood. Something *older than both.* “Take it,” Kali said. The words were not a suggestion. Celeste’s HUD flickered violently. > **UNKNOWN BLOODLINE DETECTED** > **CLASSIFICATION: ???** > **COMPATIBILITY: CONDITIONAL** > **WARNING: IRREVERSIBLE INTEGRATION POSSIBLE**

—echoed like a ticking bomb inside my chest. Why turn himself in now? Why after all this time, after everything he’s done? Because he was done being the hunter. He wanted to become the bait. And we were too grief-drunk to realize it. The Chevres. That name has been vibrating like a warning in my skull. Rosetta. Damon. The whole damn bloodline. They’re still out there. Jace pulled the bike to a stop by a cliff that overlooked a black stretch of forest. Stars bled into the open sky. For a second, it felt like we were just...people.

Also, Sir Danilo wants Dan to marry a pureblood and have high-ranking pureblood grandchildren in his bloodline. I know that a pureblood can revive someone dead, so does that mean Mama is a pureblood too? Wait, what's the difference between the other vampires anyway? If I become a vampire, will Sir Danilo accept me as his son's wife and let us live in peace here? Being a vampire doesn't sound bad at all, right? "Dan," I called my husband, and he looked at me. "Can you make me a vampire too?" I said to him, and his forehead creased.

"You're onto something - Ardal is struggling right now - but I can explain why." Kadeem scoffed incredulously, ready for another round of lies. "Go ahead," he said flatly. Rayburn flinched as Riley tightened her grip on his shoulders. He drew in a shaky breath. "Vampires are connected through blood," he said, his expression darkening, "For forever. There's an unbreakable bond shared across their bloodline." A hint of sorrow crossed his face as he continued, "And between the sire and progeny, there's an eternal hold." His body seemed to shudder involuntarily as the last words left his mouth.

She wielded a staff made of ancient oak, topped with a crystal that pulsed with an eerie, otherworldly light. The vampires were the last to show up, and their arrival brought a sudden chill that swept through the air. They glided with an eerie elegance, their pale skin and dark eyes giving them a ghostly look under the moonlight. They look like the assassins, lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver swift and lethal strikes with their fangs and claws. Leading them was Lord Philopoemon, the vampire lord. His long red cloak flowed behind him like bat wings, and his deep crimson eyes sparkled with a fierce hunger. Feeling the presence of the vampires, Rufus glanced sideways and gave a slight no

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.

SEBASTIAN'S POV I was wrong, Sarah’s the only irresponsible vampire in history. There's not one single reference of a member of the royal family leaving the kingdom. It's like none of my ancestors even anticipated an incident like this. "Good going Sarah, there are better ways to punish me for not paying attention to you, this is just too much! I don't even know if you're dead or alive. Please come home." A slight knock interrupted my monologue. Rhea? This feels weird and unexpected. I guess she's still our friend after all.

I never believed that there would be another girl with that nickname. Or did he say that way to all women? "Yes. It's Estelle," he answered without noticing my reaction. “She is a strange girl. You will like her.” “Oh, yeah?” “Well, to what I was saying, each species has something similar to that. A fated match, to put it that way. We vampires cannot feel where our donor is, we have no idea. The only way to know is by coming into contact with their blood.” I remembered how little I knew of my first meeting with Donovan.

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