Bloodline Vampires Novels & Stories

Ever since she arrived at Blackthorn, it hadn’t appeared and she would have preferred it that way, but now, she feared it won’t always be like that anymore. On her arm, she saw the lines again, like vines twisting and circling. It moved on its own and it had a glow of its own—a faint one. She raised her arm and watched it closely, not understanding what it was and why it chose her out of the billions of people alive. Or could it be that she wasn’t the only one? Like how she discovered that there are vampires and wolves in the school, could there be more out there? Even from her other school?

Nathan quickly interjected with tangible vexation at the sound of my father's choice of words, earning himself a scowl from him. "You shut up," He swiftly bit back at him with a pointed look, making him bristle as he peered between the two of us, but thankfully didn't continue arguing. 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,"

Prologue The night is bright as the full moon casts its light over the city, the darkness fleeing from its beams and clinging to corners where it can hide from the light. It is indeed a beautiful night. The quiet of the night begins to fade as the echoes of rain start their reign, but that isn’t the only noise. They’re at it again. The rogue alphas twist the blessing of the moon goddess to create their own with a bite, turning it into a curse. The screams of innocents, who know nothing about our world, echo alongside the rain as their freedom to choose between the ordinary and the supernatural is whisked out of their hands with a bite. The screams grow louder as Hugo, the alpha of the Bloodl

This is the tale of the two bloodlines: the revered Originals and the eternally bound Turned. The Originals, known simply as 'vampires,' are the progenitors of the night, their bloodline pure and untainted by mortal fragility. These creatures of the dark possess a power so primal that it defies the natural order—they can walk under the sun, and can conceive life. An Original's womb can nurture an infant born of darkness, a being who will grow swiftly, their youth an intoxicating bloom that halts abruptly at the age of twenty. Yet, even as the centuries slip by like grains of sand through an eternal hourglass, these blood-sucking children of the night remain forever encased in the prime of th

My house was still burning and I came out from its depth, stood there for a moment in dark, watching it burn to the ground the one mighty Jonas villa was now burning to ashes, who might have wondered if this could be the way for the tragic end of the Jonas Dynasty. When I was looking at my burning house I could hear the voices of celebration from the house next door, it was all sort of happy screams of congratulation, it was the Forbes, celebrating the death and defeat of my family but they were unaware the eldest son of the dynasty was still alive and he would not rest until he make all those people pay their debts who are responsible for his family’s death and in that moment I decided tha

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

No justification whatsoever. “Only bloodline vampire kings can withstand the scorching heat of the sun, suffering little or no damage. She was turned by a bloodline vampire so she had better resistance but they had kept her bound like a peasant all day, the poison flowing in her blood the scorching heat of the sun slowly burning every piece of her...”, Alessandro looked away, he snatched the glass and downed the last contents.

Here are my little mate sequences and their blur: 1. Bound by Blood and Love Blur - : In a world where the supernatural and humans coexist, "Bound by Blood and Love" follows Victoria, haunted by her past, as she discovers her daughter Alisha is fated to be with a powerful vampire, Ryan. Duty separates them, but as their destinies intertwine, Victoria must reconcile her protective instincts with cosmic forces. Battles between supernatural factions loom, testing their love and resolve. As tensions rise and alliances form, Victoria faces a pivotal decision, leading to a climactic showdown. This tale of love, duty, and sacrifice explores the enduring power of family and fate in a captivating wor

"Essentially," the vampire began to explain, running his claws through his silky black hair and shifting in his seat a bit to get more comfortable. No doubt, we'd be here for a long time. "My bloodline is mixed with mages of old. Something passed down from generation to generation is extremely potent magic, much more powerful than vampires typically have access to."

I repeated under my breath. “Yep. Perth, Dimitri, Fayre. Silian and Xedra. Everyone else you’ll ever meet? They’re all descendants—sired from those five lines. That’s how the vampire world is structured. Pure-bloods at the top, then the clans, then everyone else.” I sat down slowly on the other side of the bed, still keeping a cautious distance. “So all vampires come from them.” “Exactly.” Hannah smiled again, though it was less bright now, more careful. “That’s why feeders like us matter. We keep them strong. We keep the lines going. Everything trickles down from them.”