Bloodline Vampires Novels & Stories

‘The bloodline curse,’ I whisper in wonder. The blight of my otherwise perfect unlife, yet, if I’m to understand Canus correctly, an unavoidable side effect of its very perfection. Other vampiric bloodlines aren’t as strong as the royal line, but they also don’t suffer our curse. And it’s all because they’ve been using dhampirs to strengthen the bloodline. Canus is both the progeny of the Prince of London and his biological son! It’s all starting to come together.

You don't know about this, beautiful lady - John winked at the crowd. That face was as convincing as his mouth. Brawen lowered her eyes for Riven, expecting to see some expression on his face. Now John leaned close to Brawen's ear and whispered: Are you going to deny John Kronos' words? – Brawen could sense how much he emphasized his powerful Kronos surname. In the world of vampires, there is no concept of "fairness, equality and fraternity", only the question "what is your bloodline" and the results are compatible with that answer.

This was neither the time nor the place, however, and I'm sure that Paul knew it wasn't over. In the meantime, he was adamant that it be more than an agreement but a blood promise, which is an oath that cannot be broken between vampires. It required each of us to share our blood, facilitated by a quick bite to our wrists and then sharing it with the others much like the ceremony that initiated us onto the Council. Alexis gave Kaniji a chilly look when she dared to look at him as if his blood was on the table for the offering, and she swiftly lowered her eyes. No one took blood from an Elder … Well, except for someone so blinded by her own lust that she acted without thought of consequences.

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.

She bent close to the inked lines, eyes losing their surface sharpness and taking on the inward tilt Evelyn recognized as the beginning of a reading. “Moonsblood will ask a price,” Aleta said after a quiet minute. She kept her voice level, as if naming weather. “Not in blood, necessarily. But in truth. The man who called you will not accept victory if it comes too easily. He needs a story worth telling himself. You cannot change that. You can only refuse to be written in his evil script.” “We had planned for that,” Damon said.

"You think I care about the puzzle? I didn’t ask for this chaos. My focus should be on leading my pack, not on babysitting a hybrid with unknown ties!" "Is that what you think it is? Babysitting?" Qwin challenged, her voice rising slightly. "Irwin is the only hybrid connected to our Bloodlines Dorian. You cannot dismiss her so easily." The weight of her words settled heavily in the air. Dorian took a step back, the implications of Qwin’s statement crashing over him like a wave. "What are you saying, Grandmother?" "Yes," Qwin replied, her tone now measured, almost conspiratorial. " You made that decision when you refused full blooded wolf that wanted you."

Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality. Royal family bloodline was kept by marrying their own cousins. And it all went on for years. Until the government was changed into a Republic. And later own, the royal bloodline was no longer kept intact that their rare blood was mixed with average blood and scattered around the world. And the elder hunters thought she must be from a family who tried to keep their bloodline. But there is no physical proof to these theories except from a vampire's sensitivity to smell. Clayton is getting anxious that the elders are also keeping a close eye to this woman. He felt protecti

She looked down at his chest as more blood trickled down, his heart pounding slowly, his breathing pace reducing. Quickly, she pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, cut out a lace from the end of her gown, and quickly muffled it inside the hole the dagger created. With her eyes closed, she bent closer to him, his face meeting hers and gently she inhaled through his nostril, her powers pouring into him fiercely. Suddenly, green smoke emits from his mouth, his heartbeat begins to race faster as each finger in his hands vibrates. Merga watched as her powers slowly revived him, the blood on him drying up immediately. Slowly his eyes began to open, Merga's heart began to pound faster as she r

“That’s truly shameful, more so than a surname ever could be.” “Really?” he snapped. “So you think a pack trying to protect themselves by removing someone with an infamous past, is worse than having the same infamous surname as two different known killers? Really?” “You’re shaming me!” I exclaimed at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Aren’t I your mate? Aren’t you supposed to, oh, trust me?! What could I ever do to you?” There was a beat of silence. “Your father never killed his alpha, only his beta.”

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