Bloodline Vampires Novels & Stories

He was quiet for a long moment. "Original full blood vampire," he said. "That is not just rare Tyra. That bloodline is the vampire equivalent of a founding pack. The source of everything that came after it." He looked at her steadily. "That blood in you is not just vampire blood. It is the beginning of the vampire world." She stared at him. "The beginning," she said. "Yes," he said. She looked back at the diary. Turned the page. People think being a full blood vampire means hunger and darkness and all the things the stories say.

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.”

Vampire Clans: Nerezza (neh-RET-tsah) – The founding bloodline of vampire academia, they value control, elegance, and superiority. Known for their mastery of illusion, shadow travel, and political manipulation. They often head prestigious houses like Nerezza Hall at Obscura Arcanum. Nyx (Niks) – Mysterious and ancient, descended from the primordial goddess of night. Members of Nyx are often oracles, seers, or necromancers, and their blood is rumored to grant glimpses into death itself. They don’t crave power, power craves them.

Lu and Jenn followed me but sat on the other couch across from us. “Will the first successful vampire as there are reports of other methods that result in a vampire entity but not a stable entity or one like Crisal. As he can be seen in pictures or mirrors, as well as in the daylight. Then it was discovered that his bloodline can have children, though it is a complicated process and involves a demon with infertility powers. But yeah, Crisal was the first vampire and the one responsible for my family line.” Sarah added as she joined us, by taking the last chair. “But what you just described I’ve never heard happening before. I know Crispin cares for you, but when I entered the room, he wasn’t

“And from where I am sitting, we are dealing with something neither of us understands, and you are too stubborn to ask for help." He turned to face her too. Now they were face to face, too close “I know what it is,” he said Lydia blinked. “You do?” “Shadowbreed,” Ethan said standing slowly. At least, that is what my family calls them. They are ancient. Predators that feed on shifter energy. They can take any form, mimic anyone perfectly." "Like shapeshifters?" "No." He shook his head. "Worse. They do not just copy appearances. They consume their victims. Take their memories, their mannerisms, everything that makes them who they are."

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.

“Here they are,” On a long fancy table and feast, different unfamiliar faces have gathered. I want to hug myself when I felt how cold and dead the room felt. As I looked carefully, vampires with different races and bloodlines. However, all of their aurae screams power and superiority, as they hold the red blood wine and lay at their seats like it’s their own throne. This is the Valentin-Octavian Bloodline, I whispered to myself as I stand there stunned, their hawk-like eyes on me as If I am their prey, and one wrong move feels like a sin.

He seems pretty controlled. "The pure breeds are rare, Lorey. Compared to other species, they are still only in their hundreds globally..... Darrius here is from the house of Danesti, one of the oldest in the vampire hierarchy, second to Draculesti.... The high lord's bloodline. Your bloodline." Now that makes me snort and choke in disbelief as lame movies we watched in the orphanage appear in my head.