Bona Mea E Un Vampir Novels & Stories

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

asked Caroline again. "Yes, I remember, but there is a tiny problem," said Jamima with a confused expression on her face. "Problem! Why, what happened? What problem are you talking about? Girl, I dare you to say that you don't remember the colour of the eyes because it's our only clue," said Caroline, annoyed. "No, it's not. You told me that vampires can only have two colours, red and blue, right?" asked Jamima. "Yes, what's up with it?"

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

The other object of Ana's affection clearly didn't want any information given to Bobby. "Whoa! So this is like a rescue mission? Ok ok I'll bite. But when do I get to be a super kick ass vampire?" Bobby had a sloppy grin on his face. The idiot had no clue what he was talking about or any real idea what vampires were. Ana may be in control but most vampires are not. Jace remembered his grandmother warning him about vampires when he was little. Always making him promise that if one crossed his path he'd kill it; before it killed him. He would have too…That was until Ana came back.... changed…

He teleported himself back to the Coven and narrated every detailed information to his bloodclan brothers. Lord Ray marveled at the so much strength that the Vampires in the screen emanated. They were velocious in everything that concerned them and he guessed it was the influence of the Human blood which they drank. The mouthpiece walked towards the clay pot that was giving out smoke. He added more particles into the pot, awakening the smoke from its slumber. An invisible particle that even Lord Ray couldn't see.

"Liar! Vampires will never hurt my mom! Tell me you are lying! Tell me! My mom is alive! They will never hurt an innocent woman like her! Waylan shouted in tears. "It's the truth! If you don't want to believe me then go home to see the truth!" his stepdad shouted back at her. Waylan suddenly falls to her knees. "No! Vampires never lay a single hand on me so how can they hurt my mom. Vampires never hurt humans!" Waylan murmured in tears. "You can still say that despite knowing the truth that they killed your mom!" an old lady standing beside his stepdad shouted. Waylan stood up angrily in front of all the humans watching the mountain got burned. She look at his stepdad while holding her phone

Mia's POV I watched with bated breath as Sol straightened his back and his father, Wrenan Montgomery, walked up to us. A long black cane was beside him as he gave the rouse of an elderly man. But I knew differently. I allowed myself to tap into ever so slightly the vampiric side of myself. Through that, I could sense the raw power that the man before me possessed. He was old, very old. I had thought he was at least twice the age of Sol, but something told me he was much, much older than that.

We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically. "And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body." I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans. Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new.