Books On Vampire History Novels & Stories

Ethan opened the search page and started reading it. The Golden Book of Mysteries is an ancient book that contains all secrets about supernatural beings, their behaviors, and abilities. This book was with the most powerful ruler of the vampire world-the ruler of the Celestial Kingdom. However, the kingdom was burned down in a fight. some people say that the book got burned during the war. some say that the golden book got buried in the land. Many people and researchers tried to dig and find the book but they couldn't.t find it. they also researched and analyzed the ashes but couldn't find any traces of the golden book. They believe that the golden book is been taken by someone and it still e

She sighed longed and exhale, her gaze constantly looking outside the veranda like her eyes were digging through something in the sky, a night where only the stars were glowing in their place but no moon. "Dad used to recite me the history when I was a small child. A history about the war between vampires and werewolves. He said they barely stand each other. My memories are vague about it as it was long before and I merely remember what he said. " "All he used to tell me was war history so grandma used to snatch me from Dad whenever he told me disturbing history. She believed I may get bad influence or get mentally disturbed and unhealthy if he tells me the violent history of war. I was just

“’Tis no wonder my shield weakens. Curse these vampires for their longevity of life.” “Pardon my ignorance,” Edwin said, “but, by vampire, you mean a blood sucker with fangs. Right?” “Did thy family not educate thee on thine history?” she asked with surprise. “I’m sorry,” Edwin said. “I’m afraid I don’t understand. Why would my family history have anything to do with vampires?” “The vampire we seek to avoid is thy long lost relative, Lord Malcolm Jameson,” she said matter-of-factly. All three men gasped in disbelief, after which, it turned quiet enough to hear if a pin dropped on the braided oval rug beneath their feet.

“They said the corpse looked like it was ravaged by dogs. The article went into gore detail about the claw and bite marks, and how he was sucked dry.” We turned to another hallway and was immediately greeted by the huge framed portraits of all the captains the guild had over the years since it was established. It adorned both walls so walking through this particular hallway had always been my least favorite part in wrapping up a mission. It didn’t help either that each captain in the portraits held a frightening scowl on their faces. Why was it a requirement to scowl in photographs? I wish somebody smiled in pictures for a change. “Sucked dry?” Kyle inched closer. Our cheeks were touching, m

Officers, security guards, press agents – the entire crowd parted ways. Humans are too easy to control, he thought. The slightest bit of mindbending, and they scurry out of the way like sheep. A vampire of the Blacktide Coven, Kyle had seen it all in his 3,000 plus years. He had been there when they killed Christ. He had witnessed the French Revolution. He had watched smallpox spread across Europe—and had even helped it spread. There was nothing left that could surprise them. But this night surprised him. And he did not like to be surprised.

“Down here, we keep the most valuable of artifacts. A special silver chest was built to hold them all, a chest which took twenty years to build. Inside of that chest, you will find what you need.” As they continued, the room opened up, and Caitlin was shocked to see standing before them, waiting, dozens of vampires, all dressed in white, all with white hoods. They each held a silver goblet, each one filled with a white liquid. In the center stood a single vampire, a man with a long silver beard and piercing green eyes. He stared kindly at Caitlin and Caleb, holding a small silver goblet for each of them. The woman gestured for them to approach.

Heaving a sigh, I picked up the book which I had left the study with and lay down on my bed before dragging the duvet at my feet up to my chest. I swiped open the book to the very first chapter and began to read. I didn't really find the book interesting but it was the least I could do for myself while serving father's punishment. The book was surprisingly about the history of vampires and my mind couldn't stop bringing back Sir Bernard's teaching about a bereaved vampire.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

He didn't feel sleepy anymore and he regretted it. He laid on the bed and tried to sleep, but sleep continued to elude him. Then he got out of bed and walked out of the room. He closed the door gently to avoid waking Logan up. He walked out and headed to his library. His hand ran along some of the books there until he saw one about the history of the lycans. How they were enslaved for hundred of years under the vampires and how the Lycans finally conquered them and drove the vampires out of existence. It was written as a myth as no one could actually tell how the vampires were driven out of existence. It was the same thing that was used in the enslavement of the omegas.

She told herself that again and again until her breathing slowly came back to normal and she could no longer hear the rustling of the wind outside. Rie turned her gaze back to the book she’s reading. It was the historic account of the war that happened a hundred years ago. Before the world, as everyone had known it, ended. In the year 2025, the third biggest war in the history of mankind happened. But it wasn’t between two countries or group of countries. It was between vampires and werewolves. That’s right, vampires and werewolves. When nobody believed in such beings, they suddenly appeared and changed the course of history. That was followed by the appearance of witches, wizards, even fair