Cain Vampire Novels & Stories

“Get to the fuckin point sinner!” He yawned and position himself honorably, “That young cursed baby happens to be our dear guardian vampire’s mate”

This made my muscles cramp at night, but it was more convenient than dragging them along the floor. - You are wonderful! – Kirian appeared at the door. The black and scarlet vampire costume was cut like a form of armor, though. This gave the warrior a menacing appearance and emphasized his broad shoulders and powerful torso. Approaching, Kyrian kissed the girl, pressing her to him. Ilyana automatically responded to the kiss. Her thoughts wandered far.

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

“Right now, on this path of life that we are living, I have to sacrifice myself for Scarlet.” Caleb stood there, winded by her words, unable and unwilling to believe them. “Why?” he demanded. Caitlin held her arm up and traced along the line of her blue vein with her finger. “I’m a vampire, Caleb. The last vampire. The circle of history begins and ends with me. I can determine whether we exist or whether we don’t, whether Scarlet is human or whether she’s a vampire. The secret of the vampires runs through my veins.” Caleb shook his head, flooded with grief.

Elijah and I tensed, our swords at the ready as the figure stepped forward, revealing a tall, imposing vampire with piercing crimson eyes and a regal bearing. "The Vampire King," Elijah murmured, his voice low and grim. The Vampire King inclined his head, a cruel smile spreading across his lips. "So, you've heard of me. I'm flattered." He stepped forward, his movements graceful and fluid, his gaze sweeping over us with a detached curiosity. "And who might you be, my young friends?" Elijah stepped forward, his jaw set in a determined line. "I am Elijah, and this is Caius. We're here to put an end to your reign of terror."

asked Davina . " He isn't a vampire Cynthia and the way you think he is one , you are gonna make me beleive it too ." said Davina . " Umm hmm ." said Cynthia as she had nothing to say , she actaually lnew Damon was a vampire but she couldn't tell his secret to everyone not even the people she could trust with her life . " What were you too upto ?" asked Davina . " Told you nothing special just monster hunting ." said Davina .

Among the representatives were a offspring of Cain that should be sacrificed so that it could take a fruit from the offspring of Abel, being that the children of Cain were vampires and the children of Abel were werewolves, they should wait for the representative of the avatar of the great dragon of the rebirth the so-called beast of the end that brought rains and rebirth. Every 200 years, an avatar of the beast of the end was born, in which he had to wait a period of 2 thousand years so that he could be the mediator and the bridge that would connect the love of the first child of Cain and Abel. Since Artemis Darkness, the son of Cain, the first vampire generated by the sacrifice of Cain's wi

“I came because… I thought my father…” Eldryn frowned. A small twitch of disappointment. “She’s resisting,” the boy said from across the room. His voice was quiet, but it made Julianne’s skin crawl. “Even without trying. That’s not normal.” Julianne’s eyes darted to him. “Who are you?” He stepped forward, the candlelight catching on his eyes. “Cassian.” His name felt cold in her mouth. “He’s a vampire,” Eldryn said casually, as if naming the boy’s specie was as normal as listing his GPA. “And he’s very good at what he does. Cassian, if you would.”

Christian was abruptly brought out of his thoughts at the sound of Cain's voice. "What were you really doing there? Were you there to kill the werewolves for the fun of it because you didn't like us?" Cain asked. He wanted to know the truth, especially since the vampire is sitting on the lap of a werewolf whom he knows. "I was there to collect the werewolves who were killing our kind, and taking their fangs as a trophy. You saw the trophy room yourself. Those shelves were filled with jars, and inside those jars were fangs that once belonged to a vampire, who is now dead.