Danny Phantom Vlad Novels & Stories

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

He ordered with a smirk. The silver haired vampire, Carl, did exactly that and handed the tool over to his leader, stepping back and leaning against the wall, waiting patiently for the show to begin. Demitri gripped the iron poker tightly and dragged it along the middle of Mason's t-shirt, ripping it open and exposing his bare chest.

Marble dust filled the air, the floor beneath the masquerade littered with fragments of shattered stone and streaks of blood. The circle of vampires pressed closer, their jeweled masks glittering in the candlelight as the duel raged on. Sylas rose from the cracked floor with effortless grace, as though he had not been hurled like a rag doll. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth, but his smile was wider than ever. “Oh, you’ve still got it,” he said, voice ringing with delighted mockery. “But tell me, Valerius… are you fighting for her, or merely for your pride?”

Time to do some discovery, starting with what I am, where I am, and maybe also who that old man from before was—not like it was important anyways. As soon as I walked out of the bathroom, the sight of the old man's corpse lying ojnthe ground filled me with disgust. ‘Okay let's try if this still works, not that I suppose it will,’ I thought to myself as I touched his wrist. Informations began flowing into my head on impact with his. Ones that stuck the most was the fact that this ugly man, was an alpha. Alpha Cassius of Ravenwood Pack. The pack didn't ring a bell to me at all.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

“By showing you the path and way that you should follow if you want your reign to last. War is coming. Bigger and serious than whatever you faced before. The wolves would be decimated, killed. It’ll be a genocide. Vladmir would make sure of that.” “Who is Vladmir?” She frowned, “I thought you’ve met him. It’s in your visions.” “I don’t know who that is,” I coldly replied. “The vampire. His name is Vladmir, he’s ancient, old, and he wants blood, every specie blood including his own and you’re the first because you’re the one who defiled him, who locked his people and him up.”

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

"I just realized what Waylan had said. It's true you only acted just like a human and helps her there's nothing wrong about that. It's just that in a human world there's evil and there's angels too. Maybe it's time for us to forget that thing happens long ago." Vlahdy can't stop his tears from falling. "Thank you so much, Ranz," he said while holding his wound. "After all we're both vampires who will help each other if we're in danger." Suddenly a shouting voice was been heard. "What happened?" It was Waylan who is coming near them. She suddenly got near Vlahdy and check his wounds. "Ranz what have you done to him?" she shouted. "It's not me? Why do you always shout at me! And why do you cal

As soon as they saw June, they stopped talking. “June, this is Vladimir, who will help us,” said Wilona. "Nice to meet you, June Hanson," said the tall, skinny man next to Wilona. Vladimir was very pale skinned with blond hair which was also pale. Even though he was handsome, it was easy to guess that he was a vampire. From his clothes, Vladimir looked different from the vampires that Drake was chasing, he looked neat and classy. Like European royalty. "Nice to meet you too," June said, holding out her hand to shake Vladimir's. The man smiled politely.