Darkest Vampire Novels & Stories

And underneath it all, a single memory looped on repeat: "Prepare for a darkness unlike any you’ve confronted." Her eyes landed on her closed laptop. She hadn’t touched it since that call. It sat quietly now, too quietly. She stared for a long second, then walked over and flipped it open. The screen glowed to life, casting her face in the blue light that had become so familiar, it felt ritualistic. Her encrypted email still sat open. Marcus Langford is a symptom. The disease is deeper. Blackwood is the key. Adrian Blackwood. Even the name sounded fictional. A billionaire recluse. Whispers in Parliament. Donations to mental health causes. No scandals. No leaks. No profile. Just a curated myth

No one could walk in the woods that well dressed. - Who are you, young lady? – he asks. The woman lifts her head, looking at Dark, and the vampire's cold heart freezes even more. Fear runs through his veins in a way he's never felt before. The woman's face was monstrous. Her lipless mouth showed sharp-pointed teeth, and her eyes were pools of lava. The flesh of his face was rotten, and his hands were nothing but bones. She started to laugh, and the sound startled all the living creatures that passed by. When she took a step toward Dark, pointing out the bones that should be her index finger, Dark recoiled, and the fastest he'd walked in his life, he ran into the packhouse screaming.

There are a few more i have planned for the series but these are the next ones i'm hoping to release and start this year. Vampire Series: Book 1 Sold to the Vampire Prince Awakening My Darkest Desires (Completed) Book 2 Vampire’s Cruel Twist of Fate (Xael's Story Coming May/June 2023). Book 3 The Vampire’s Witch (Coming September 2023). Please give me a follow on my social medica I***agram page I have another book series available. I will be getting a F******k page to keep everyone updated with my writing schedule and other new book releases so please give me a follow, these are currently all available on I***a for the time being but I will update everyone when the F******k page is available

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.

They were basically rich and spoilt. Nolan had always been a terrible person until he met Kyla. When Kyla died, he became worse. He didn't even need Sasha and serenity anymore. He didn't need anyone in his life. He didn't even want to live anymore. He blamed himself over and over. Now, he doesn't even feel anything anymore. Kyla's death turned him Into a dark, heartless man. He doesn't even have a heart anymore. He doesn't smile, he doesn't give a shit about anyone, he just lives because he feels like hurting others the same way he hurts. Making them feel the hurt he felt and still feels, seemed like a way of paying life back through the pain of others.

I have only been the head of Darkness for 8 years and I must say that although it was hard for me to get here, I won it on my own merit and my men, those who are in the mansion at least are loyal to me, to the point of offering their lives for me , which I have never asked them to do but they simply feel they have to do it. We are the best on the whole fucking planet at what we do, we are the masters of the mafias, of the terrorist organizations, we are way above all of them, we have ears everywhere, we have people everywhere, but the best are in that mansion, they will not find anyone better than Max for long-distance missions, they will not be able to get information from someone quickly a

Periodic sexual assault suits magically erased with daddy’s money. I watch as he leans over the bar, a smug, practiced smile on his face. She blinks, clearly surprised, but then she smiles politely and responds to him. An immediate, sharp jolt of something dark and utterly uncharacteristic flares behind my ribs. It is the just annoyance. It’s a cold, possessive friction that makes my blood run hot. She doesn’t belong in a conversation with a parasite like Sterling. Hell, she doesn’t belong in this room of sharks.

“Mother's aim to do everything, by choosing twins is to save hope that the dark destiny of the vampire world might change. Even though the possibility is very slim not even at all. Every action will have its own risks, especially in matters like this. Mother has done her best, but the fate of darkness will continue to be destiny. In addition, Queen Meralda was really cunning. She had tricked the King of Darkos and planned to take all the forces of the Red Stone. Actually the King of Darkos was not gullible, but fate did require him to do all of that. After all, my mother was destined to die in the hands of the King of Darkos herself. But King Darkos did not do the same with King Drakos, his

"This place was just a random experiment for me, a place I saw on the net and have no plans of coming back." "Then you won't leave here scot free, no human had ever stepped in here and left alive " He gasped. "So what happens now, you're going to kill me?" "No, we'll rather kidnap you and keep you here until you regain your full sanity." "What do you mean?" Oliver asked and stepped closer to him, looking confused at his first statement. "You're our Lycan King and you're standing in the Vamp wolfish Clan." Oliver froze "That's a lie, this place is called Dark hills."

They'd made their choice when they decided to betray the Black Rose, when they'd chosen to turn their weapons on their own. She'll be okay, I told myself. I would make sure she got out of here, alive and whole. Jude deserved the world, deserved to be happy in ways I could never give her. I was filled with darkness, steeped in it so deep I didn't know where it ended and I began. I was dangerous, a weapon that had been sharpened and honed until killing was as natural as breathing. And I didn't know what I wanted for myself anymore. A man lunged at me from a doorway, his fist swinging wild. "You fucking bastard!" he snarled, spit flying from his mouth.