Darkness Vampire Novels & Stories

I have also learned how they refer to each other. A person named Night is a twilight lyceum; this means protectors of the twilight and carries the virus to create other lyceums. Chanco means protectors of the night. The twilight is what they call the shadow realm. The shadow realm is the term given to the plane between day and night; it is a world within itself. The only way I can explain it is a dimension just outside of our reality.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

The team huddled closer, their fear palpable, but I couldn’t let them scatter. “Hold your ground. Watch the shadows.” A blur erupted from the darkness, a male vampire with crimson eyes charging straight for Hansel. My instincts kicked in. I lunged, tackling the vampire mid-stride, my shoulder screaming as we hit the ground. His claws raked my arm, drawing blood, but I pinned him down, my weight crushing his chest. He snarled, fangs gleaming, his strength unnatural as he thrashed beneath me.

I could hear someone chuckling but it wasn't Rowan, it was Lucas, Rowan's brother. ‘’I’m Lucas’’ he brought his hand forward for me to shake. ‘’Leah, nice to meet you but I’m in a hurry.’’ ‘’Sure, pleasure’s all mine’’ ‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’, and here comes the wolf who was hiding in the lamb’s clothes, glaring at where my hand was still in his brother’s. ‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course.

She opened her eyes and stiffly looked towards the dark sky at the half moon that was turning dark muting the brightness at a fast pace. There were only 6 days left until the dark moon. The dark moon that came once every ten years, was the day where the vampires were at their strongest and often preyed and attacked on the werewolves, with no moonlight they gained power and strength from the darkness and fulfilled their bloodlust from the blood of the werewolves. Till date not a single person or warrior from Hunter's pack has been harmed or preyed on, after all he was the god and king of werewolves, the Chosen one, the strongest one of them all.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of horns in the distance, a haunting melody that sent shivers down everyone's spine. Eskaal gritting his teeth. “Prepare yourselves! Vampire forces approach.” A cloud of dust billowed on the horizon, growing larger with each passing second. The vampire army, a dark and formidable presence, came into view. Rancel and Cinhard, the cunning and ruthless duo, rode at the forefront of his army. Their crimson cloak billowed in the wind, and his eyes gleamed with a malevolent thirst for power. Rancel exuded an aura of dark magic that sent ripples through the land.

Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones. His eyes finally fell on the picture of a goddess.Staring deeply at her,he could also felt that she is also glaring at him.The Dark lord stood on millions of bones and skulls.It was as if heaven had raised hell on earth. Below the bones and skulls is an intense fire burning.It was as if he could hear the screams,pains and outcry of the people on his head.He felt all the hairs on his body rising, tingling with fear and excitement.Darkness is coming soon.

Crimson eyes gleamed in the darkness of the pines. "Bravo," a voice sneered. Before anyone could move, the first vampire lunged from the shadows. The night exploded into battle.

, that's what we are and that's all we know. Catch the prey and drain them out of the blood. Destroy the evidence. Despite being reckless vampires we all have our..... "superpower". We are born this way. And my superpower is " Darkness ". My mom says that my grand grandmother destroyed one city when possessed by her darkness. Hundreds of people were murdered and hundreds of others lost everything.

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