Darren Shan Vampire Prince Novels & Stories

Selena then said, bringing my high of what I just accomplished crashing down, as the smile on my face disappeared. “What do you mean it’s not enough?” I asked her, wondering what it was going to take to stop him. “Quinn, he’s called the Dark Prince for a reason. He’s the most powerful of the vampires and it’s going to take much more than that to stop him.” Selena tells me and I know she is right. I know that he has the power of my ancestors also running through his veins, but that power has to be dwindling away if he wants me so badly.

This scandal was unbelievable yet authentic. .... Once upon a time, there was a Lost Princess whose existence no one was aware of. . . An abandoned twelve years old girl no one cared about that had now turned into an assassin known for never missing her target and controlling an army of deadly, undestroyable breed of creatures even Immortals should fear. To pay an old debt Esmeray agreed to kidnap the King of Vampires. What will happen when the selfish, cruel, demanding and extremely unreasonable assassin Esmeray will meet the arrogant, self-centered witch-hating Vampire King Vladimir?

Joanne’s POV The square was frozen in silence, the tension, a living thing crawling across my skin. The vampire in the lead, the vampire prince, was cloaked so I couldn’t see his face, but his sword gleamed inches from Anthony’s chest, and for the first time, I saw my Alpha falter. The cloaked vampire dismounted his black lance, his sword never lowering from Anthony’s chest. The silence that surrounded us was deafening. The vampire reached up to his hood and pulled it down, revealing his face and I sucked in a sharp breath.

I turned slightly toward Damon, gesturing to him with a perfectly casual wave of my hand. "Oh, don't be silly. Ronan, let me introduce you. This is Prince Damon. He is the prince of my home pack. He actually came to the central district today to handle some official pack business with the local council, and since he was already in the area, he decided to stop by the university campus just to say hello to me. Isn't he just so incredibly kind?" The moment the name *Prince Damon* left my lips, Ronan’s eyes widened slightly. A sharp look of recognition flashed across his face, and he let out a soft gasp, his posture shifting from pure aggression to polite royal formality.

An hour later, beneath the burning moon, the vampire prince arrived. He stepped out of the obsidian carriage in a swirl of black silk and shadows. Prince Varek Damaris, heir to the Nightborne throne, wore no crown — but the air bent around him with quiet authority. His skin was pale like polished marble, his hair jet black, and his eyes... crimson fire. He looked at her as if he already owned her. Aria’s wolf growled inside her chest, fur bristling with instinctual dislike. The scent of blood and old magic clung to him like an invisible cloak.

My vision blurred, and I could hear the sound of my own bones cracking, my muscles stretching and tearing as the shift began. I screamed, the sound echoing through the night. My scream morphed into a howl. The pain was unbearable, a white hot agony that consumed everything in me. I could feel the shift taking hold, my body changing, transforming into the other part of me. “Master, do something!” Marion cried, her voice filled with desperation. But there was nothing he, or anyone could do. The shift was inevitable, unstoppable. I could feel my consciousness slipping away, the pain too much to bear. The last thing I saw before the darkness took over was Marion’s terrified face, her eyes wide w

Sister Mary inquired, and I responded with a nod. Sister Mary invited sir. Darenn to accompany her and play with the other children; he went with her despite his shyness. "You're adorable, and your skin is as white as r****h," sister Mary commented. Well, this is his first time leaving the mansion, and he has vampire blood.

It was made into a national holiday, however this died out only a hundred years ago when it suddenly became impossible to catch sight of them. Years of being hunted had lead to vampires developing stealth and thievery to survive. Rumours arose of their extinction, but were proven wrong when Shane Ainsley had decided to terrorise the Kaedmen Empire. He stole, killed and conquered. This went on until Darron managed to capture him because of his resistance to shadow magic as a user. And that was just recently, which meant Shane was at it for a hundred years at most. “This is insane” she muttered feeling as though she was reading the beginning of an epic novel and forcing herself to remember tha

And just her luck, the first thing they heard was breaking news: “Tonight, to all our shocks,” the reporter announced. “A 23-year-old bounty hunter, Danica Gallant, from Brickland, Umbre, allegedly attempted to assassinate Reign Eclipsis, the crown prince of the Kingdom of Vampires, and severely injured him. He is currently being brought back to his homeland and reported to be unconscious. We’ll report the follow-ups. And back to our regular news program, last–”

HYATT is this chatty and in anger and frustration that this woman still hesitate to help his master just aggravates him. What was it about this female that affect him so much? Why did he have a nearly undeniable urge to fight her constantly? Was this the attraction the two prince have? How unfortunate. "Oh yeah? News flash, pal. Armand and Vadim is also from House of Raavan. Heck, if it's TRUE that they are Marco's son, then that would mean they are full blooded Karza citizens so that would means you still have more of your coven left! You are not alone! All I'm saying is that, we have a whole bunch of zombie army to go through and diplomatic war between your master and my mates General and