Darren Shan Vampire Prince Novels & Stories

And as he spoke, he would break down in tears. "Elizabeth… I know I was wrong. Will you wake up and look at me one more time? Or… should I come find you instead?" He drank the concoction of eclipse herb from the glass. Kael had once told me that vampires were nearly immortal—almost impossible to kill. And the eclipse herb was one of the few things that could end them. It would turn him human for three days… before burning him to nothing. Pressing his face against mine, tears streaming down, he whispered, "Elizabeth… can you wait for me?"

You are not a human with compassion and pity! You are Prince, you are Prince of the Vampire nation! And when I die, you will be the leader of this clan! You are the next king!" shouted his father loudly. The old man no longer understands the child's way of thinking. Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Prince? Vampire? If only I could choose, I'd rather be born into a very poor human family than live as a Vampire Prince whose only goal is to avenge his entire clan!" Smack!

Ethan smiled at how gullible the two princes were to allow Alpha Reek use them as his pawns to win the war. Staring at the pale skinned, huge, Muscular man with Bloodshot eyes and many dark tattoos, Ethan has always heard about the vampire prince even though he had never seen him. Prince Azriel maintained a prestigious reputation in the underworld and he was known to be fierce and very powerful too. Many werewolf Kingdoms rejected his invitation to war as they knew that they wouldn't be able to defeat him and his armies of Full-blooded Vampires. Ethan continuously shifted his gaze from both men who were already anticipating the fight.

Tears streamed down his face silver and gold mixing like liquid starlight. “She’s perfect,” he whispered. “She’s everything.” He turned to me, eyes no longer crimson, but pure, blazing gold. And I saw it. The change. The sunlight in his veins had done something impossible. Valerian Nocturne, Prince of Eternal Night, was becoming the first day walking vampire in history. He walked through the burning light to my side, laid our daughter in my arms, and kissed me like a man who had just been given the universe.

“I’ll come to prepare you in the morning.” I frowned. “Prepare me?” “You need to fit in,” he said, gesturing to me—particularly my hair and nails. “Right now, you look like a pampered Werewolf princess. Not a Lycan.” He turned on his heel and strode over to the door. “What color is your natural hair?” “Why does it matter?” I asked, to which the prince shot me a withering glare over his shoulder. I sighed and added, “Brown. But I’m not dyeing it, if that’s what you’re implying.”

"Allena speaks of them occasionally. She cares for them deeply, but that won't stop me from leveling this little Clan of yours until the wolf's are but a memory." Jones shook his head. "You wouldn't. The creatures—they don't want to fight with us anymore, and Allena would hate you if you killed us!" Jonathan snorted out a laugh. "I care nothing for the creatures or their soft intentions. I am a Prince of Vampire—the favorite grandson of Lucifer. Do you have any idea how many of my own blood I had to slaughter to earn that title? Allena might hate me for a century—maybe even two—but she'll eventually forget you. I will be all that she has, but you . . . If you don't give me what I want, your

I asked, my voice small in the expanse of the meeting room. "Just as Alpha Leonard was an ally to our cause, Jameson seems to have joined the Shadowfang pack." "He is one of them?" I asked aghast. "He is aiding them." The whole table suddenly had their eyes on me. "Yes, Rielle, your fiancé is one of those monsters," Lance spat, his voice laced with open disapproval that made a chill run down my spine. Guilt tore through me like a heated blade and I wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow me whole.

She smiled. Serenity and Sasha trembled at the sight of him. The side of him they saw the previous day was still printed in their brain and they haven't recovered from the shock. Seeing him there in person was still a big shock to them too. "Dwellers of the East, The prince of the East has returned home". Kathryn announced as all heads were raised in Awe of him. "Long live the Prince". The entire room chanted as he stood high and mighty. "May the celebration begin". She spoke fiercely as he took his place on the throne.

From what she had understood, the first prince was a wicked, clever soul. "Prince Draco, but he assured the king that he won't let you die," Adrian said calmly. She fisted the sheets tightly and a broken chuckle escaped past her lips. So it was exactly what she predicted. She could expect nothing less from these monsters but if she ever got the chance to kill any one of them prince Draco would be the first one on the list. She couldn't help but think about Kolton and hoped from the bottom of her heart that he was set free and the monsters fulfilled their promise. Still, she hoped to see him again one day.

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.