Daywalkers Vampires Novels & Stories

Their movements jerky and unpredictable. "Blood addicts," Elder Maela whispered in horror. "What are those?" I asked. "Failed vampire turns. They're driven by hunger. Nothing else." But leading them were others. Smooth and controlled and terrifyingly elegant. They moved like dancers. Like death given form. "Nightwalkers," Elder Thorne growled. "This is a coordinated attack." The attack came from three directions at once. Perfectly timed and perfectly planned. Someone had been watching us. Waiting for the right moment.

They were weak and needed food. "Hello, everyone. I'm Gavin Kyle. The first vampire on the soil of Wisconsin after about twelve centuries ago," I started my first speech after they had eaten. Although some of them looked reluctant, interested, and afraid, their spirit personalities are what compelled them to stay. A force they could not control.

he told Matthew. Out in the hallway, a few familiars stopped, giving him curious looks. Even when they were awake, vampires looked like walking corpses, and these humans weren’t used to seeing vampires during the day. They were terrified, and if he wasn’t so concerned about Aster, he’d probably try to reassure them. “Declan?” Cassidy asked as he went by her, but he ignored her.

she asked me, trying to look cheerful again. "How do vampires walk in the sun?" I questioned. "Some vampires are day walkers, others have to wear something that has a Ruby stone in it to protect themselves from the sun," she explained to me. "Is day walking considered a gift?" I asked her and she shook her head. "It's more like a characteristic," she told me. "Are you a daywalker?" "No, I'm wearing a Ruby stone bracelet, but Adrian is," she said, raising her arm to show me the bracelet.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

I became stronger than ever before, I was faster, I gained access to more gifts and I now had the power to create eternal life. I could be referred to as the first vampire but I now had no need for blood as I became stuck here in the purgatories for all, but I still occasionally indulge in bloodsucking. On the first walk in the mortal realm as king I encountered a woman, she was beautiful and pure but she was broken. I watched her from the shadows as she cried by a cluster of graves. She had lost her family, she had lost her husband, and she had lost all her children.

The sun rose on a new day, casting its golden hues across the land, but within the realm of the supernatural, darkness loomed. The tension between the vampire clan and the werewolf pack had reached a boiling point, and the fate of Amareux's sister hung in the balance. Amareux, determined to negotiate his sister's freedom, strode with purpose towards the heart of the vampire clan. The council awaited him, their cold gazes revealing their uncompromising stance. As he entered the council chamber, a hush fell over the room, the weight of their intentions suffocating the air.

She clutched at the front of his coat like she'd drown if she let go. "I wanted to come back. I only just woke up." Her voice broke. "I thought I'd never see you again." She raised her face. This close, I could see the red glow in her irises. She'd been turned. She was a vampire now. She told us how she'd fallen into the sea ten years ago, washed ashore unconscious, how a vampire had saved her — turned her. She'd been on the brink of death so long that the turning and the awakening had taken longer than usual.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.