Dhampir Book Novels & Stories

Takes place in 1907. 69-71. Red Moon Rising, Malachi's Moon; Craven Moon BY BILLIE SUE MOSIMAN I liked these books. There are three different kinds (nations) of vampires in these stories, and they are chosen in the dream world, depending on their spirit: predators, naturals (who live as humans) and cravens. The first book is about the coming of age of Dell, a natural, and the last two are about her son, Malachi, a dhampir — half-human and half-vampire.

Blood spilled. “I really liked you,” I told him. “Bastard.” I ripped the doll from his hand and tore the hair free. My body healed all at once. Bone snapped back into place. Skin sealed. Strength flooded me. Kieran tried to speak, tried to shape a spell. His hands twitched. I slammed his head into the ground. Once. Twice. A third time. The grass turned red beneath him. “I’m a fucking Dhampir,” he gasped, blood filling his mouth. "It will take a lot more than that to kill me!"

I did not want Helium to know I had no clue. "Please, I do this from time to time." I Yanked and opened the door. My jaw dropped. I was not prepared for what I saw. In it were dhampir and humans. Some of the dhampir were drinking from the humans; biting their wrist, arms, and necks. Other dhampir were drinking from other dhampir. There were sounds of pleasure, echoing across the room. I breathed in the air. It smelled of different things. It was a divine, gentle smell of different types of fruits. I felt like I was smelling a fruit salad. I looked back at Helium, he stood there, leaning against the wall. "You can take your time if you would like. I, myself, am not in the mood." He shrugged h

“Let us see what you truly are.” The fire roared higher as I stepped forward, the heat licking my skin like a living tongue. Damian’s presence trembled at the edges of the chamber, his golden eyes fixed on me, silent fury in every line of his body. Angela stood beside him, her spellbook glowing faintly, ready to fight the unthinkable if it came. The flames whispered against my ears, voices old and familiar, calling me by a name that was not mine.

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️

After some minutes of restless thinking, I finally came to a decision. My heart was heavy, but I knew what I had to do. I stood, smoothed down my clothes, and forced my legs to carry me through the endless corridors of Damon’s mansion. The place was so massive that I still wasn’t used to finding my way around, and it didn’t help that my nerves were practically eating me alive. After a few wrong turns, I finally located his home study. Before I even had the chance to knock, his voice came from inside, calm and commanding, as though he had sensed me lingering outside.

He said to himself as he picked up a novel from the end of the shelf, the title ‘The Arrogant King’s Love’ was printed in bold upon the plain red cover of the novel. The novel is about an arrogant king who fell in love with a reputable scholar and military advisor, Lord Han Xin. The met during the siege upon the King’s Palace where Lord Han Xian had unknowing rescued the king who was disguised as a palace servant in an attempt to escape. The story revolves around the king on his character development into becoming a better king for his people all the while trying to gain the affections of The revered Lord Han Xian through secret admirer letters. It is a very romantic and erotic tale which Is

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He refused to believe in supernatural beings before despite the strange things that happened to him and his constant nightmares, but now that he was here right before one, there was no way to deny that fact. The side of her lips lifted a bit. “What do you think?” He didn’t say anything. From all the mythical books he had read, only dark creatures had red eyes, and the most famous were… vampires. What was more peculiar was he had dreamt about them before. In his dreams, everything felt real. It was like something about them kept on haunting him. “A demon or a vampire?” He didn’t want to know but he needed to. “Both.” His jaw clenched. He wanted to believe that this couldn’t be real, but altho