Dhampir Book Novels & Stories

Douglass accepted the challenge and looked back at Amethyst who had acted on an impulse and snatched the book from his hands. "There were two books — the book of Spells and the book of Prophecies. Why only this one?" Turning every page of the book, Amethyst investigated, narrowing her eyes at Douglass who never said anything else. Amethyst swiftly stopped turning the pages and stopped on one page that had her name written boldly at the top. Her eyes widened with unspeakable fear that attracted the attention of both Liam and Douglass. "M-my b…blood is needed for the…rebirth of the demon…?" She gasped and the book elegantly fell from her hands.

Damon appeared behind them and Sachajir didn't managed to avoid his second attack. " No!!" Aries screamed to see Sachajir's neck goofed with his bloods. Aries quickly sprinkled his venom's fluid to Damon and he got him on his left face. It burned him but he quickly managed to heal himself. " You can't break what's been written on the book. It's Apollo who made it and I'll make it real!" Aries yelled at him and quickly took a little blood of Sachajir. He quickly crawled towards Thamer's direction and quickly pour the beast's blood to his mouth.

“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”

Things are only further complicated when she discovers the new Alpha is her second chance mate. Can Harper investigate her new Alpha mate? And what does the Beta know that makes him so hell bent on taking Harper all for himself? Devastating betrayals and deep rooted secrets that rock Harper’s world and challenge her belief in who she really is, are revealed in Book 1 of the Divine Order Series. The Divine Order Full Series Beyond Beta's Rejection - Complete The Alpha's Tainted Blood - Expected Launch Mid May 2022 The Gamma's Shattered Soul - Expected Launch August 2022

He killed his father and went to live with the druids in the alps. Through thousands of years of life, he still hadn’t let go of his resentment for how he was treated as a child, which sometimes led him to express his anger in violent creative ways. This as well is all the more problematic because Sleamann was about the strongest creatures around. Unlike others, he was not just a wolf, warrior, war-lord or whatever. He was a vampire and a vampire-werewolf hybrid, which made him the first damphyr. As a result, he could take on whole packs of normal vampires or werewolves with terrifying ease, while normal people barely registered as more than food to him. He was a thinker and he thought about

Chapter 7 Harper The coffee in my hand had gone cold somewhere between Drake explaining that Dominic was in a medically induced coma and him telling me that the Council was already drafting language to classify Marcus's attack as "evidence of demonic contamination spreading through Midnight Moon's leadership structure." I hadn't drunk it since.

The spines were all faded to one degree or another, and most of them looked antique. “Sure as hell not her porn stash, but that would be far less incriminating,” he remarked, taking out a black-bound book with gold lettering. The title read, “SAMPA VARGR” in huge letters that resembled runes. She recognized vargr from one of Darian's titles. It meant “wolf.” Hunter offered her the book, and she flipped through its pages, her heart pounding as the meaning of sampa became clearer with each successive illustration. Huge bipedal wolves were being slaughtered in every way possible, each grotesque method culminating in a silver dagger through the heart. “Why does Sandra have a book on how to hunt

I ask, my skepticism clear. “An outcast,” she replies. “A Dhampir, a vampire-human hybrid. They’re rare and hated by both humans and vampires, but Ailric is one of the few who has survived long enough to become dangerous. He knows things about Ailuranthropes that even Ramon might not.” The idea of a Dhampir knowing more about my kind than Ramon feels absurd, but Helena’s tone leaves no room for doubt. “And why would he help me?” I ask.

"Are you her? Let me introduce myself. I'm Liviel, Awakener of Lilith, the Progenitor of Vampires." She extends a hand toward me. I notice her fingernails—they are pitch-black and unnaturally long. They look sharp enough to slice through steel. I flash her my most brilliant, disarming smile. "Nice to meet you, roommate." I reach out and clasp her hand. The moment our palms touch, her grip tightens like a vice. I look up, meeting her glowing crimson eyes. There is no warmth in them—only the predatory thrill of a hunt. In a fraction of a second, her other hand shoots forward, those pitch-black nails aiming straight for my heart in a lethal, blindingly fast thrust.

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”