Dhampir Book Series Novels & Stories

he stopped doing a neck slit motion with his hand " or much worse insane." "Shut the fuck up!" I growled. " I haven't given up hope yet" "Oh, well, I wish you luck. Be careful though, they say Malcolm is deadly. The reincarnate of the devil. Even your first order witch girlfriend is no match for him." First order? What did he mean by that? Mollie was still a second order. " First order? Mollie? " "Ohh, you haven't heard." "No. And Mollie is not my girlfriend."

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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.

Thamer closes his eyes and gathered all his energy and called the six demons inside him to wake up and let him transform until a cloud of smoke begun to appear and in one moment a demon from twenty years ago came back. He saw their opponents and as he started to blurt out the flames coming from his mouth, some of them turned to ashes. Lancelot and Damian, we're on their way to the location but they had no idea that Ramses was following them. They saw from afar that the place was burning. They saw a brood of vampires approaching and they thought that they will hurt them but they feel relieved when all of them went straight to the location. Martha, Drake, Dave, and Diana find a place to hide.

”the my bike is my one escape id to keep The End? Thank you, dear reader, for deciding to give this book a try and making it to the end, it has been an emotional journey for all. But do not fret, their story may be over for now, but this is not the last we have seen of Drake, Lilli, Rex, Tony, Jacob and yes even Lance. So be sure to keep an eye out for the next book in the series. Equivale Finding His Heart : Book 2 in the Chronicles of Zodia.

being positioned here by the good witches.""Why hasn't anyone unlocked it yet?" she asked and he answered, "It was being settled by the good witch for a good witch to unlock it.""No one can simply hold it... It's destructive.""How destructive can a beautiful gemstone get?" she asked unaware."Destruction of evil...all of the evil in the world.""It can destroy any vampire, witch and a dhampir," added Pyke."A dhampir?" Alexandra's face remained open with a question."Half-human, half-vampire," he replied."And who is that?""Me..." the word of Pyke made her astonishing.___________________________Darby was going insane. Pacing back and forth in his living room, he was lost in thinking.There was no

I cried and begged for my grandmother or Gwendoline, only to discover they’d returned to the kitchen to help my grandfather when the battle renewed. Splinters of furniture flew above my head as Charles and Luthias growled, snarled, punched, and wrestled. Sometimes they twisted and moved so quickly they were nothing but a blur and other times they moved almost in slow motion. I was just beginning to wonder if Luthias would manage to be the victor when I saw his powerful fist drive deep into Charles’s chest. He pulled my sadistic vampire husband’s heart from his chest, just as he had in my dream. Almost simultaneously, the commotion of the battle stopped... as did my heart.

Carson The heavy door creaked open, and a man stepped out. At first glance, he looked human. But I wasn’t fooled. His scent was off. Too still. Too controlled. Dhampir. Born of Strigoi fathers and human mothers, they were the diluted blood, pale echoes of monsters. No true bite, no full curse. Almost like Adrian’s kind… but without the same power or prestige. Easier to kill. “Why have you come here, Alpha?” he asked, voice calm and emotionless.

"Not only are they the source of our life force—a gift, mind you, not an obligation—but they're unity with Moroi resulted in the creation of Dhampir. An entirely new species that never would have been possible between members of our own race." He took a deep sip from his goblet and turned it in his hand as he set it down, examining the dragon etchings along the silver stem. "Their lives are so delicate and fleeting, yet they live with such passion. Going on quests to prove their honor to their king. Traveling from town to town with endless sleepless nights just to barter trade for their goods. Waging wars against an impenetrable enemy for a lost loved one. It's quite romantic, wouldn't you s

My fingers examined the fine-textured white substance. It smelled of old perfume and...gasoline? The odd scent only boggled me more. "What are you?" I whispered. Was it just some powdered chemical to keep the bugs out? Or something else entirely? ◇ "Vampirar et Dhampirica" The gothic-styled calligraphy printed in gold ink intrigued me as I studied the brownish, tattered cover. It was a vintage-looking book Miles currently engrossed himself in as he sat next to me.