Dhampir Novels & Stories

"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'

Miles muttered before he flipped to another page. "Vampirar is vampire." I put away the heavy drapes. Bright and blinding rays of the sun penetrated my skin, leaving a somewhat stinging sensation. I stepped away from the windows and grabbed clean clothes, opting for a casual dress and light leather boots. The weather seemed fine, and in case his family invited us to while the day away with more outdoor activities, at least I'd be comfortable. "What's 'dhampirica'?" "Half-vampire, half-human offspring," Miles said flatly.

Mustache, black hair, black eyes and a sour expression. "We want to ask you a few questions. We won't take your time. " I almost rolled my eyes at that. Too cliché. "what exactly happened? " I took a deep breath and started talking. When I was done, mum reached over and squeezed my hand. I blinked back tears while officer Williams scribbled furiously on a notepad. Detective Allen nodded. "Do you know who would want to harm you?" I nodded. "A..A...D.. Dams Ripley."

One, two, three four, five, and six! Six numbers composed of six entities residing in one half demon and a half mortal soul, the cambion who said to be the one to kill the Incubus hybrid vampire Damon Salvatore. -------- Damon hit Sachajir on his legs that made him stumbled on the ground. He hissed and winced in agony. It's a strong blow to make sure he couldn't regained his energy but he was thrilled to witnessed about his fighting spirit. Sachajir tried his best to fought back and he loudly growled where his voice reigned in the whole forest.

I so much hate when mates cheat on each other. (Author Note: Dhampirs are creatures that are the result of a union between a vampire and a mortal human.) I would have doubted Angel's character as well before I had an idea about all of these before because the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but yes, but it could roll. "I don't think so.", And there came the voice of the traitor who had cheated on her own mate. Both dad and I looked at her. "I'm sorry. I just came here to check on Dan and heard the last piece of conversation.

He held high his hands to slap me but with my eyes turning white, I controlled his movements. I still had my controlling movements with my eyes but I couldn't use it that much or else I will fall into exhaustion. He mouthed, "stupid bitch." I smiled and turned my eyes to the other side so that he could have his arms in the direction of my eyes. Catalina gasped in shock, she didn't know that I was a person blessed with powers. "Are you from Rosla?" She asked in surprise. "My name is Hemilia, nice to meet you." I grinned darkly with my eyes sparkling.

I said slowly, “then we need to know how, and why. I know that this is not something that you two want to talk about. I know that it is going to be harder for you to process, but we are going to need to do this to secure a lot. You need to understand that.” Delilah let out a breath. “She wasn’t normal, Damon. Her form wasn’t… solid. It was mist. Shadow. But her power, whatever it was, it was real. It felt like it was crawling down my throat. It felt like it was ready to eat us all. She was ready to suck on something that she shouldn’t. It was as if she was here to claim a certain darkness that would suck us in whole.” I looked between them, jaw tight. I knew that they were trying not to voic

He grinned and turned to leave her room, but not before giving me a little bit of interesting information. “She ate and drank blood.” He turned around and lifted an eyebrow before leaving her room. Well, well, well. The princess drank blood. According to the information we had, dhampirs were basically humans with some superpowers. Almost like witches, but they sure as hell didn’t drink blood like vampires! She stirred and I quickly rushed to take a seat in the corner. I couldn’t afford for her to catch me staring! That would just be rude! “Hi,” She yawned and stretched as she sat up in bed and I found it adorable the way she rubbed her eyes and smacked her lip

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

“It’s rare, but it does happen. Remember Darma, your old nanny?” “Of course I do,” she says. Her lifeless voice scares the bejesus out of me. “I never seem to forget anything.” Strange. “She’s a dhampir. Her mother was human, her father is Baron.” “But she’s immortal.” I nod. “Yes. The transformation begins when they’re eighteen, and they have to choose it. They are not…dhampirs are usually very violent. They have no control over their bloodlust.” “Darma never attacked me.” Simone pushes my hands away and swings her legs off the bed. I quickly move out of the way and sit next to her on the bed. “I used to like her.”