Divine Bloodline Vampire Survivors Novels & Stories

"That is not a problem, my child is special then, you know I heard from my parents that my great grandfather was a big red and black werewolf, I wonder what colour my child will be, even if my child doesn't inherit I or my mate's colour of the wolf, I know my child will have those wolf yellowish eyes just like every one of us here in our pack." "Then since it's not a problem then it calls for celebration knowing our Luna is about to give us a special child, the last bloodline of our forefathers that is rare, we the moonstone pack is happy, may the moon goddess continue to reign forever for this blessing." The beta said. Terrible lighting took place while Collen's wife was still trying to giv

Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do this. He groused: "I didn't write it on the test!" The First Blood fang of a vampire was the fang that fell out after they reach adulthood. It was very soft but had a wonderful protective effect - especially when it had a little bit of magic of elf - and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infected with Eden's word habit - would be able to prot

“Tonight, under the blood moon, we witness the passing of power. Alpha Alexander Laurent, step forward.” Alpha Alexander approached the altar. In his hand was the ceremonial dagger—the same blade used by his father “I, Alexander Laurent, Alpha of the Silverthorn Pack, renounce my title and pass it to my son, my blood, my successor.” He sliced his palm and let his blood fall on the stone. “By blood and moon, I release my hold.” The ground itself seemed to hum as the blood moon overheard pulsed brighter. “Ethan Laurent,” Sage said, “step forward and claim your birthright.”

He was not just no eating and no sleep weak but a real weak one, like he will collapse often while walking, he often vomits blood and often faint. Everything, Every person has a weakness and that weakness could be the death of them. Alex did all this to save David but what he didn't know was that David will eventually die if isn't alive. True Blood, as much of a beast they are, they still have a weakness and that is staying away from their mate. A true Blood can't survive if they stay away from their mate for too long, and if the mate is dead, they will die eventually. Alex was not showing any signs of life but Grandma and others were not at all going to give up. David would die if Alex didn

"Come on, the pale skin… the fact that I put a bullet in him yet he's not dead… don't act like you don't know!" "So he's a vampire, but they're people too. Just because they're not human, it doesn't mean they're all monsters. Has he actually done anything to provoke this attack?" "He has brainwashed my daughter, Lydia! Turned her against me, and she has sided against everything this family stands for."

She seemed to care about very little. Tyler looked away, her brow creased. I knew that I hurt over Monica, but my pain wasn't like Tyler's. They'd been like sisters for many years as part of Johan's harem. They'd supported and looked out for each other. But now Monica shunned Tyler the way other vampires did. Even though Monica could withstand the presence of holy relics the way that I could, I think it scared her that Tyler could kill with only a touch of her ungloved hand—a power that none but an Elder vampire could surpass.

I walked into the store, dropping off my hunting tools before stepping into the house to freshen up. I walked into the shower, turning on the knob. I pressed my hands against the wall, bowing my hair allowing the cold water to splatter on my head and drip down through my face. Aemond’s words still echoed in my mind as though he was standing behind me. I turned around wiping water off my face immediately but saw nothing. It was just me and my thoughts. “Lyra is the key. Her bloodline—do you even understand what that means? If she’s truly the one, your reign would not just be as Alpha—it would be as a god among men.”

The doctor said, Blade stood up quickly, he dropped his head on a wall, this was the time to think, now the life of his mate depended on his hands, his decision could kill or save his mate. There was a problem, his mate was an omega, she cannot survive a single drop of a vampire blood in her, she might die if his blood entered her system but if he never tries anything, she will die totally, that was for sure. There was only one thing to do, take the risk and give her his blood, the goddess would not give him a weak blooded mate, Bella wasn't weak, she been a omega never said she was weak, if she had been weak before stepping into his territory, then when he claimed her as his, she became ins

“That’s truly shameful, more so than a surname ever could be.” “Really?” he snapped. “So you think a pack trying to protect themselves by removing someone with an infamous past, is worse than having the same infamous surname as two different known killers? Really?” “You’re shaming me!” I exclaimed at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Aren’t I your mate? Aren’t you supposed to, oh, trust me?! What could I ever do to you?” There was a beat of silence. “Your father never killed his alpha, only his beta.”

'A curse? 'Yes.' 'What kind?' 'Our numbers are declining.' He turns toward me. 'Vampires can no longer reproduce the way they once did. Some bloodlines have already disappeared completely.' I remain silent. 'There are stories of a bloodline capable of breaking the curse. A type of unique blood’. He finishes. My heart begins pounding. 'Mine.' I whisper. Understanding. Steven doesn't answer directly. He doesn't have to. 'That's why they want my blood.'