Edgar Vampirina Novels & Stories

“Well, that’s a taste of high drama. Who was that? You didn’t bring them over.” “I didn’t have time. That’s Princess Adriana Gervais, ambassador to the vampiric faction. I’ll get you an introduction as soon as I can. As for drama, I think the poor darling is just beginning to learn how to deal with dominating, overprotective males.” “Ah, what you’re saying is a couple of experienced ladies as ourselves have fresh blood to mould.” “You know I can hear you both, right?” Edith smiling indulgently at Allan. The poor wolf was listening to her practically slander him and make him look foolish.

He still has a mouth to talk. "Keep quiet, and let me tell you the truth, I, Tiara I'm a vampiress not a human being like you, I was sent on a mission here in the human world, I need seven lives, the life of covetous people like you, you made it easy by walking up to me yourself, I'm running out of time, I don't have the whole night to myself, who is going first?" I asked and they fell on each other.

I heard it's because they suspect she has something to do with vampires. As soon as Henry finished speaking, his phone rang. One of the guests attending Anatole's party secretly took a photo of Lucasta and Samson and sent it to Henry, asking if Henry knew the daughter of the president of Workday, and asking Henry to introduce him to work together. - Sir, look, Lucasta has transformed into Calantha and has come to Anatole's party. – Henry quickly gave the phone to William. William's face became red because he was so angry. If Samson is in France, then who is that vampire?

If I didn't know better, I thought even Sinthy may have joined in. "I'm done with games," Viola said. "Let's get straight to it. This is my target." She held up a copy of my driver's license. "Lyanna Bloodmoon of Clearidge, Florida. Bar owner and sexual consort," she spat the words as though they revolted her, "of Leo Ashfang, alpha of the Ashfang pack. This woman is dangerous. I want all my followers, and anyone still undecided about our cause, to listen carefully. She is a descendant of the legendary and destructive werewolf king Edemas. She possesses the strength and power to devastate entire towns on her own.

Minerva, the odd vampire lady, grinned. "And she was doing great on mastering them," Yuna added, which left me confused and bothered. "Okay, tell me. Why do both of you feel more powerful than anyone in this pack?" Without hesitation, I bluntly asked the two elders before me. "We're the elders of our races. Yuna Escoffier was the wolf elder of the pack elders of the werewolves, and I, Minerva Monte Cruz, the vampire elder of the vampire councils." Minerva introduced their position, which answered their overwhelming power over the rest.

Stefan was powerful, and he was a favorite of Ricard, Lord of the High Council, as well. Edwina was one of the youngest vampires in the coven, and so among the more susceptible to the pull of Destiratu. But she also possessed a steely discipline that enabled her to resist the pull. She had been turned early in the Civil War, barely one hundred and fifty years ago. Those had been heady days— with so much death and carnage everywhere, vampires had been able to feed without worry, for what mattered a few more corpses mixed in among the thousands strewn about the land? She had hunted the hills and woods of Virginia with Vanina, the vampire who had turned her, learning from her and thrilling to h

Unbeknownst to me, Edward and his gang invited unassuming humans to the party. I was supposed to be asleep, but nothing excited me more than seeing some of the most powerful vampires in all of New York. I would often sneak out of bed, crawl to the top of the staircase, and peek through the rails just to watch them as they arrived. All of the big names came on this night. There was Fredrick Van Kemmler, known for his enchanting mind-control abilities; Lord Vlad Santiago, who was the only vampire that could shape during that period in time; and Countess Isabella Bianca, who took over her father's mafia when he died. She was ten times as ruthless as he was.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

She screamed in fear. Yep, it was Edward who came. A vampire who had been targeting Violetta all this time, and now the person Violetta avoided the most, was now in front of her. That managed to make Violetta tremble with fear; even her strength alone was not comparable to Edward. Then how can Violetta fight him? "Oh, come on, I only need your blood." Edward continued to step forward with a creepy, crooked smile on his face. "I won't give up on you that easily!" After saying that, Violetta pushed Edward's body roughly.

She smiles as a tear falls down her cheek “Those sparks were the only way I used to know that I was in Dominic’s arms instead of either Angus’s or Leo’s.” my mother says as she enters the room, showered and dressed I hear Tina gasp and bow. “Your highness!” “Relax Tina, please call me Seraphina or Sera. I have gotten closer to Theodore in the last few years and Scarlett is right. The only way he will worry about your past is if you are. The thing with these vampires is that they are just like werewolves. They are possessive, jealous and extremely protective, but the one thing they are not, and that is takers. They never take anything that we are not willing to give them freely.”