Empire Of The Vampire Map Novels & Stories

I got closer to the table, and a better observation at the map revealed the mapped territory—all four wolf kingdoms were highlighted with a spot of red ink. I was a mini-second away from grabbing the map when I heard the front door creaking. For a moment, I was spellbound and immobile and stuck between finding out more information and the risk of being a pawn in the vampire's chess games. I still had not made a choice when the sound of approaching footsteps filled my ears. Frantically, I ran and hid behind the door, hoping whoever was coming in didn't see me. Through the gleaming light that illuminated the room, I saw him make an appearance at the spot I had just left. He sensed it. He knew

“Esmeralda. He wanted to compel another vampire from Vadim's clan.” “Who is Vadim?” Elijah quizzed. “Oh! he's the Vampire King.” He realized after some seconds of thinking.

His voice cut through the stillness, smooth and unnerving, but carrying an edge that made me tremble. For a moment, I froze, confused. Then, memory snapped back. I had removed every barrier, every charm, every deterrent that could hinder Prince George. I had made the space open, safe for him because I was waiting for him . My eyes widened. He knew. He knew because… because only a vampire could sense the subtle difference between an open space prepared for entry and one left vulnerable. The realization hit me like a blade: he was a vampire. Shock rooted me to the spot. My voice trembled as the words came, almost a whisper:

My fingers traced the outline of my pack fondly as a sudden wave of homesickness washed over me. I quickly pulled my hand back but not quick enough to miss being noticed by the prince who was on the other side of the map. “Ivan’s fort is here, right on the edge of the Azurues Ocean. The largest ocean that separates our empire from the other lands.” “Aren’t vampires skittish about water?” I asked and Jasper grinned, “They are vampires, not cats, though sometimes they do look like feral cats now that I think about it.” “When is our next lesson going to be?” I blurted out impatiently.

I looked at the new vampires of Harlow Empire and I could tell how nervous they all looked. It was not something easy to be taken from your human life and get thrown into the world of vampires in a matter of a day or two. Such a traumatic experience if you would ask me. Each Empire was named according to the name of its founder. The founder of my empire was Jonathan Harlow; thus, the empire was called Harlow Empire.

Arthur’s POV The map in front of me had started to blur. I blinked hard, forcing my eyes to focus on the marks spread across it. Red for vampires. Black for wolves. Each one was placed where someone had vanished. A few weeks ago, there had been only red marks on it. But over the past few days, that had changed. My jaw tightened as I leaned over the desk, my hands pressed flat against the wood. There was no pattern. That was the thing that was driving me closer and closer to losing my mind.

Silas stared at the three guys in front of him. "According to this book written by our ancestors and kept by the Queen and King, Red Woods is the last empire of living vampires nowadays. In short, we are the last vampires standing. Decades ago, Red Woods is divided into five regions: Auburn of North, Cerise of East, Vermillion of Metropolis, Carmine of West, and Carnelian of South. We are now at Vermillion." He flipped the book, showing the map to Jet and Raze while pointing at the regions.

~*~ Vampires can flash over small bodies of water, rivers, lakes, and streams, but we can't flash ourselves over oceans—hence the reason I took a Vampire-run airplane to Spain. I had left the Council members behind with Ignacio in charge. He wouldn't be able to convince other Neratomay because he couldn't repeat the secrets, but they could do damage control. And, if needed, the secrets in each of their heads could be weapons. The moment I landed I found the links for Alexis and Ran and followed them to a small villa in the country. It was customary to announce your arrival to the Neratomay Council that controlled each city, but Alexis had already paid them a visit and had killed everyone.

“Though we must focus on a more pressing matter, the Phantomhives are once again encroaching on my territory and I need some of your army to deal with them.” Montay was a strong vampire, I could tell by the way he held himself, his muscles bulging through his buttoned shirt as he spoke to the prince; his eyes a dashing emerald shade. I watched him closely, his blond hair sitting in messy waves down his back as I peered into his mind; his thoughts concentrating solely on the matter at hand. He needed help, and so did his people, he didn’t know how long it would be before the Phantomhive family completely pushed him out of his territory and so, he needed to act now; before it was too late.

Alexander I unfolded a big, heavily detailed map of the southern territories and laid it flat on my desk. Kayden handed me a red marker while I pulled up an email from my father on my phone. The Alpha King, my reluctant advisee in this matter, had sent me all the information he could gather about the recent vampire sightings. The sightings had occurred in two different rural, sparsely populated villages down near the southern border. I ran my fingers over the map while studying the names of the villages and the many natural features that surrounded them – mountains, valleys, forests, rivers, creeks, rapids, falls – until I found both locations described in the email, and marked each one with