Eric Northman Vampire Novels & Stories

It was convenient that I couldn’t feel the icy chill as I reached in and pulled out a pouch of blood. I sunk into a chair, head tipped back as I drained the contents of the blood bag in under a second. I was hungrier than I’d thought. I sat there, eyes closed, just letting myself relax as that edge of bloodlust was satiated. It wasn’t enough. It would never be. But it was good enough to keep me in check. These pouches were the only thing stopping me from pulling Lena close and sinking my fangs into her neck. When I opened my eyes, I found I was not alone.

but i don't want to see those files, not now. i threw my body on my office sofa and leaned my head back, "eric, i need blood." my breath started panting without realizing it. usually this effect only appears after one week, not five days. "you-" "please." i cut his m off before he reminded me about my 'diet'. eric is the butler of the alice family who hails from russia, but was once a human. after i changed him, he worked for me. in my life i've only changed 2 people, and i've never regretted changing eric. i gave him full trust, in return he never let me down though. in this world maybe only eric can kill me, apart from greg and alice of course.

"It will tear you apart." I felt myself bite down onto my tongue. Oh, I was all too familiar with the teeth and claws of vampire society. My father introduced me to such painful games and trials. There was nothing they could do that would surprise me. I kept silent after Serin had spoken and thought about all that I had seen tonight. Wrenan Montgomery was a powerful man indeed, from his presence to his demeanor. Everything about him spoke about intrinsic animalistic urges. He reminded me of a starved tiger with the intellect and power to understand how to break someone down with only just his words. I found myself scoffing at the thought. Bring it on. I was already well-acquainted with starv

The lycan population of Norfolk was halved in one night, it was the bloodiest war ever happened between the vampires and the lycans in the northern territory. Reed returned to the Chief's house close to dawn, with Yeri in his arms, swinging her limp arms and refusing to speak. Her eyes were empty and her face painted in agony. The Oracle just finished cleaning and dressing Lilo's body, which had started to stiffen as rigor mortis set in. She wiped away a stray tear as Reed brought Yeri inside.

And at the very end of his ability being used on the dhampir. He saw it all. It was a place so dark and vicious. There were thousands of armies of dhampir and the one leading it all was a lone man. A scar on his left blue eye and crimson red eyes on his right. A face so similar yet unfamiliar to Leon. And right there, a name was uttered by Leon while seeing the memories of the dhampir. “Slade…” Leon fell on his knee too after using his ability on the dhampir. He already saw what he’s been looking at the dhampir’s memories. It’s an important key to who might be behind the missing woman.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

"As did she, the moment she walked into it." "She's going to get us killed." "She activated the den last night." Damian let that land. "Vance's wolves broke off at four in the morning. Whatever power he was drawing from this territory, whatever foothold he had, it's gone. Because of her." Something moved through Eric's face. The anger held, but underneath it now was something else, the particular expression of a man who has made a catastrophic miscalculation and is only just beginning to understand the full dimensions of it.

“He is returning the sparrow with something tied to its leg.” “My king,” Haethnir and Egren stood in the open tent flap before a vampire who was covered in mud head to toe and whose hair and beard was flecked with leaves and debris. “By the goddess, Ygor, enter and report,” Gunnar summoned the man forward. “What befell you?” Magnus was astonished by the man’s appearance as he limped into the tent to stand before them. “I ran without stopping,” Ygor explained. “Haste was needed. A large force has just joined the humans. It is Diarf and Eirik. They have joined Yeric.”

—I murmur without stopping hugging him —But you took too long. I was forced to keep silent when some men call the names of Antton and Dalton as if they were the police, confused I observe a group of vampires wearing a strange costume. Their expressions indicated that I knew who they were.