Eric Northman Vampire Novels & Stories

I asked him. “Ah it seems you don’t know everything,” he said. “Like I told you, it’s stuff I made up and dreamt about,” I said to him. “The man you spent all your time with, Damon Woods, he’s an Enforcer,” Calvin said. “Is he like you?” I asked him as my heart started beating loudly. “In a way, we’re wolves, they’re jaguars,” he said. “What is an enforcer?” I asked him as pieces started fitting together. Damon knowing things, always being awake when I was no matter what the time. Damon always finding me. Damon sniffing the air just like Calvin had done, his eyes slightly changing.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Eric has been injected with wolfsbane, suppressing all of his powers. “So…this should be interesting, should I bring your mother in and torture you in front of her?” Ronan asked, his legs crossed as he glanced back and forth between the both of them. Eric scoffed out, looking up at Ronan. His eyes were red from the immense torture of the wolfsbane, saliva dripping from his mouth and beads of sweat around his whole body. “Are you in pain?” Ronan asked with squinted eyes, deep lines on his forehead from the disgust he felt from staring at Eric.

No more fear, it was as if I was expecting him. “Who are you?” I questioned sitting upright on my bed. “I'm Lucian D'Arcanis, a vampire prince, cursed into slumber till you rescue me.” His voice is calm. “I never rescued you on purpose, it was by mistake. So why not go back into your slumber and leave me alone.” “Hahahaha! You think I would go back to my slumber? Never! My enemies shall all pay with their lives thanks to you.” “I'm I an enemy?”

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

The Vampire shrugged his thin shoulders and glided into the room. "Howling Warriors had two visitors of note today, one vampire hybrid and an elemental wolf." 'Aah my son has arrived,' Santos thought gleefully, knowing that the Elemental would be Mikhail, so he asked instead, "Does the hybrid have a name or position scout?" Pinning the vampire with his stern countenance. "I'm afraid so sir, it's Morgana Mannering, one of the vampire assassins, more commonly known as The seductress."

This vampire had her hostage. The man shuffled his foot. “This is the part where you introduce yourself as well.” His Romanian accent excites her to her core, but she quickly shakes her head. “I’m nobody.” She replied and he gave her a smirked look. “You aren’t though.” He eyed her softly before locking gaze with each other. For a moment, both of their hearts picked up in pace but the man quickly stepped back and averted his attention. “You’re some kind of demon.” He hissed.

The man was silent, pondering over the information given to him. Rogues were a rare case. They were always said to be rebellious, and in some cases, dangerous. Apparently, I was a great exception, but he didn't need to know that. Usually that fact was what made vampires that had any interest in my change their mind. "Blood type?" he questioned. My eyes went wide again. He's still interested? My nerves knotted tighter in my stomach. "B-negative." A rarity among blood, so I'd been told. "And, lucky for her, she's never been bitten." he finished, crossing his arms.

But with the mysterious opponents before them, this was simply not something that Lord Vorkhen sees that it can be as he wanted. “I understood My Lord!!..{Air Cutter}!!…My Lord!, please leave…you need to survived!!…I will hold him here!!..”. (Eric) Eric saw the conditions of the Vampire Legion leader, his poor states. Whatever it takes, the leaders must survived, Eric was a bonafide High Wizard and would certainly not allowed himself to be take lightly. The enemy before him hold a weapon that was beyond his comprehensions, so hi keep his alert high. “Even if he left..it won’t make any difference to you Wizard…I come here for you..…Be careful where you throws that spells of y

I broke the silence “Thank you for letting me know and for the warning. Is there anything else that you know about him that you could tell me? I’m sure any details would help.” Eric looked at me more closely this time. He looked a bit lost this time in his gaze. “You know, you’re really pretty,” he said. He’s got the same creepy stare starting as the man from the impound lot and gas station had. Is this some weird vampire juju? Did it make people notice me? “Thank you Eric, but I really need to –” I started. Before I could finish, Eric decided it was still his turn to speak.