Familiars Vampires Novels & Stories

They already served their purpose well. “These creatures are not bugs, Your Majesty,” Nevannir said whilst standing up. “They are called ‘Filliyaen’ or Familiars in simple terms—energy spirits in the form of animals or insects that are rare in Ehnrelil. To find one is considered a blessing in the fae realm but to find one in Phanteon makes me confused.” “My thoughts exactly. I’m also confused,” I confessed, but smartly chose not to mention Serena’s connection with their presence. He didn’t need to know. “What are the purpose of this so-called Familiars, Nevannir, especially these special bugs?”

"If you don't want to remember his name anymore, why did you bring it up first?" "The thing I have wanted to ask you for a long time is ..." Alexis seemed to be seriously thinking. "Damien, do you remember? When we finished our first hunt at that time, I felt someone's presence. Or rather, something. That something was watching us from afar. It looks like a wolf, but the size of a grizzly bear. It has red eyes and looks at you full of hatred. Actually, can animals also turn into vampires? But, I don't feel the bloodthirsty intent of that strange bear. But still, he shows his fangs at you. Will animals that turn into vampires, will hate vampires too? So ironic."

I could say I’d left something in my truck, and hope that nobody had noticed the direction I’d run in. Or, I could continue down this grubby, dirt path, and sit on the damp grass in the hopes of conjuring my familiar. She would come, I had no doubt about that – but how much help she would actually be was where I kept floundering. All Light Vampires had familiars. So did Dark Vampires, too, according to Ezrand, but they were… different. Ours offered guidance, and they took the form of the animal that aligned closest with our souls – or what was left of them. They weren’t fully corporeal, and often appeared to shimmer between our world and theirs, their silver outlines flickering between reali

If anybody was interested, they would come in the form of an animal and be bound to the witch or warlock until death. Most familiars preferred to be domesticated animals like cats, dogs, and birds but some could be reptiles and insects. Wild animals like wolves and big cats were rare. She heard of familiars in other countries where familiars took on the form of exotic animals but hadn’t seen any around campus. She was curious what form hers would take.

My heart aches, and my stomach twists with worry. Lucas is strong. He’s fast. He’ll be able to get to the house before the wendigo can catch him…and honestly, I don’t even know if a wendigo would go after a vampire. They eat the living. Vampires are dead. I close the door and turn around, coming face to face with all the hunters. My familiars stand in front of me, sitting tall and swishing their tails, letting everyone in the room know they will shift into shadow form and fuck shit up if they have to.

His dragon eyes weren’t detecting even the faintest aura of a powerful vampire witch either. ‘Got anything?’ Gildeon asked the goblin, who was perched on the window ledge, knees drawn to his chest. “Ghulik smells vampires, Master,” he muttered, sniffing the air. “Yeah, I see a few,” he said, planting a foot on the ledge. “Low-level familiars.” They were scattered strategically, probably only there to watch and report movements. “What if the vampires attack humans? Will Master and Ghulik stop them?”

As the vortex was about to engulf Morok, he squinted and retorted, "Hah! Do you think I'm a pushover? Don't underestimate me!" Morok leaped into the air, his clothes fluttering even though there was no wind. White light emanated from him and formed into waves of energy that shot toward Adrian. Noticing a faint shadow appear around Morok, Adrian frowned. The shadow resembled a white snake and emitted an ominous aura. It evidently was Morok's beast familiar. Spirit summoners like Morok could control creatures known as familiars. These creatures were formed by capturing the souls of slain beasts and then refining them into servitors.

He was hungry for it, yet it didn't smell nice to him. Damien moved in the dark towards the main city, searching for one's blood that would satisfy him. He was nearing the main city when a hoard of people beleaguered him. They weren't humans. Most of them had odd-coloured hair and white eyes. They were Whigans. Whigans were beings that transitioned from humans to vampires. Those creatures had everything a normal vampire had, except a human form. When humans transform into Whigans, they lose their ability to retain their human physique forever

And then those five vampires came closer to the gate of the mansion when all the wolves started howling. "It's alright. These are my siblings." Angelo says. So I look to the wolves and shake my head yes. And they went inside to go get some clothes on. The vampires came inside the mansion grounds and I just stared at them and they did the same to me. They didn't even know that Angelo had a daughter. They didn't know that it was possible for vampires to reproduce. But somehow, he managed to. "Tessa, this is Elias, Charles, Finn, Naomi and Ruby. Your aunt's and uncle's." Angelo says.

Dad was not there with the police, the council meeting is more important. I’ve seen the families of the victims crying and cursing at the media. Although there were a lot of people, she always stands out among them. It was only a short distance away that I knew he was there. She always smells like fresh water from the ocean, that’s how her blood smells. To tell you, strong human bloods have different smells. They go with the smell of the ocean, then different kinds of flowers. Vampires believe that the blood with the smell of the ocean is the most delicious.