Fledgling Vampires Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

With just a wooden stake, she battled them while her arm was gushing blood. I was shocked. Who would have imagined that my partner could fight with such skill? She even succeeded in taking down one bloodsucker. She has a skillful stance that only a skilled fighter could possess. She set down another one, and I just stood there and watched. Who was she? She shot me a look and said, “Are you going to keep watching me fight or will you come and help me.” She was knocked to the ground as another vampire pounced at her. What a waste! I started to tremble with rage. I felt my blood start to boil. With a terrifying roar, I sprinted to her side to block the other vampire’s assault. The other three p

None of the humans remembered anything about the feeding, it all felt like a long dream, soon to be forgotten. Clang! One hit and one more body tumbled to the ground. He snarled at his opponent, wiping sweat and blood away from his face. He lowered his stance, keeping himself balance as his opponent struck him on the ribs, sending him backwards. The pain was bearable, but the humiliation was overwhelming. There was no way that he would be defeated by such a fledgling. Although the odds were never in his favour - 10 fledglings to 1 adult vampire - he did not look defeated. 'One left' he thought to himself, malicious grin formed on his face as he licked the blood on his lips. This particular f

"Great. You already know on what subject you will have to work on now. From tomorrow onwards, you should start your training because you don't have much time left with you." "You will train me?" "Yes! You're Fledgeling (a newly embraced Vampire within the last 20 years, still under the protection of their Sire), so until and unless you get control of your hunger and thrust. No one can risk you staying outside our coven without training." "Oh! Okay. If I'm fledgeling, then what are you?" "I'm Ancillae, the vampires who have proven themselves as valuable members of Kindred society, between 50 and 300 years. Ancillae often serve as aides and agents for elders or the court."

Then, without another word, she collapsed, lifeless. A cold dread settled over me. Then I saw them. The vampires. They crawled from the tomb, their movements slow and unnatural, like creatures waking from a long, cursed sleep. Their red eyes glowed in the darkness, scanning their surroundings with hunger. Their bodies were shriveled, their skin stretched tight over their bones, making them look more like walking corpses than the powerful beings they once were.

Since we didn't have much of a choice we all agreed to the plan. "Once we find their hiding spot, we make sure to reach for their eggs first. If they fail to harvest their younglings, the number of vamps will reduce for us since they evolve in just a few days and attack out of hunger. That is why they are more aggressive than the rest. The elders are already weaker than their good old times so I suggest we attack them second round. The only problem would be, how would we know which are the old and the young?" Luka looked at his father, knowing that he somehow knew the answer.

The more that her heart was racing fast when she heard them following the trail of her own blood which she made on the ice-cold. That was the day she wished she would grow up fast so she could defend herself. That day she realized how difficult it is to be a pup, a she-wolf pup actually. She heard from their conversations that they were the Night Flyers, a group of vampires whose hobby is to hunt when it's a dark moon. She continued to run swiftly as she could. Her eyes beamed when saw the boundary just a few efforts away. But then, just when she was near to the salvation that she hoped for, she felt someone grab her back and drag her away.

“I’ll reach out to Adrian. Lord Orlov believes he’ll come. He’s been tracking this too.” “That may be,” my father replied, “but I’m still joining you in Ashberge, with a strike force. If Dragomir is turning humans, if he’s building an army of fledglings… you’ll need more than two master vampires, and a few wolves. There is no guarantee that Adrian will help out.” His voice hardened. “Fledglings are like animals, Carson. No thought. No discipline. Just hunger. And if we run into Dragomir himself, we’ll need every fighter we can get.”

"That's . . . unfortunate," Clara said, running her gaze up and down that magnificent body. Oh, the things she could do with a woman like this. "I realize this is a lot to take in, and Shane will want to talk to you before morning. Yes, vampires sleep during the day. Daylight doesn't kill older vamps, but it definitely weakens them. Fledglings can actually move about during the day or night, depending on their preference." She folded her hands in front of her.

The air was heavy with storm. Clouds hung low, black and swollen, as if the heavens themselves waited for blood to fall. The Crescent Fang gathered on the ridgeline, their eyes glinting with unease. News had spread: the vampires were moving again, not in scattered raiding packs, but in one great host—tens of thousands, pushing toward the valley where wolf and elf alike made their refuge.