Fred Vampires Novels & Stories

It didn't smell good or bad to me, but Seb would scrunch his face every so often clearly not enjoying the aroma. "Who are his descendants?" Seb asked. "Do they even know about him?" Jace added. This was the first time I noticed the tension in both their bodies. It was like they were having a contest on who could stick their chest out the furthest. I'm going to guess something happened between Seb and Jace when I was in the vortex. Now is not the time for me to bring it up though. "Erebus only had one son. His son's name is Ferox. The vampires know him as king Ferox the current ruler of vampires"

I closed my eyes, wondering whether to find some way to beg Adrian again, when the phone rang. It was my father. He hadn't contacted me in close to nine years. Not until last year, when an old marriage contract surfaced between the Valerie family and the vampire North. Rumor said the Lord of the North was a monster who ate humans alive. Years ago, he'd lost a power struggle with the current Prince and withdrawn to the North of his own accord. The cold there was endless. No ordinary human could survive it. For years, no vampire noble and no human had been willing to marry into it, and the Northern Lord remained unwed, so he'd dug out that old contract, only to give his people some kind of ans

He patted the boy's multicolored hair. The man turned to face me. His fit and muscular body belied his old, wizened blue eyes, eyes that had seen generations form and pass. I was guessing this was Dmitri, the seven-centuries old rogue vampire. I made to state my business, but was cut short by more vampires joining up with Dmitri and Frederick.

Andreas' voice cuts through our moment, and Fenriz lets out a sexy as-hell growl before turning around to face his Beta. Only his Beta was not alone. Next to Andreas, who is already a scary man on his own with that scar running down his face, stood the most terrifying man I have ever laid my eyes on. I thought meeting Fenriz for the first time was intimidating, but this man is on a different level. Bulky, leather jacket, tattoos everywhere I could see and built like an ox; I wouldn’t want to meet this man in a dark alley. In fact, I wouldn’t want to meet him anywhere. “Priest, glad you could make it,” Fenriz says, wrapping his arm protectively around my waist even as my heart stops. Another

Damon growls, a dangerous edge in his voice before he listens to the approaching footsteps. “Alpha? You are back!” Frederick exclaims as the Alpha’s intimidating figure appears before him. Damon's nod carries a shadowed intensity as he locks eyes with his housekeeper, and spy. Frederick Sinclair, born of an uncommon union between his father's vampire confidant and a she-wolf within their pack, stands under the weight of Damon's scrutiny. “Why did you withhold information about the vampire kingdom? Have I kept you here only to find you useless?” His fury simmers in his deep commanding voice, demanding an explanation from the Hybrid.

His hair is dark, cropped, and short, while his clothes are fancy and designed with his favorite colors, black, eerie white, and bloodshot red. "Alyssa!" Fabian's arms part as if he for one second believes I would hug him. All of his teeth are sharp like a shark's, and his eyes are too intense, insanely invested in me. "I didn't think you would come and greet me yourself!" "Stop controlling my father!" I yell at him, not caring about the difference in power between us. Fabian is a famous vampire, known for taking over lands and defeating kings, but I'm not afraid of him. "Release your hold of him right NOW!"

Nova responded, causing me to grin until I reached the foyer and saw the commotion. A couple of headless guards and vampires were strewn on the floor and Darius Cartwright was in combat with another. My eyes widened at Freddie laying on his back getting bit by that bitch. Rage filled me and I jumped on her back and yanked ahead back. “These are all your father's hybrids,” Nova growled as I twisted the vampire's head off. Glancing down at Freddie I asked him if he was alright. He nodded and said, “The bloodsucker said there were hundreds more like them up north. They have to be eradicated.”

He was one of the most terrifying figures active across the world. The last person beside him pulled down his blood-red cloak, revealing a stunningly handsome man in his early 20s. He had blood-red hair, blood-red pupils, and blood-red fingernails. However, he was no ordinary figure. He was Alucard Ludendorff, a high-ranking vampire archlord.

the pet master responded, looking very pleased with himself, "It was quite entertaining really. Shut her up nice and quick." The man's brow furrowed, but only for a second. "Age?" he asked. My eyes widened in surprise. He was actually considering buying me. "Seventeen." "Who was her breeder?" he followed up. Breeders. The vampires who took in the slaves and pets that couldn't perform their duties. The ones that forced them to conceive a few children before taking the child and killing the parents for their blood. The whole process made me want to curl up in a ball and cry.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of