Greek Vampire Novels & Stories

It made him even worried considering, Nicodemus is nowhere to be seen since the late afternoon. "Everyone run!!" Greece blared,but then the Vampires started their rage... attacking,ripping and sucking the humans off their blood. Greece knew it was no use hiding his true nature,hence his eyes glowed an icy blue colour with a loud roar escaping his jaws. He pounced on them,killing the least he could fight but they soon overpowered him as they gathered themselves upon him.

"She was the one who told me what werewolves were really called and why they decided to do such things." "According to the story, werewolves attack part of humans to blood beings, to..." he nodded. "That's a falsehood that writers accommodated to their whim. The truth is that the Unticinak are beings that protect the blood beings. They don't have that much difference from all of them, Elijah. Both the Unticinak and the vampires are souls that remain attached to the same being to whom they were sold." "He doesn't say that in any book. I'm disappointed that they lie like that," Za laughed a little at his indignation. "That doesn't make me laugh."

She had a sweet melodious voice, was she a singer? "Yes , I feel the connection but how do you feel the connection, what exactly are you?" Alaric looked around to ensure they were out of hearing ears. "I'm a vampire. You're a werewolf I assume?" 'A Vampire! A vampire!!Vampires exist?! How come she didn't know about this, does her father know? Vampires only existed in myths and were known to exist even before werewolves. Wait a minute , how old could he be? Andra kept thinking.

It belonged to Elijah. “I’m sure you are about to enlighten me,” I’d like to commend myself for not stuttering. Deep inside, the fear simmering in the pit of my belly began to boil. What could possibly scare Elijah like that? Greco reached for the knot of his cloak and allowed the thick material to pool around his feet. I bite down a gasp. He was naked from the waist up. The left part of his body was marred with white burn marks. “I had to put my life on the line in that fight. A lycan venom is fatal to vampires, especially to purebloods like me. This…” he motioned to the burned part of his body, “is only a glimpse of how my insides looked like.”

The professor ambled back to the lectern. “Vampires are thought to be models of physical perfection,” he said to the class. “Fast, strong, handsome or beautiful. And by and large, much of that seems to be true. But there are stories that every now and then, something goes awry in the transmission process when a victim is bitten. The result of such an occurrence is a flawed creature, without the powers of a true vampire. Vampires have a name for such a creature—grafhym. The chief marker for a grafhym, it is said, is one fang instead of two.”

Elena's POV Vicky leaned against Jason, her face pale. She looked at me and licked her lips. "I'm sorry, Elena." Her smile was gentle. "The doctor said… pregnant vampires need human blood for nourishment." The study reeked faintly of blood. Two servants stood behind me, pinning my wrists in an iron grip. A sharp silver needle broke the skin, and a crystal goblet was placed beneath my wrist. Bright red blood dripped into the glass, one drop at a time.

I pleaded, and he nodded his head gently in understanding. “You are not out of mind. Moreover, you are very right child, my boys are different. Have you ever heard of the word lycanthrope?” he asked, looking at me expectantly and I shook my head, motioning that the word means nothing to me. “it’s a Greek mythical creature most commonly know in modern times as the werewolf” he explained with all determination and if he didn’t have a façade of all seriousness on his face, I would assume he was mocking me.

The inception of their creation was to contend with the otherworldly beasts that greatly oppressed humankind; they were literal bloodsuckers; it was an era subjugated by chaos and mayhem. The battles lasted decades before the Versipellis fully immobilized the Vrykolakas. In modern folklore, the Versipellis were the shapeshifters, otherwise known as werewolves, and the Vrykolakas were the bloodsuckers, now known as vampires. Their long, hard battle that eventually ended in victory did not come without a cost. The Versipellis lost their Luna. The backbone of not only the Monarch but also his people, it was a bittersweet moment when she sacrificed herself for their victory.

Anna said kindly. ”The oldest in a vampire tribe are considered the Eldest. Then the three oldest afterward are considered Elders. Nyx gifts the Eldest and Elders with abilities that keep them, and their tribes protected. Each gift helps the Elders fulfill their daily duties,” Bernard explains. “But sometimes the Goddess can gift a vampire a special ability without them being an Elder. Like Anastasia for instance.” I sat frozen, staring at him in disbelief. He paused for a moment so I could gather my thoughts.

How else would you categorize him? Liam sat up all the way and was looking down at me in disbelief. “You’re joking?” I sigh. “I wish I was.” You know, even though I wasted my time with Mitch, I could always see myself with Liam. He was a pure blood vampire, meaning he was born a vampire. He had short dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes, pale skin, and the body of Greek god. Plus, he was intelligent, sweet, and funny...all wrapped up in an adorable package. Problem was, I wasn’t willing to ruin our friendship if he didn’t feel the same way.