House Of Vampires Novels & Stories

Then the pregnancies began. Under the full moon, the girls’ bellies swelled. It was discovered that vampires could father children as mortal men did. The vampires dared to hope. That hope did not last. When the time for birth came, nothing went right. Women screamed in pain as their bodies failed them. Every child was stillborn. Every mother died soon after. There were no exceptions. Until one woman lived. A daughter of House Stratford carried her child to term and lived. A half-blood infant male, small and perfect, was delivered.

___________________________________ The Founding Ten Families: Vampire Houses- House Blackwell: Based in Charleston, South Carolina. Oversees finance and wealth management for the Accord. House Vortova: Based in Anchorage, Alaska. Controls the private military that enforces the Accord. House Caerwyn: Based in Vermont. Experts in vampire lore and the Binding. House Moreau: Based in New Orleans, Louisiana. Controls the Registry and oversees the blood clubs that host Registry donors. House Slavius: Based in San Francisco, California. Keepers of the archives and preservation of the Crimsonborns.

Alexis felt there was an attachment to it when she saw the house. Slowly, Alexis stepped back there to get closer and closer to the simple house. She didn't know what she was feeling when she saw the house. As if, Alexis felt a longing there. Evens he also began to realize that her eyes were starting to well up with tears. She felt so familiar with the house, though she wasn't so sure what had happened right now with her feelings. But not long after, Alexis stopped her footsteps and fell silent right in front of the house. Alexis looked right at a man walking out of the house there. "Adrian?" Alexis muttered in disbelief. The man that she saw coming out of the house was Adrian. And Alexis wa

Jhan exchanged a few words with the vampire before he rose up the right sleeve of his jacket and I saw the vampire nod in response. The vampire literally leaped onto the house, before disappearing into the night. Jhan got back to the minivan. "It is okay, we can go in." He walked to the back of the minivan and opened the boot. I stepped out and walked towards the house. Jereum and Jhan carried some luggage into the house. I stepped into the parlour. As usual—red walls, light bulbs instead of chandeliers. Three black sofas—all two sitters. And finally, a TV.

Dayton growled, his Alpha aura pulsing. The windows shattered inward, glass spraying like shrapnel. Vampires poured into the house, their hisses slicing through the air. Their claws gleamed, fangs bared, and they lunged with unnatural speed. I ducked a swipe, balling my hand into a fist before driving it into the chest of the nearest vampire. It screamed, dropping to the ground.

Thankfully, I had run away from my parents when that blast happened, so I didn’t kill anyone. I had no idea what we were getting into, but as we approached the house; I knew we were fucked. The bush we were hiding behind was thick, so seeing what was all going on was hard. Men were walking in and out of the house, and some were sitting on the porch swing. A small sign read, “Rose’s mixers.” We were downwind, and the look of their skin told me they were vampires. And they don’t sleep. “So, we are supposed to break in to a house that is a 24 hours store with vampires and witches?” Ben stated the obvious.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

He growled in response. "Move" he commanded Summer moved forwards towards the back of the house. Lucien's senses had been alerted and he was on the prowl for the enemy. Taking her hand they ran. As fast as they could into the early morning. She heard the crashes sounding in the house. Knew when the voices raised that they had found the burnt body of the banshee. "Whats ....in the house" she said breathlessly He quickly looked at her "Vampires....." Her eyes bulged. Not because of the supernatural beings that he had just identified. But the voices that she was certain she could hear in her house as she was leaving.

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black

Inside, the air felt thick and heavy, dense with magic and fear. The UV-blocking screens—installed only weeks ago when they had been reinforcing the old place—glimmered faintly as runes flared to life along their frames, protection layered upon protection. It allowed the vampires to stand at the windows and watch without fear of the sun’s deadly kiss, but the view offered little comfort. Beyond the glow of the house, chaos reigned. The Valentines were locked in brutal combat with a swarm of horrors spilling from the darkness. Green lightning and golden fire flared in fits and starts as the swamp itself seemed to boil with unnatural life.