Ikemen Vampire: Napoleon Novels & Stories

Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage. Anna Cheyenne, with her striking red hair and piercing green eyes, had always been the more adventurous of the two. She roamed the kingdom with a fierce determination, her laughter echoing through the ancient halls. Her heart, however, was tethered to a vampire named Elias, a noble with a mysterious past. Together, they explored the depths of their heritage, uncovering secrets long buried in the annals of vampire history. Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding.

Unknown to them, this is my opportunity to take her from the Sin. “Those three men.” I say, peering down at the people from a building above. “Lose them.” My knight hesitates. “King Rome, those are the King's,” he stops himself short. “King Sin's strongest men— Lake and Eirene. Plus, there is a Vampire amongst them. I can smell him.” I snap my eyes to him. “The Vampire you are so afraid of, he has a weakness. He may be strong, but even the strongest men have weaknesses.”

Endymion was kneeling on the ground over the pup, drinking its blood, and eating its flesh. The wolf's parents howled to alert the moon goddess, and the wolves on the land rushed to Endymion to try to destroy him. However, Endymion was not only a hunter, but he was an immortal. He could not be killed. He ended up killing all of the wolves that day. He threatened the death of humans who would not eat and drink the wolves with him as a means of survival. The wolves, being mystical beings, had some of their animal essences mingled with Endymion and human blood. The violent nature of the wolf's death was so terrible, it created a curse upon Endymion and the humans. They grew fangs. They were not

The double doors flew open suddenly and Kian stormed inside. "The vampire Elders are slaughtering the wolf packs in Europe and have requested that all of us join their armies. I warned them that it was a foolish mission but hundreds are answering the call," he said in disappointment. Selene growled roughly and turned to all of us. Go to your former pack lands and tell your people to stand down and avoid getting killed," she growled menacingly and waved her hand over us all. The room vanished and we were standing in the clearing near my mother's cottage. The vampires weren't with us but Kian stood there glancing around the area.

My fingers traced the outline of my pack fondly as a sudden wave of homesickness washed over me. I quickly pulled my hand back but not quick enough to miss being noticed by the prince who was on the other side of the map. “Ivan’s fort is here, right on the edge of the Azurues Ocean. The largest ocean that separates our empire from the other lands.” “Aren’t vampires skittish about water?” I asked and Jasper grinned, “They are vampires, not cats, though sometimes they do look like feral cats now that I think about it.” “When is our next lesson going to be?” I blurted out impatiently.

I smacked him again. "Stop acting. I know we're thinking the same thing about her," I said, and he didn't respond but turned his back on me. "I'm just wondering, what if she discovered the truth? I'm terrified," I said, looking at my twin for a response, but he appeared to be thinking the same thing. She's been here for four months and hasn't noticed anything about the other maids, who are our previous maids who we got bored with and killed. We're vampires; it's only natural for us purebloods to kill humans because they're nothing more than food containers for us.

I can see someone coming to the door with a face filled with anger that he was disturbed. “The penalty for disturbing the king is death; who are you to think you are to disturb him in this manner?” The grumpy vampire spits at me, and I am instantly on edge. “We need time! Things are bad here.” Harmony screams. “On it,” I respond before speaking. “I am mated to King Brandt; I am Queen of the Northern Vampires.” His face contorts instantly as I shove past him and into the house. “Now get me your king,” I demand.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

He generously offered to send his most skilled and fearless fighters on board his formidable battleship, 'Phoenix's Wrath', to bolster our ranks and strengthen our chances of victory. Queen Bithea was by his side, offering her support and assistance in any way we might need. King Raphael's expression turned serious as he asked, "What will you do if they launch a ground assault?" Niklaus let out a hearty laugh, his eyes gleaming with confidence, "That would be a fatal mistake on their part. Not only are we all of Royal Siren bloodline, but my entire kingdom is also of my Bloodline as a Mayan Vampire." The Queen and King exchanged bewildered glances, their faces etched with confusion, as they

With the moonlight, he looked like the stuff dreams were made of—my prince of the night. We kissed again, this time long and deep, before he let me go. He placed his helmet on and walked onto the battlefield with Andrew at his side. Andrew shifted beside him. They marched out as one so that all could see the werewolves and vampires could work together. The other werewolves shifted, and the vampires crouched, calling forth a blood rage. The battle began—werewolves and vampires dashing for the Ironfang pack. The Alpha shifted, his scar face visible even in wolf form. He charged Andrew and Sebastian. Sebastian sprinted for him, blade drawn, wanting revenge for my mother’s death. Two large black