Lady Dhampir Novels & Stories

kayla said, raising her voice Vanessa shook her head. "It's not that simple. Dhampirs are rare and dangerous. They have the strength of a lycan and the thirst for blood of a vampire. It's not safe for her to carry this pregnancy to term." Enzo and Kayla exchanged worried glances. "What do you mean it's not safe?" Enzo asked, his voice filled with concern. Vanessa sighed, "Dhampirs are often hunted by both lycans and vampires. They are seen as a threat to both species and are often targeted. Not to mention the complications that can arise during the pregnancy and childbirth. It's a risky situation."

“Maya!” A vampire woman called out. She has been out in the forest hunting with her daughter who is approaching her adolescence. Being a dhampir she has to struggle during her growing years fighting the powerful thirst for human blood. But as she crossed the threshold of adolescence her thirst gradually came into control and her mother started taking her out to hunt animals. As a child, she was monitored strictly from not going feral and gorging on human blood.

By the time she would have to work again, she would have just started feeling better. At 6 month pregnant, my mom's stomach was starting to look more than just gaining weight. There was a roundness to her stomach. My dad knew the secret was out, but still took my mothers money. The whisper in the town was of how sorry everyone felt for her. It was normal to feel sorry for the mother or father of a child because everyone knew there would only be two ways the child would live. As an adult in the town they were born, the poor life, or as a servant for the vampires, the rich life. It was unheard of for a human being turned by a noble, though it was done to the special few. There was also the opi

I smelled, of all things, fresh flowers. A woman no taller than five-two appeared between the werewolves and me. She was drop-dead beautiful, her skin the deathly white of an old Vampire. Her hair was a luscious black that ran down in curls to the small of her back. Her green eyes were striking against her face and hair. She wore a gown of sea foam green that glistened with diamonds and hugged her body like a glove. She was obviously an old Neratomay, but she knew how to dress like a modern-day heiress.

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

He trailed off and I looked at him, trying to remember where I heard that familiar name and remembered a minister mentioning her. She's Waian's supposed bride. The one he was destined to marry if he never found me. I heard she's a werewolf, but Sayid is a vampire. Perhaps she's a hybrid. "Lady Lira, it's nice to meet you." I politely greeted her and she smiled, accepting my hand. "The pleasure is mine, your highness. If you will excuse me, the queen is waiting for me." She bowed in farewell and I watched her go with a smile. "She looked nice," I said when I was sure she wouldn't be able to hear me. "Is she a hybrid?"

That dagger was laced with wolfsbane and Jacob made sure it had enough amount to make sure any werewolves would undergo severe pain or, worse case, death. But it has already been done. He left, and I couldn’t do anything to take it back anymore. Realizing I could not stay thunderstruck, thinking about Logan while our Pack was in the middle of a battle, I rolled myself up. But as if the heavy burden on my chest wasn’t enough, I caught Bianca not far from my place fighting in her human form. Just a minute later, Bianca flew into the air before her body weightlessly dropped. It was a good thing that she fell on her back and she was able to gather herself back up.

I felt my stomach twist. “To solve that, Strigoi breed. They create Dhampirs—half-vampire, half-human. They’re strong, intelligent, and loyal by design. But there’s a problem.” He looked away, ashamed of the truth he was about to speak. “Strigoi women can’t carry children. Their bodies reject life. So they need human women.” He didn’t have to say more—but he did. “A human woman can’t carry a Dhampir to term. The fetus needs too much blood, too much strength. It’s parasitic. Without help, the woman dies.”

I heard Lobo's panicked voice as everything faded to black. 《TWO YEARS LATER》 I leaned my head against Lobo's shoulder, my hand on my pregnant belly as we watched our first daughter, Lilith playing with her toys. "Do you think the prophecy was for our second?" Lobo asked suddenly. "Can you forget about the prophecy?" I moaned. "Sorry. It's just that I doubt the Goddess would reincarnate into a wolf-demon-vampire Tribrid." "To be fair, Lili wasn't meant to be a Tribrid. That was all your mate's fault."

They vibrated and bent still, not daring to raise their heads until Jamie was dragged upwards and let out a sharp scream of horror. Vasperia raised her eyes to stare at a beast she had never encountered in her life. This was a pure definition of a Hyde wolf!! Its eyes were as big as the moon and the Iris were wide lie saucers, deep black and ugly. But again, it had claws, long sharp ones that were ready to sink into Jamie's belly when Vesperia hurled the iron first aid box to the beast who stopped. It distracted its mission to kill the Lycan and dropped Jamie to the ground now heading for her.