Lady Dhampir Novels & Stories

She locked eyes with me, and she shifted into an impressive gray wolf with green eyes. That was when I knew. She was a hybrid like me: Wolf and vampire. Though by birth, not by bite. She was as rare as I was.

I stood my ground and immediately shifted into my red Lycan form, towering over them. “You really think you can take me on, pup? Fine then, this forest will be your tomb.” Darius grinned, and I felt his mana spike. He raised his head to the moon and howled as his body changed. Dark midnight blue fur covered his body as his teeth lengthened and his fingers turned to claws. Before long, his massive wolf form stood before me, staring at me with dead amber eyes. The other two wolves didn’t attempt to go after Kaliyah anymore. Instead, they surrounded me, circling like predators, baring their teeth. “Bring it on!”

Something held me back. It was cold and chilli. I turned my head real slow. I was expecting some vile figure or a vicious creature with its fangs out at me. Instead I looked at a figure resembling the Hooded Lady. The only difference was that, this was a male. " Who are you? How do you know my name? " I think he smirked. " I know more than your name Liana. Come with me. I believe you are looking for a dragon named Damian! "

I asked. "Dhampire? Oh, it's not a word, it's a name, referring to the children who are born from a vampire and a human. It's retrieved from the Balkan language. If the child is a boy, they call it 'Dhmapire', if it's a girl, 'Dhampiresa'. Based on their folklore, a dhampire is said to be extremely filthy, he or she has either a snub nose, like a bat or worse, no nose at all," Cammie paused for a break and took a sip of her fruit drink then she continued. "And in the Bulgarian legends, folklore has it that a dhampire must also feed on human blood to sustain its existence. In Serbian tales, the dhampire has an oversized head and a small body with no shadow. Other myths say that those dhampire

Beside him stood three figures I hadn't seen before. His champions. The first was a massive vampire warrior, scarred and brutal looking. He radiated violence like heat from a fire. The second was a woman, beautiful and terrible, with features that seemed to shift between human and something else. A dhampir, half vampire and half witch. The third made my blood run cold. He was thin, almost skeletal, completely silent. But the power coming off him was immense, ancient, suffocating.

She moved her hand to the second picture of a creature with red eyes and long fangs. “Next comes the vampires, they've been alive for centuries, if not a millenia.” she explained scanning the images. “Then come the werewolves, although most believe them to be on equal footing with the vampires, but not the purebloods” she narrated and I listened in awe. “What of Dhampirs?” I asked curious about my fake identity. Daphne stifled a laugh and lowered her hands to the bottom of the chart like portraits. “Second to the last on the hierarchy, the last are humans”

The creature hisses and runs to the door, trying to break free. "What is that?". "That is a Dhampir", Lucian answers Annaliese. "Day walker", Marian whispers. "Also correct", Lucian says with a smile. "Half vampire-". "Half human", Marian completes the sentence.. Lucian glares at her then smiles. The vampires continue to push them down the corridors until they get to another door, a larger one. Annaliese hears cries inside, sniffles and whimpers. Lucian claps his hands and the vampires come out of nowhere with plates of blood.

I could see auras without trying, could read the truth in every face. "Different," I said finally. "Not human. Not vampire. Something else." "You're dhampir now," Dorian said. "True dhampir. Not half-vampire like Raven, but something that's never existed before—a human transformed through the true bond. You have vampire strength, vampire senses, vampire longevity. But you kept your humanity. Your heartbeat. Your ability to walk in daylight." "And Caspian?" I looked at him, at his human eyes and human warmth.

“Or what it all means. I’m sort of still in paranormal 101 when it comes to all this stuff.” Zach shook his head and snickered at her comment. It was true that she probably did have a lot to learn, but the way she said it made her sound so innocent. “I’ll help you all that I can, but I’m not the famed expert of vampires or dhampirs.” Emily cocked her head to the side when he said the last word like she never heard that term before. “A dhampir is an offspring between a vampire and a human, which is what you are.”

Madam Yvonne said. "I was right! I was right!" Nadine shouted. Then she sobered up. "Do you know what made the marks?" "Yes, I do." Madam Yvonne smiled. "What is it?" Nadine asked. Maybe it was a bear, or a lion, or a wolf. Or maybe it was someone with Cardi B nails. "It was a lycanthrope." Madam Yvonne said. "A what?" Nadine asked. She didn't know of any such animal.