Lord Vampire Novels & Stories

The vampire stepped back the moment Perth’s voice sliced through the hallway. He dipped his head slightly, shoulders tight, the blood on his chin catching the dim light as he murmured, “Sire.” Perth’s footsteps echoed closer. His tone was sharper this time, clipped and irritated. “What is going on here?” The vampire finally straightened his spine a little, though his head remained bowed. “I was just asking if he had seen my companion.” Perth turned to me. His eyes were unreadable. “Have you seen his companion?”

Ethan flashed his teeth and Pablo sat down, mentally exhausted. "Listen Ethan I am not against you." "Neither am I." "I am not trying to fight you." "Neither am I." "So go and get Jaxon so we can know what to do next." "I'm afraid I won't be able to that." Pablo stared at him, "And why is that?" "Until you tell me what you did to him, I won't do anything you say." ~NARRATION GAP~ In a world where vampires and werewolves coexist, Lily, a young werewolf, discovers her unique power as a Guardian. She forms a deep bond with Adrian, a vampire, despite their species' historic rivalry. Their love is forbidden but they continue to defy the odds and stay together.

He wanted to say something, but he knew that if it’s focus was not on them then it would be on him, and he was not about to let himself be killed by his own alpha to save people he knew nothing about. The dragon and the vampire were ready with their own fighting stance. The throat of the dragon was already turning red indicating that he was ready to spit fire at any moment. The vampire was ready too, Lorenzo was an old vampire and has seen many things during his years of living and he was not scared by the beast in front of him. Even if it was his first time seeing such a thing. From afar one could mistake it for a Lycan, but when one gets closer the thing looked like a Lycan or a centaur, n

They were there for a purpose, driven by a thirst that went beyond mere bloodlust. At the helm was Lucien, a tall and elegant vampire, his face an impassive mask, his mind sharp and focused. Years of struggle against the werewolves had honed him into a lethal adversary. With a mind like a steel trap, he knew that their plan required perfect execution, precise timing, and complete secrecy. He was a master of manipulation, a tactician without peer.

The walls around us seemed to close, and the dim lights flickered, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to move with a life of their own. After an eternity, the tunnel widened into a grand alcove. The car stopped, and we entered a vast, opulent underground library. The space was breathtaking, with towering bookshelves filled with ancient tomes and scrolls. In the center of this grand library stood a raised platform adorned with intricate carvings and glowing runes. Atop the platform, surrounded by an array of ritualistic artifacts, was a grand, ornate chair. Seated in this chair, exuding an aura of power and menace, was the vampire Lord Oskar Starlyn.

After the victim has been drained, the Lupus Vampire will then transform back into its human form and disappear into the night. The victim of a Lupus Vampire typically looks pale and lifeless. They appear to have been drained of all their energy, and they are often left with deep puncture wounds that are slow to heal. They have a tendency to become lethargic and weak, as if they have been drained of all their strength and can also lead to death. The Lupus Vampire is a creature that is feared by many, but it is also a creature that is admired for its strength and power. It is a creature that is both feared and respected, and it is a creature that continues to fascinate those who come across i

"I actually don't want to fight with you, Rellis, but for Eve, I think I won't mind trying. I want to teach this bloodsucker friend of yours a lesson." "Oh, please!" Landon let out a bark of evil laughter. "What did you say? You want to teach me a lesson? How could you do that, huh, you mongrel? You almost died in the hands of Vienna and now you want to feed me with your goddamn arrogance? Well, then, let's see!" I heard a long howl and I was surprised. At our back, wolves started showing up! They mus

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

the way he had reacted to Allicin, his mysterious disappearances, his unpredictability, and his seemingly flawless nature. As the darkness consumed her, Raven knew one thing for certain. Lumiére was a vampire, and not just any vampire, but the High Lord himself.

In the grand, eerie mansion that served as the vampires' lair, Simon Howell, the imposing vampire leader, stood on the balcony overlooking the sprawling estate. His crimson eyes were a fierce, fiery red, reflecting his anger and unwavering determination. He had a list of targets in mind, and he intended to accomplish his mission at any cost. As Simon brooded, one of his trusted lieutenants, Lucas, approached him. Lucas hesitated for a moment before delivering his report, "Master Howell, we've observed the Thunder Claw Pack as you ordered. However, it appears that one of the werewolves spotted our presence."