Master Vampire Novels & Stories

Marcus Ruvia just continued his exit from the abandoned building as if he didn't hear anything. Marcus Ruvia was known for being a ruthless, dominant, and powerful young boss of the mafia in the human world. He is very tall and muscular. His delicate features and obsidian eyes made him look mysterious and aloof. His aura imposed that no one should try to mess up with him or else they had their own death wishes.

Five male vampires were seated on the left wing of the table while four male vampires and one female vampire were seated on the other wing. They were even surprised to see her in such a state, looking haggard and frustrated. "Bring her here." Mosco ordered. His seat was the first to be seen from where their head seat was. The drudge vampire leaped towards her and brought her to him. The drudge vampires were special servants made and specifically owned by the grand elders of Volturi. These are the strongest vampires of the coven. The vampire left to bury her mate with a few of her kind after narrating everything in detail.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

He was like a wind when he went near them, you could not even notice him with your bare eyes when he does that, it was one of his abilities as a VAMPIRE. The criminal and the victim were shocked by his sudden appearance, they didn’t notice him. The woman cried, she was glad that someone came to help her, but she was still worried because she could only see a thin yet tall young man, she wondered if she could beat the guy who was thrice bigger than him, especially that he has no weapon. “How dare you disturb me when I’m not even finished and just starting to feel good,.,’’ he glared at him as he let go of the woman’s neck.

very perplexed" He scratched his brow in frustration. 'Hey!! 'Are you even here?' Adrik waved his hand in front of his face, because he was lost in his own world. "Oh, senior, no, Mr. consiglier..." What the fuckk am I saying?! "What are you saying now? Come on, tell me how you found out about the V-m45." Adrik asked, impatiently awaiting his response. Darwin gave him a fake smile and pretended to think, but in reality he was shivering in fear and sweating cold sweat in fear. If he does not respond, he will undoubtedly kill him brutally, and the fact that he is a vampire shook him from within.

It was a maid, she was trembling as she stared at the Alpha's body. “Y-you… You… Killed the Alpha. Y-you murdered Alpha Cassius…” She stuttered, trying to string her words together, her fingers trembling as she pointed at me. “Shut up or else I'll send you to go join him,” I interrupted her coldly, my eyebrows slightly raised and my whole demeanor screamed of blood. I heard footsteps rushing up the stairs, the maid had alerted them when she shouted. I would've stayed to fend them off given my power as the Vampire Queen but I was just an ordinary omega right now, a blood slave, with no power at all so I chose the easiest way out.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

"I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had survived from her ability before, so no doubt that the werewolf is dead by now." I couldn't move. Anger rushed through my veins and I felt like I was a

********** The Bronx was a jagged maze of rusted fire escapes and rotting brick, and right now, Marcus Blackwood was moving through it like a shadow with a death wish. The red dot had vanished the second Marcus hit the pavement, but the adrenaline stayed, thick and metallic in his throat. He didn’t run like a human. He didn’t even run like a normal vampire. There was a desperate, twitchy energy in his limbs that felt more like a angry wolf on the hunt.

This was about power and strategy, as always. Before me stood a man with a calm yet calculating posture. His pale skin, too flawless, resembled marble carved to perfection. His dark eyes held a cold glint that pierced through anyone who dared to meet his gaze. Virgil Vissarion, the vampire introduced as their representative. He appeared to be in his early thirties, but I knew he was far older than that. “Of course, you must be the renowned Alpha werewolf,” Virgil said, his voice laced with sarcasm, breaking the tense silence. A faint smirk tugged at his lips, almost mocking.