Master Vampire Novels & Stories

“By showing you the path and way that you should follow if you want your reign to last. War is coming. Bigger and serious than whatever you faced before. The wolves would be decimated, killed. It’ll be a genocide. Vladmir would make sure of that.” “Who is Vladmir?” She frowned, “I thought you’ve met him. It’s in your visions.” “I don’t know who that is,” I coldly replied. “The vampire. His name is Vladmir, he’s ancient, old, and he wants blood, every specie blood including his own and you’re the first because you’re the one who defiled him, who locked his people and him up.”

, I announce, throwing open the cupboard to get my cheerios cereal. "Hey cupcake, sleep well?", he responded, his eyes still glued to the newspaper. From his still shaggy hair and sleep swollen eyes, I could tell he had just rolled out of bed and had come down for his usual coffee fix. The house still seemed very empty with just the two of us. My mum had died three years ago, during an uprising by the vampires in the city. She had been staked to our backyard tree and left to burn when the sun rose, because she had married my dad, a human. My mum was a vampire, a made, not a pure blood, and she had been brutally killed by a sadistic bunch of fuckers who believed that humans were lower than th

am restless days pass and i remain that way till the elder's of the counsil organised a party so that the male vampires can choose their own human slaves the party is next tomorrow Gavin said I know Gavin,i want to be alone It's been 2weeks now and you still want to be alone?? . What's wrong wit our king

They were weak and needed food. "Hello, everyone. I'm Gavin Kyle. The first vampire on the soil of Wisconsin after about twelve centuries ago," I started my first speech after they had eaten. Although some of them looked reluctant, interested, and afraid, their spirit personalities are what compelled them to stay. A force they could not control.

His people still get confused about why their king was so soft in that rogue king's matter and the answer only the king knew. The Vampire King, Caius Vlad. "Master, I heard the guards found a new bundle of discarded werewolves," The woman laid naked under the covers trailed playing with her hair watching the man getting dressed after he had his hours long fill from her. "And you want a new servant from those, right?" His deep emotionless voice echoed in the chamber making her gulp down, she knew asking for gifts from him had never been a good idea, but she desperately needed a new servant especially when the previous one killed herself.

And once he is dead, there are always more vampires to hunt. “You have a lot of questions to answer,” I say to Max. “The most important one is: who the fuck gave you the right to have a slave?” I ask with so much hate and anger because I want to separate his spine from the rest of his body for what he did to my—to Vladimir. Max grits his teeth. “This worm does not deserve to be alive after all the pain he caused when he killed my little sister!” Vladimir doesn’t confirm or deny Max’s words.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

“Makros Verdanta. You are here to serve punishment for the many atrocities you committed-“ but before the Vampire Elder could finish, dark black mist immediately started filling the hall. “Why must you punish this good noble Vampire for doing nothing wrong. Humans…they are just nothing but food to us. He has committed no crime by treating them as such.” A deep powerful voice quickly sounded and finally revealed its owner as appeared like smoke in front of them all. His unique looks shocking everyone, the silverish hair and dark eyes. “My lord, you were finally awakened. I am your humble servant master.” Makros instead quickly shouted while bowing to the ground. “Who are you!” Adrian instead

I was getting sick of getting our asses kicked. Viktor slid a black vampire onto the corner of the twenty-first street. "This vampire's name is Armand. His superpower is speed. He's almost as fast as you, Darick, but he's young, and I feel we can take him out." I nodded in agreement. He then slid another vampire onto the corner of the twenty-second street between an ice cream shop and a laundromat. “This vampire's name is Jasper. If he bites you, he could potentially paralyze you as he possesses venomous poison, like a snake. He is one of the most dangerous members of Amon's crew."

“I see. So. Why did you want me?” “Aiden was asking if we had heard of something called a Master Werewolf, Ava,” Russel says. “Do you remember anything, or can you find anything in the records?” “What’s a Master Werewolf?” Ava asks. “That’s what I’m asking,” I sigh. “Maybe it’s called something else. That’s the name the vampires use. Immune to silver, immune to vampire abilities, can’t be Turned, able to talk to any werewolf with something like a Pack link.”