Master Vampire Novels & Stories

"Anna descended from the bloodline of a very powerful witch. The witch Annika." "I know that name," Draco's frown deepened. "I must have seen it in a text somewhere." "She created the first vampire - Vladimir, " Mitch added and Jones nodded. "SO what does this have to do with anything?" "Vladimir wants his ultimate power. He does not want to be threatened by anything," Mitch replied. Draco leaned back against the cane chair and looked up at the ceiling. "The mountain ashwood. Your uncle used it to put him to sleep for centuries."

He smile widely. "We are! I am Drake Nikolaevich. The very first true blood vampire. And my wife is the pureblood Lycan Queen, Nadea. And you, Melody Ania Nikolaevich, are our powerful, beautiful princess. And your fated mate here is a pure blood werewolf. And he's not just a simple warrior either. " He says with an approving smile. So how does the vampire world not know that my last name was the last name od the vampire lord. "I would want him even if he were a demon or human," I said softly.

Four wolves groaning on the ground, the female bleeding, and Stark standing in the center like a avenging spirit. "Impressive," Marcus rumbles, his voice like grinding stone. "My pack has killed twelve vampires this year. You're the first to defeat them." Stark says nothing, waiting for the real fight to begin. Marcus could crush him through sheer size alone, but at least it would be quick. Instead, Marcus laughs. "I'm not going to fight you, prince. I'm going to offer you a place." "What?"

If memory served her correctly, this vampire was of German origin. “I understand he is thy enemy,” Kira said boldly, “as he is mine. His name is Lord Malcolm Jameson.” She held her breath while she waited for his reaction. He slowly walked around her while looking her up and down. As he did so, she boldly took note of his most apparent and appealing features. He was as tall as , possibly a bit taller. His movements weren’t hindered by his muscular body as it moved with a slow, fluid motion. His eyes looked almost violet as the assessed her from head to toe. The combination of violet eyes and fiery copper hair was striking. His eyes had a sternness about them that spoke of a power not t

But if I think they would back down, they only continue to move towards us and start to break out in a fit of ungodly hissing as they are snapping their exposed teeth at us. Well, my restraint snaps. With absolute determination to show them of their foolish ways, I step closer, "You have made a fateful mistake tonight." I pause for a moment as I position my finger softly against the trigger of the Colt. "For one, my dear friend, I am you Vampire Master now," I slide the tip of my finger over the trigger, then I continue, "Your second was ruining a decent Armani." And with that, I gently snap my finger until it makes direct contact with the trigger that sets the motion for the bullet to leave

All of which led to Cade. “Despite his uncanny resemblance to Marius” she continued, a bored tone to her voice. “He is not of his line, however, we do have someone who is.” A slow, cruel, smile curved her blood red lips. Marius, I concluded, was the original vampire, Andromeda’s lover. At least now I had a name to tell Cade if I ever got out of here. She continued to walk further into the room, her eyes taking it in and she seemed satisfied.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

I didn't tell him that I didn't believe that was the problem, but honestly, I didn't believe it. "Who was the freakazoid?" I asked seriously, changing the subject. William sat down on the chair in the room. "His name is Marcov, he is a vampire cross wizard. He is a Russian hit man. But you take a risk in hiring him. He is ruthless, and there is normally casualties or collateral damage, but he always gets his target. He has a power not to be messed with. He is brutal and likes playing with his victims. He runs through partners like it is nobody's business, but even knowing this, females and males fall head over heals for him." He paused and cleared his throat.

“No, but thanks.” She stepped back so he could open the door. When she walked inside, she wasn't prepared to see Maverick sitting in the metal donor chair. His master was tall for a human, even though the wolves made his stature seem unimpressive in comparison, and he loomed over the bondage chair with his hand on the back.