Master Vampires นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Such a term was only used to address wealthy vampire masters that owned or dwelled in a specific area. Vampire masters were common, so it wasn't a surprise to hear the term. They existed for as long as she could remember and some she had even done research on. There were many types of vampire masters or lords. Most of them just owned spacious homes and had a few followers, they weren't considered too wealthy nor did they seek out new followers very often. Vampire Lords were wealthy masters, often heirs to fortunes and hundreds of years old.

This brings him to why he’s here in the first place. "I can fix all of it. We can have our status and wealth back. You can get Cassandra back. The version you fell in love with" Marcos added taking a step in his brother’s direction. Maximus watched him with suspicion. "Don't speak in riddles Marcos. State your purpose for coming here" Maximus demanded "Two years ago I turned a girl. Not intentionally but that's another story. When she rose as a vampire her eyes were not black, nor red, but blue. Shortly after we discovered she is also kinetic-"

“I don’t blame you at all, sir! I couldn’t have done such a bold thing!” Lev straightened and crossed his arms. “Then what did you mean just now?” Sweat started dripping from Moldark’s forehead. He is one of a few families of low-class vampires who don’t have any standing in Duradel. The only thing that made Moldark get special attention from The Elders was the existence of his son, Vincent Moldark. Unlike Lev or other vampires, who have good self-control over their desire for human blood, Vincent’s beastly side has dominated him since he was born and grew out of control as he grew older.

Look at all this creepy weird looking creatures" "Breath uwana breath all of this is fake. There is no such things as ghost, no such things as vampires or werewolves ... No such things, so just breath and let's enjoy this. " "Okay okay no such things phew. Well in that case let sit up front so we can get a good view." "That's the spirit 'Mavis Dracula'" "Right back at you Rebelle or should I say brave"

It was the year 1781; there was a war raging between Vampires. It was the battle for the claim of the North, the North which was under my rule. So the Vampire that ruled the South decided that he shall attempt to overthrow my power and take over as Master. Now I could have told him from the start that such an attempt shall be futile, but yet he pushed forward. There was absolute carnage as the South crossed into our borders. Now in those years, you did not get the class of Vampire you get these days. They were utterly ruthless; there was nothing they would not do. It sickened me to see what my kind was capable of.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

I gasped, “Clark… You we’re invincible right now?” “I’m not that foolish to make these mortals watch me brand my mate” His voice became softer, “Now you can hear my thoughts and with his mark, I can find you anywhere even under the layers of earth” He lifted his sleeve, revealing a small snake tattoo on his arm, “This is the Nobu” He explains, “This is the mark that binds a Vampire to his mate” I stared in disbelief, “You did what? Are you crazy?” “It is tradition my dear” he chuckled darkly.

"Dominic Montenegro, the Supreme alpha, led an attack this weekend against an organization of vampires that had enslaved his people for years in the shadows. See the consequences of the act" "Vampire attacks plague the American people. To date, 117 victims have been confirmed" “Relatives of Marcos Smith, the first victim of the vampire infestation in the city after the attack by the Supreme Wolf, are prevented from burying their loved one by the national threat. 'That's what happens when they try to share our world with wild animals, they kill. thinks that a piece of paper serves as a collar for these dogs. They have their own laws' says Agatha, Marcos' mother, blaming the wolves for spreadi

Two female servants stared at me with their beady red eyes wearing the sluttiest maid uniforms I had ever seen. I turned my nose up at them both as they kneeled before me in my study. The books were worn, smelling of old leather and the mothballs that sat behind the bookshelves. Documents ranging from vampire history back thousands of years to the recent events of humans being allowed into the Bergarian world. I was the Duke of the house Morealus, 15 times great, of one of the first original vampires in existence. Morealus was his name, and I take that name with pride. It is I who is to carry on his bloodline.

Drake, displaying his supernatural resilience, absorbed the attacks and retaliated with a burst of vampiric strength. Their confrontation unfolded in a dance of shadows and moonlight, a primal struggle between two ancient beings. Chassy, mindful of the broader war unfolding around her, maintained a keen awareness of the battlefield. She continued to coordinate with her warriors through their mind link, ensuring that the northern border held strong against the vampire onslaught. Drake, undeterred by Chassy's resilience, hissed, "Your defiance is futile, Chastity. The vampires will prevail, and your kind will kneel before us."