Moroi Vampires Novels & Stories

“You don’t even know me.” “You keep saving me ,” I say. “That’s enough for tonight .” The stained-glass windows explode inward . Omaras (face shredded from my claws, still bleeding) and Sorrel drop through, followed by twenty elite vampires in black armor. “Found you,” Omaras growls, touching his ruined cheek. “This face is permanent, hybrid. I’m going to wear yours next.” Adrian steps in front of me, blade out . “Over my dead body .”

Lindsay said to Viktor. “It is a term used most commonly to describe a vampire, but also a werewolf that walks in the day. The stories of a day-walking werewolf were what I was told as a child,” Viktor told her. “The stories I was told about morozko were of him as a frost demon. They all gave his description differently from what appeared, but I have little doubt that is what it was.” “Well, that gives me more names for things,” Wren said. “Is there anything else either of you would like to know? If we are through, I would like to finish the report I was working on,” Viktor said politely.

The lycan population of Norfolk was halved in one night, it was the bloodiest war ever happened between the vampires and the lycans in the northern territory. Reed returned to the Chief's house close to dawn, with Yeri in his arms, swinging her limp arms and refusing to speak. Her eyes were empty and her face painted in agony. The Oracle just finished cleaning and dressing Lilo's body, which had started to stiffen as rigor mortis set in. She wiped away a stray tear as Reed brought Yeri inside.

When the vampires attacked, the warriors were ready. The battle that ensued was bloody and gruesome. The claws of the vampires ripped through flesh and bone, the fangs of the vampires suckling on the lifeblood of their victims. But the Luna of the pack and her warriors did not waver. Morgana used her powers to kill vampires quickly and swiftly and then Davina and her witches joined in, killing the vampires as quickly as they came , making them drown in their own blood and burn to asked, snapping their necks and the wolves breaking their bones.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. 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.

In the audiobook, the appearance of the immortal will be a purification of nature, because each different species will not be able to have a descendant, but this time, the appearance of Sharmaine turns everything into chaos. Sharmaine makes both vampires and werewolves nostalgic. The charm of the immortal cannot be underestimated. “What more do you want to know?” Maki is cold, she does not like werewolves, vampires are people who hate being invaded by others, so is Maki. “I want to know about the Mohini vampire clan.” Osmund is curious about the origin of Sharmaine, the girl who can make vampires hunt and bind. If Sharmaine was a normal human, it would have been easier.

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

He was always so friendly. My mother then proceeded to clear her throat and take off her glasses which was always a sign that a huge, brutal threat was about to follow. "Well we have some rules for you if you are going to stay here. We know you and your temper. Firstly, you are not allowed to give yourself away to any humans here. Having them find out about vampires is always a huge headache for both councils. Second, we expect your feeding habits to be merciful and all of your victims to have their memories wiped. Thirdly, if you ever try to massacre this town like you did previous towns, you will be murdered, immediately. And lastly…” My mother paused, looked at me, and then, at Haydon. “M

"How can you stand there and say that when you are the one who's seducing a monster?" "First of all, I am NOT seducing anyone! Secondly, you do not know him. I do, and I can say that you are far bigger of a monster than he will ever be!" "Never! All vampires are monsters and no amount of time will ever change that! They are evil beings who deserve to be slaughtered." "Oh my God! Why are you so stubborn and stuck in your ways that you can't wrap your tiny little peanut-sized brain around the fact that they are still people and not all of them are the same?"