Moroi Vampires Novels & Stories

"How dare you—" "Arrgh!" The screams had begun. Neratomay leaped from their seats as Hybrids swarmed rapidly into the room. They did not have the speed of the Vampire, but the rapid way in which they attacked allowed them to take out the closest Vampires. The Hybrids knew what they were doing. They lopped off heads with swiping claws that held razor sharp talons. They bit through throats and severed spinal cords causing heads to fall limply before the Vampire turned to dust. Seven or eight Omicrons entered the hall and within seconds had killed half a dozen Vampires. Some Vampires had quickly flashed away but not the Elders. They were snarling and joining the fight. Some had even turned into

His command echoed in the empty space as he took a handful of gulps of the blood given to him. Reid motioned one of his men and the vampire hiding his disgust ripped a part of his shirt before licking on it and wrapping it around her wound. Middle ranked vampires like Reid saliva had healing power while lowest ones like most servants couldn't heal anyone except themselves, and even their bodies would heal after many days and even months.

“Another man was discovered dead in Piatra Cralului National Park. According to the police, a group of hikers discovered Jordan Lambert’s lifeless body on the forest road leading through Zărneşti Gorges. Like the previous killing reports, Mr. Lambert has also two bite marks on his neck that may be the cause of his death. The authorities are still investigating what is causing these killings in order to find the perpetrator as soon as possible. However, there is speculation that these killings are carried out by an incredible creature...vampires. However, we live in the twenty-first century, and vampires existed in the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. Is it possible that they are still ali

"The Vampires aren't moving like an army. They’re moving like a plague. They’ve bypassed the traditional mountain passes and are using the 'Shadow Roads'—tunnels that haven't been opened since the First Age." Lady Morana stood at the head of the table, her face grimmer than usual. "They seek the Origin Flame. The Vampire King, Malphas, believes that if he consumes the blood of a True White Wolf, he can walk in the sun. He wants to end the age of the Moon and bring about a thousand years of dusk."

They could also drink blood if they feel like it. They could bathe themselves and sleep. But they could also keep themselves awake for a week. They are creatures created by science. A composite of the two strongest types of organisms. Hunters are made to balance them. They hunt humans who run after vampires and hunt vampires who takes pleasure on killing humans for satiation. The boy looked pale and shaking. But to his utmost shock, the boy turned from a lanky coward to a boastful and irritating boy. "You shouldn't be here! Our clan leader is the governor of this region. You are not allowed to s-stop us!", The kids behind the boy nodded and seconded his overly confident statement. Even after

The Strigoi are sworn enemies of Moroi and Dhampir vampires; they cannot be friends even if they want to. The rules of Moroi vampires and Dhampir vampires are very strict, which every vampire, royal and non-royal, has to follow. Anyone who breaks these rules twice will be forcibly turned into a Strigoi and would be thrown out of the vampire community. In order to take revenge for this, the Strigoi created a separate coven in Saintmau, which is led by their Strigoi Ace Christ Morton. He is the first royal Moroi vampire forcefully converted into Strigoi and started training the newly arrived Strigoi against the Dark Shadow Coven and Blood Moon Coven. Strigoi tr

"That human, my dear brethren, is no ordinary mortal. They are the embodiment of the Crimson Witch, an accursed reincarnation from the treacherous Vampyr clan. A plague that has stripped us of our rightful lands and torn you away from your very own bloodline! Do not let the weight of our shared history fade into oblivion!" The revelation of Moira's long-held secret sent shockwaves rippling through the entire tent, leaving its inhabitants reeling with disbelief. They had been oblivious to the fact that they had been providing shelter and protection to the reincarnation of a being who had once conspired with the notorious Vampyr clan, a dark alliance that had brought their pack to the very bri

"Do not tell me what to do, Mother! All thanks to the gods, Azura survived my bites, but because she survived my bites never means I will mate with her. I have found my fucking mate, so do not tell me what to do." She heard the man say. She backed off towards the headboard. His shouts made her remember the pack she had run away from. But yet she was confused. Where was she? Had she entered the devil's territory? But these beings did not possess the scent of humans. Instead, they possessed the scents of something bloody, something that smelled of blood. Then it clicked in her mind. She had stepped into the lands of the vampires.

In the time that Harley had been out, the sky had turned a deep purple colour, a few claps of thunder had erupted from the clouds and it had begun to rain heavily. Brushing her wet hair out of her face, she squinted to see where she was heading. The torrential downpour had made it difficult to even keep her eyes open without them stinging from rain water. Despite the lack of roaming vampires due to their leader's plan, she knew that a good few wouldn't be able to resist coming out during a storm since it enhanced their thirst for a short period of time. After all, the more blood thirsty they were, the less control they had over themselves.

But holding it in wasn't going to make her situation any better. "Damn it Khloe I'm not going to punish you for crying." I finally said. I guess that's all she needed to hear because the next thing I knew, she was burying her face in my chest, finally letting her feelings show. I just laid there, holding her there as she cried. Most Vampires don't understand the mentality of humans. They don't allow their pets to show emotions and then get bored of their pets because they act like emotionless zombies. They don't understand that forcing a human to suppress how their feeling is just setting them up for failure.