Nandor Vampire Novels & Stories

“My apologizes, my name is Sir Fredrickson. I operate this division of the vampire population. I am in control of the workings and what-not. It is me you have to convince of the importance of your mission if you wish to speak with an original.” “Thank you. My name is Ivory Anderson. My mate, Jet Anderson. I am the daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature. My uncle, Adron, is the god of the underworld and has been creating a new species called vamolves. He is harvesting vampires and using their blood or venom and giving it to dying wolves to create a super species. I need to stop him before his destroyed this whole planet.”

he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

It was now obvious the two were carrying on a conversation. “I want her first,” a voice called out. “You will ruin her, let me have her first,” the second voice replied. Bohdan spoke out, “Neither of you can have her, not until I know who the hell you are.” From the dark, the two beings stepped out of the shadows and into the light from the torches that lined the top of the pit. What Bohdan and Cara saw were two sickly looking thin bald vampires hobbling over towards them. They both looked like they had scoliosis and were as pale as flower. “Give us your woman,” the first vampire said. His name was Dorek, a former Polish farmer turned vampire.

It didn’t take a second for my palms to slowly recognize the red lesions on my skin, very distinguishable from even the hickey. This was the times the virus really kick in, leaving me a few sores and lesions and i sighed, closing the mirror before walking to put on some clothes. I wore around an exquisite red robe before placing a scarf around my head and neck and i was on my way downstairs. “Nadia” My mother called as the aroma of whatever she cooked, dashed across my nose and hurried my steps. It smelled like an African soup, and reaching down, i wasn’t wrong.

He handed her a glass of water and she gulped it down. "More?" He asked and she nodded. "You still need more?" He asked her after she had gulped down two glasses already and yet she still nodded. He felt really pathetic having known the pain that she must have passed through in that forest alone; with her mouth sealed up and a blindfold that covered her eyes. The way she gulped the water quickly showed that the water was very essential for her well being likewise the blood to the Vampires.

Lexon groaned while the other vampires looked at Noah as if he lost his mind. Noah's head snaps to his left, and his eyes immediately land on a vampire, hissing at him with red eyes. "Easy Sir hiss a lot! I'm like family now, I'm off-limits!... Right, tell him Nacho!" Noah said, as he turned and flashed his biggest smile at Nadja, who slowly closed his eyes and let out a long slow breath. 'I can't kill him, I can't kill him, I can't kill him...' Nadja kept repeating in his head, over and over again as he took a slow breath in, and a slow breath out.

Xavier noticed the fear in Anton as he spoke to Vladimir. When Nadia told them about the elder vampire Vladimir, he had a picture of an old vampire, not a kid. Well, technically he was not a kid but because they turned him at a young age, he stopped growing and now he still looked like a kid in his old age. “Then your family is my family, I needed you for something but since you have guests, then I guess you can bring them with you.” Vladimir looked at him with amusement in his eyes. Anton looked at Zande apologetically but he could not say no to Vladimir.

Noir looked back occasionally, revealing a trace of worry in his eyes. “What do you think?” Before he could finish, a hand patted his shoulder, and a familiar voice sounded in his ear. Noir turned around in joy. It was Andrius. “Andy! You’re finally back!” Noir thought of the dangerous scene earlier and felt some lingering fear, asking curiously, “That vampire was incredibly powerful. How did you escape? Did you defeat him?” Andrius shook his head with a wry smile. “I don’t have that capability.”

He lay gasping for air in a pool of his own blood while he waited for Dracula to finish the job and release him from his hell. Sensing that the pain in Nandru’s eyes was not a result of the attack, but ran much, much deeper, Dracula used his telepathic abilities to reach into Nandru’s mind and uncover the source of such agony. Not only did he learn of Sorina, but he also discovered that Nandru was a valued and highly appointed member of the royal military. The king of vampires was still building his own royal court and felt certain that Nandru would make a valued addition to it. So, instead of putting him out of his misery by killing him, he removed the pain of losing Sorina from his heart a