Norse Vampires Novels & Stories

When nothing took his interest, he replaced the magazine in the seat pocket and tried to take a nap. He drifted in and out of sleep, seeing foreboding images of castles and howling wolves. Clouds drifted over the moon and casted eerie shadows over the walls and towers of a gray medieval castle. The wind blew fiercely, carrying dried leaves from branches of trees and leaving them as bare skeletons silhouetted against the evening sky. The leaden clouds continued to drift overhead and once more revealed the ominous silver moon to the delight of the howling wolves.

KATERINA Just as I reached the next set of lockers, I froze, almost as though on instinct. My spine tingled the way it always did around unfamiliar vampires, and the scent of vampire invaded my nose, but this time ... there was something strange about it. Mixed with the sharp, pungent vampire scent was something unmistakably pleasant, almost resembling honey as well as spicy perfume. Slowly, I turned toward the lockers, totally unprepared for what stood in front me- or should I say who stood in front of me. The strangely pleasant-smelling vampire seemed to be observing me carefully as he peeked through his long, dark lashes and leaned against one of the lockers. He had a perfectly placed smu

Defeat every enemy and tear the stars from the sky. ...Kyrian opened his blood-red eyes. In a distant cave, by candlelight, the Oracle woke up in a cold sweat, suppressing a cry of horror. The rules of the game have changed... Norfvuld, Zhedan “What a gorgeous specimen,” the tall, long-legged woman purred, looking at the vampire sitting on the floor with an attentive glance. A metal collar glittered around his neck, from which a massive silver chain stretched to a large ring in the wall. The young man sat so that the metal could not touch his naked body, and stared blankly at the floor in front of him. Long, coal-black hair covered his naked, wounded body in a thick stream. The entire stone

"No, Del, you know what you're going to do is very wrong." "Delaphine," Junior again called her. "I'm coming, give me a sec," Delaphine told him. "You don't have to come, Delaphine," said to me. "Werewolves can kill you," I tried to talk her out of going. "Werewolves don't normally come out during the day time there mostly out during the night," she told me. Werewolves truly did mostly come out at night to hunt us. During the daytime, it seems they rested saving their energy for the night.

I demanded, becoming irritated. For a few moments we sat in silence, in a staring competition. I glared at him and he finally gave in and sighed. “There are a few ways. The most common way is to remove an essential organ, such as by beheading or tearing out someone’s heart or lungs. Simply injuring the organ doesn’t work, as werewolves can just heal. But removing it completely is a guarantee for death. Another common way is poisoning by wolfsbane. Our pack sometimes shoots darts filled with wolfsbane at enemies to get it into their bodies quickly. But you can also die from eating it or if it’s pushed into an open wound.”

He rose up and went over to his room's console and brought out a paper and a pen, and handed it to her. She drew the symbol exactly how she remembered. "This is what I saw," she gave the paper back to him. He took one look at it and muttered "Berserker." "What is a Berserker?" She asked curious. "They were ancient Norse warriors who worked themselves into a frenzy before battle and fought with abnormal fury and courage." "Norse warriors?" Her brows creased together in confusion. "The Norse were an ancient human population who inhabited the areas, that are now called modern-day Scandinavia," he expatiated.

Things had just gotten more complicated than he had thought. No wonder Kael had been terrified. Norstville wasn't like any little werewolf pack that he was hoping he could just trample on. “You're talking about the land of the vampires?!” Reed asked just to be sure. “Yes. It's the only option. I'm telling you, these guys are sickos.” Kael didn't have to bring out the paint. Reed already knew the kind of place that Norstville was. He had heard the stories—both the folklore and the experiences of the rare werewolves who had trespassed and managed to make it out of there.

“Alright, let’s focus here. My recommendation is that you both stay in an area where the cosmic rays are high. This will help in your creation process.” “North Pole countries are good for that,” Liam said, his tone serious again. “But there are vampire threats in those regions. We can’t just waltz in there without a plan.” “Actually,” Taylor interjected, “there’s a hidden city called Nysoria, near Sweden. It’s considered an independent island nation, hidden from most mortals. Only a few humans live there alongside werewolves, so it’s a safe city.” Liam’s eyes widened in realization. “Why didn’t I think of that before?” he said, a mix of relief and excitement washing over him. “That could be

“She is asleep. Please thank your queen for her potion.” Leif bows his head. “My Ida is a very powerful healer. I am sure by the time Willow wakes, she will feel much better.” The Norwegian wolves don’t have the same attitude towards witches as we do. Steeped in centuries of history, mysticism, and tradition, the witches live and work alongside the wolves and other supernatural creatures. They don’t hate each other as we do. “May I ask? Have you had any problems with the humans?” “None yet, your majesty, but our humans are, shall we say, more tolerant. We haven’t had a war with humans since the Viking age.”

She grabbed the book and flipped through the pages quickly until she found the page she was looking for. "What are you looking for?" I asked "A spell to take us to where we need to go," Joyce "Where do we need to go," Aunt Lil asked "To the most dangerous realm, there is. We need to go to Norvok," Joyce said, and we all gasped. I couldn't believe what she was telling us Norvok was the darkest realm there was. Evil witches and vampires were all that lived there. Vampires were worse than Evil witches. They had been our enemies forever, and that would never change.