Norse Vampires Novels & Stories

I heard a gruffy voice in the distance, dishing out orders. Dammit! I should've pulled out the maid's guts when I had the chance! “How do these werewolves even summon their wolves?” I wondered, trying to summon my wolf based on the knowledge I had gathered, especially from Alpha Cassius's memory. “Dammit! That old man made this appear too easy.”

"Creepy, but okay. But seriously, those guys are creepy. Why do they keep staring at us as if-" "They're vampires." My eyes widen as I looked at him in shock but a grin growing on his lips upon noticing my petrified state. "What do you mean-" "I really wanna kiss you right now." "Alex, I am serious, we're getting out." I started tugging his hand and stood up when Alex didn't budge. I walked towards the door and froze when the guys started getting up, their eyes growing a shade darker as they huddled around me. One of them stepped forward and I flinched when I noticed his hands reaching out to my cheeks. I took a step back and bumped against something hard . I glanced up to look at Alex, who

He clasped his hands on his table and leaned forward to me, then started, "Long ago, when this realm was young and supernatural creatures were just starting to appear, there was a powerful artifact called the journal of Lythian. It was said to hold ancient secrets and knowledge that could give its owner incredible power. Legends told of its ability to control nature, manipulate time, and even summon otherworldly beings. The journal was created by an ancient civilization that lived in harmony with werewolves and vampires. It was meant to keep a balance between the two factions so neither would have an unfair advantage. The leaders used its knowledge to keep peace and protect their people. But

Those three are terrifying! Sir Darenn looks puzzled when I look at him. What about Sir Darenn? Is he similar to them? Is he also a monster? Is the child in front of me a monster as well? I gulped, and my entire body trembled in fear; they're vampires, not humans. They're bloodthirsty monsters who are terrified of the sun. That's why the mansion is so dark, and they only leave at sunset. Once again, I see the child slowly approaching me; he's debating whether or not to approach me, and he's about to cry, but he suddenly runs up to me, and I was surprised when he hugged me tightly.

She could practice fighting with her brother when he was free. She thought of going back. From afar she could sense three unknown vampires among her family. She increased her pace to reach the castle in time for dinner. When she opened the door to the dining room, she was very surprised to see three vampires staring at her. There was a woman who was of her mother's age and a girl who seemed older than her and beautiful and lastly a boy who seemed Kyson's age. He had blonde hair and sharp features and good-looking for his age. He seemed dangerous but Ingrid could not help but felt drawn towards him.

He simply crushed, like a god of war. Ivan dodged blows that had not yet been dealt. He was always two steps ahead. Even magical traps were useless. Ilya protected one of the wounded allies, and with his presence, restored his strength. A soul pact. A breath of divinity. And Alexei… howled. It was a sound that tore through the skies, made bats fall from the air, crows fly in circles, and the vampires themselves kneel, bleeding from their ears. “We are the pack of Goddess Morrigan. And you, children of rot, took the wrong step by invading our forests!”

That night he visited the Edelgard’s residence, Maynard, who had learned of Barrett’s identity and her significance with the Dragon king’s life. Along with the Yngvirds and other werewolves, they have come together with the dragon kin and several humans who are capable of combat. For the past weeks the human realm is in turmoil as the vampires under Cliverio’s hypnotism and the experimental creatures under the Norhmann association were causing havoc.

I closed my eyes, wondering whether to find some way to beg Adrian again, when the phone rang. It was my father. He hadn't contacted me in close to nine years. Not until last year, when an old marriage contract surfaced between the Valerie family and the vampire North. Rumor said the Lord of the North was a monster who ate humans alive. Years ago, he'd lost a power struggle with the current Prince and withdrawn to the North of his own accord. The cold there was endless. No ordinary human could survive it. For years, no vampire noble and no human had been willing to marry into it, and the Northern Lord remained unwed, so he'd dug out that old contract, only to give his people some kind of ans

Her cold breath brushed against my cheeks while she whispered, “This will hurt!” Her mouth opened wide, showing rows and rows of knife-sharp canines. Several jaws, piranha, snake, and monster were all I managed to think of before she jolted forward, and they all pierced my skin. Like a chainsaw ripping my skin, knives piercing my flesh, the last thing I felt was her ice-cold tongue brush over my throbbing skin as her jaws bit down even further. -- The Norns were the Norse goddesses of fate, represented by three sisters named Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld. They lived underneath the world tree and wove the tapestry of fate.

Who am I to question a thousand year old prediction made by some long dead oracle? But I digress. So, the Council believes that since the prophecy says a "daughter of Sköll" in it, specifically mentioning the very male Norse God that werewolves are believed to hail from, means that the father must be a werewolf while the mother is a witch. Otherwise the verse would have said the "daughter of magic" or the "daughter of (insert gods name here)" Hermes, Loki, Thoth, take your pick. But no. It said daughter of Sköll.