Oblivion Vampire Disease Novels & Stories

He said and with a blink of an eye he shot a substance, which looks like black shards into Derek's chest near his heart. And once again every one gasped. "Balian's assemble!." He shouted . Immediately. More like ' Avengers assemble ' I shifted my gaze to Derek who was now in so much pain. I broke down. I wondered why, I'm to be like the other people in the hall, with their faces showing zero emotions. But still their next in line they should be crying. Anyways always heard that vampires are heartless. Wonder if that is true.

They will grow old and will share the same vulnerability that the human person has. Human blood nowadays is corrupted and unhealthy because of alcohol, eating without nutrition, drugs, smoking, and any other way to make the blood unhealthy. There are ways, illegal ways, to acquire clean blood from humans like drinking from a newborn human. Babies' blood may be clean but it is not mature enough to revive a vampire's supernatural abilities. It also depends on their mothers' blood, if a mother does not have a nutritious lifestyle while carrying the baby then the baby's blood is not clean. But the modern world will always come up with a modern solution. Vampire clans lurking in the underground,

Andor laughed and stated I watched too many movies. Andor explained there are vampires who were turned when they were near death. The turned vampires are not able to walk in the day or it would kill them. The vampires who are of the old vampire lineage are born vampire and have human components. They are only infected with vampire DNA in their blood, so yes, they like blood. If they become a hybrid like Cornelius, then they are susceptible to injuries just as a wolf would. His wolf is going to be trying to heal him now.

“What does any of this have to do with an attack?” “The virus,” Soloman said. “The ambush… it was all a set up. They were purposely infected. One of the doctors figured out the illness was old. Very old. It was one of the few viruses that affect lycans specifically. It was a plague on our people once. A long time ago.” “A plague?” Sutton asked. “How do you know they were infected on purpose?” “The ambush,” Soloman said. “I told you they all came out relatively unscathed. The guards… even you mother... they all said there was something strange about the attack. That they didn’t fight that hard. That they were ill-equipped.”

Thousands of Blood-Wraiths—the souls of the omegas the East had devoured—erupted from the sea, swarming our starlight-vessels. "Grey Pack! Defend the child!" Silas roared, but as he lunged at a wraith, his own fire-claws turned into obsidian blades that began to drink his own blood. The Vanguard was falling apart. The "Grey Virus" was turning our warriors into cannibals, their hunger overriding the "Mother’s Anchor". "Darlene, the key!" the Oracle’s voice screamed from the deck. She was standing by the mast, her silver-scarred eyes glowing with a reflected, bloody light. "The wooden key is the only thing that isn't made of blood! Use the Dry Fire!".

I heard the small sound he made when he saw Mike’s condition, and I felt rather than saw him move closer to Jeff, his hand finding Jeff’s shoulder. I stayed focused on Mike. The sickness wasn’t new. It had been moving through the vampire community in this region for over a year, slow and inconsistent enough that Morrison had managed to keep it from becoming a council-level emergency by framing it as isolated cases. Old vampires first. Then younger ones. The symptoms varied but the trajectory didn’t. It weakened the body’s ability to maintain the physical form that allowed us to exist in the human world. Without intervention it was eventually, quietly fatal. Morrison had known about Calen’s b

Ardonis’ point of view. ***6 years later*** “Mr. Stepanov…., your blood analysis confirmed it. You have stage three heamatodipsia.” I don’t move as Dr. Halloran hands me the test results. For a moment I imagined that perhaps the doctor made a mistake. in the past, Vampires never got truly sick. They were weakened, starved, harmed—but disease didn’t touch them. Until now. The doctor continued. “It’s the same strain recorded in the recent medical reports. Your nervous system will gradually deteriorate. Paralysis begins in approximately six months, and then—”

She asked further, “How did vampires get created by the way?” “Just like you humans are created, it’s the same for the vampires,” he responded. “So vampires were born at first genetically and then they started turning people to vampires?” she inquired. “Something like that,” he attempted to clear up her confusion. “By the way, every vampire is born with a special power,” Alexander informed her and changed the topic. “My special power is altering reality. I can change it in my favor.” “Is that what you tried on me that day when I accused you of sexual assault?” she questioned him. “If it is, then why didn’t it work on me?”

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

“This hasn't been seen in a very long time. Way before the last King died… You couldn't fix it because it's not his human or his wolf that's sick, It's his vampire, Sid is sick. This was essentially a plague to vampires way before I was born. It was passed to each vampire when they fed on each other, or if they were born with it. If they were born with it the disease would sit dormant until it was ready. There was no cure. Everyone who got it died.” Reid choked on the air he was breathing before he broke down crying. The Alpha king felt the world closing in around him. A hand firmly gripped the Alpha who was loudly sobbing. Reid looked up through blurry tear-filled eyes, his chest heaving as