Old Vampire Novels & Stories

“elder.... Nico. I don’t think you know this but... we don’t live that long. We might be vampires, but we are not the vampire race. Our blood is technically human. We live just like humans and wolves. We don’t have eternal life like you,” Nicolai almost stumbled down in shock. “w-what? Hunter it’s.. it’s not the time to joke around. how can vampires be mortal.. we are immortal beings? That’s what defines us. we can’t die. Only fire can kill us... we can’t die of old age...” Hunter sighed and held his trembling shoulders. “we die of old age. The ancient vampire kind that you are familiar with had long since become extinct. The ones alive are just a defected versions of them. we die of old age

Riley shivers. "Answer my question," I say simply. He coughs. "There is no one else," "You'd better reach for your gun." "Pardon?" "You are going to die now. I assume you prefer to die fighting.," "Miss Perne--" "I am five thousand years old." He blinks. "What?" I give him my full, uncloaked gaze, which I have used in the past--alone--to kill. "I am a vampire," I say softly. "And you have pissed me off."

Kirou looked around as soon as his vision returned to him. He was currently near the center of a rural village. Though it has been at least a full week since Immortal Era was launched, you could still find quite a few people moving around the village. As Kirou was surveying his surroundings, a Lycan reminiscent of an old man approached him. "Hello and welcome to Elderwood Village, young one. I see that you are new here. I am called Old Wolf." The old man now identified as Old Wolf gave Kirou a polite greeting.

My head was on the verge of crashing with all those mysteries that my Dad has left. I, Debra Hemlock, the daughter of the Drake Hemlock(Alpha) and Druisilla Hemlock(Luna) detest the entire rules and order of my father’s Pack. I know I m one of their kind. Ya their kind which they proudly represent as werewolves whereas I m ashamed by my own kind and somehow they are ashamed by me. My grandma was a kind-hearted woman, and she would be with me if only my father hadn’t declared war against the vampires from Goldenwood.

He was still breathing, holding his slashed neck with his arm as he raised the other one towards me, trying to stop me from doing what I was about to do. "When your fellow hunters see this, they'll know I'm not a force to reckon with. I'm Adonis, a fucking vampire who has lived for two hundred years. Do you think I lived that long just to get killed by a loser like you?" The first thing I did was to hit him on the head with the iron stake, making him lose consciousness completely. The last thing I did was dig the iron stake into his heart the same way he would have done to me if he had the chance.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

The Inspector said as he went towards the drinks stand. The duo young detectives were watching and listening to their drama and discussions. Vic was dying of curiosity to know what they had secretly want to say. But at that very moment, a very familiar person had entered the bar, causing the anger inside Vic to burn wildly. "Why is he here. Is he stalking me all around. Or perhaps he's one of the blood Vampires and they want to have a meeting here." Vic looked at the old man that was beside his former dad, he is not someone he recognize. And even if he had saw the man before, he's not the type that remembers how someone looks like or who the person is.

Majesta waved a hand at the TV. “It is normal for older vampires to do weird things like that. They want to taste death. Some try to end up dead, such as Alison. Not all die, though; it is a test for them to see if they can come up with a way to die without really killing themselves.” Dimitri told her with a sigh. So many of the older vampire got sick of their long lives that they really did try to kill themselves. They didn’t really want to die; they just wanted to taste death.

“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

This is our last chance. - Yes. William still couldn't be sure whether Harvey was a vampire or not, so he could only focus his sights on Samson, who had been confirmed. Furthermore, based on Samson's diamond, William believes that Samson is the vampire cursed by the Sun God a thousand years ago in legend. That half-human, half-vampire bloodline would be more compatible with a human than pure noble vampire blood. William wants to shorten the time spent researching immortality to the minimum because his health has recently shown a clear downward trend despite taking medication.