Oldest Vampires In True Blood Novels & Stories

The commander finally gets to meet him, he has never before seen him on person and this is his first time, he had always wanted to see him and no one ever got to see him easily unless he really had some serious business. He is the oldest and strongest surviving vampire and the commander now begins trembling after he introduces himself.

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

Kevin inspected the looks of surprise on their faces before chuckling. "Are you ok?" Ruby asked, fully concerned with his well-being as he was currently the only considerable father figure in her life. Kevin claimed, brushing it off, "I am alright, sweetheart but not joking, at all,” He asked, standing in front of the stove, “What about you, Will? Are you a fan of vampires?" "Not entirely, I think it’s a myth,” Will replied, crossing his arms over his chest. Kevin nodded, pursing his lips in a straight line before inquiring, "Did you know that vampires are the oldest creatures of the night?" Will only nodded with a fake smile and interest, "Except for werewolves. of course.

The dark ages weren't a time for the weak. Then there's the fact that I'm searching for one of the oldest, deadliest vampires of them all. One my great great grandfather had fought and killed most his family. This meeting was going to be all but pleasant. This made me wonder how did they get vampire venom in the first place. Did they have vampires in their side. Should I warn the others? No it will only stir fear and chaos within our walls. Which I presume is exactly what Cage wants. He wants us to fall it him barely laying a finger on us. The cowardly Alpha. Such a waste of a wolf. I ran for hours and hours when I heard the most bone piercing howl. It was far away but it was Amy and she was

"They're fine." VAMPIRE EMPIRE. THE VAMPIRE EMPIRE WAS BEEN HEAD BY DYLAN KAY, Dylan Kay, the first vampire who had live for three centuries and still very strong. Almost everyone fear him. He had gone deep down into some exile after hitting a werewolf, who had run away from him some few years ago.

Willow told her, knowing it would click soon. “WHAT? I thought the oldest of the vampires was a king and….OH GOD NO!” Stacy doubled over when the emotions started to wear her down. “What is it you are thinking?” Willow asked, wanting to hear her thoughts. “He can’t be that old, no… I can’t believe that.” Stacy screamed toward the floor. “Oh my dear, he is that old. The older the vampire, the stronger the bond when you go to a moon dance.” Willow tried to comfort Stacy with her words, but it didn’t work.

I had my own place in the corner. I preferred the anonymity of my place here. Many of the new vampires didn’t know who I was, but knew to be afraid of me – particularly because I was the first to taste from the tribute blood samples. Sophia, the head vampire housekeeper, brought forward the blood samples on a tray. This was a sign of respect to me, but otherwise pointless. Long ago I had stopped needing blood to survive. I was so very old, the oldest living vampire, and had evolved past the more primal needs of my juniors in the room.

Purebloods were often called the true vampires, they are the strongest of all vampire classes. Ever since the incident years ago, I have studied everything I can about vampires. Because I knew one day that a certain vampire would come for us, for Mayari. He said so himself, that he will come back for Mayari. And based on the attack on us today, it looks like that day has finally come. “What happened to the coldblood that attacked you?” I asked.

"And they both failed to protect her. That's why they're so desperate now, Lena. Not just because of what you are. Because you're hers. And they've been waiting thirty years for a second chance." I stared at the photograph, at the two men flanking my mother, at the baby who'd grown up alone and never known why. "Who killed her?" I asked. Kael's expression darkened. "That's the question, isn't it? And the answer is the same person who sent those wolves after you. The same person who's been hunting hybrids for centuries." He met my eyes. "Her name is Seraphine. She's the oldest living vampire in existence. And she's your grandmother."

I hoped she wouldn't creep out and tell the whole city because her mother was the sheriff. "Hope,"I began. "I am a vampire, and so is Solomon." Solomon shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I knew I had just messed up his chance with her. And part of me liked it. "We were born in 1003 AD and became the first vampires in 1020 AD", I explained. Hope sighed and massaged her forehead with her fingers. It was too much for her, and I didn't expect less. "So you guys are over a thousand years old?"she asked after some moment of silence.