Oldest Vampires In True Blood Novels & Stories

He smile widely. "We are! I am Drake Nikolaevich. The very first true blood vampire. And my wife is the pureblood Lycan Queen, Nadea. And you, Melody Ania Nikolaevich, are our powerful, beautiful princess. And your fated mate here is a pure blood werewolf. And he's not just a simple warrior either. " He says with an approving smile. So how does the vampire world not know that my last name was the last name od the vampire lord. "I would want him even if he were a demon or human," I said softly.

I knew his words were true. The Old World Neratomay didn't trust American vampires. Yep, even in the vampire world America didn't always get respect. They thought we were young and troublesome with our high profile vampire wars and continuing battles. Wars like those between the Bloods and the Crips were actually two rival vampire factions. And of course there were those hits on notorious and high profile human blood donors who didn't die from their impossible wounds. One such case was where a famous rapper had been shot several times and still lived. That incident was heard by an Elder level tribunal, and the rapper was forced to give up his fame and live in the underground where he still t

*writer's POV* In a large hall. The throne room, sat king Oscar on a throne made of golden materials and cushion covered with red leather material. He opened his eye, which were red in colour and soon changed to greenish blue. He is a tall man about 6ft, with brownish white hair and about his 50s as humans may think but in his 580s. He is a vampire,not just a vampire but the king of a clan. The savato vampire clan. He was just disturbed as he heard the chief guard approaching swiftly.

Deep down they both had known there were a myriad of reasons why the Alpha required their presence, so it was pointless to speculate until they spoke with him. Neither of them had imagined it would be what was finally revealed. They hadn't even considered checking down their Triumvirate bond for Gard's presence. How could they have imagined it? Gard was the oldest vampire in existence, over six thousand years old. His mate, Sarayne, was the first and oldest Vârcolac, a hybrid child of vampire and Were, and over three thousand years old. It was unthinkable that anything could have bested these two powerful individuals but something had, and now they were missing.

Though he appeared to be no older than eighteen, this man; their god, was many centuries old. The more powerful a vampire, the easier it was to maintain youth at any age they chose. And Dracula, the oldest vampire of them all, was the prime example. “You’ve been trying to wake me all this while,” he said calmly. “Tell me, what do you want?” The Elders remained still, blood simmering with excitement. Their stomachs fluttered with something like nervous awe. Then, the oldest among them speak. --- Meanwhile, the low-level vampires continued their pursuit of the woman.

Schools tended to avoid discussions about the Dark Ages due to how cruel and disturbing that period had been for humanity. Vampires had lived like royalty during that era, while humans and other supernaturals had existed in their shadows. Only a few humans knew that the lords and ladies who ruled towns, cities, and even kingdoms were blood-sucking demons. They had kept their identities a well-hidden secret—one that was only revealed to the human population two decades ago.

A murmur rippled through the chamber. Aurelia frowned. “That’s comforting.” Lucian ignored the comment. “What did you see?” The elder stepped closer to the ritual circle, staring at the faded runes as if trying to understand what they had revealed. “The form inside the flames was not a Lycan wolf.” Another Lycan noble stepped forward, his expression grim. “Nor was it the wolf of an Alpha.” Lucian’s golden eyes narrowed. “Explain.” The elder exhaled slowly. “In the oldest records… there are references to a bloodline older than both.”

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

If someone could freeze the ground, time or human, no one would do it better than the vampire himself, Alaric Emrick. He’s a man feared among men. He’s a tall man with raven wavy hair and famous blood-red eyes. Being in his presence almost always means death. His voice alone which could cut thin ice means you’re at the gate of the inferno. His name was simply synonymous with a devil incarnate. Who else wouldn’t shrink before him? Alaric Acheron Lorcan Emrick is the current head of the oldest purest bloodline of vampires in Europe. He is currently the reigning youngest king of the vampire royals [in a millennium] at age twenty-four.

Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality. Royal family bloodline was kept by marrying their own cousins. And it all went on for years. Until the government was changed into a Republic. And later own, the royal bloodline was no longer kept intact that their rare blood was mixed with average blood and scattered around the world. And the elder hunters thought she must be from a family who tried to keep their bloodline. But there is no physical proof to these theories except from a vampire's sensitivity to smell. Clayton is getting anxious that the elders are also keeping a close eye to this woman. He felt protecti