Oldest Vampires Novels & Stories

“How old do you guys get?” “You mean how old do we get?” He corrected her, as realization came over her that she too will age like him. “The oldest known werewolf is 250. But there have been others who have lived longer. Vampires live even longer as do the fae, but warlocks and witches have similar life span as wolves.” Aiden stopped when he saw Alys’s eyes were as wide as saucers. “You didn’t expect us to be the only thing that goes bump in the night.” He winked at her and put his finger under her chin to snap it back up.

Silas attempted to read Darius' expressionless face. “Ask your bodyguards to leave,” Darius scoffed, tilting his head toward the exit. Silas turned toward them, he placed his hand forward and those vampires made it to the door with their speed. “A witch is trying to resurrect the oldest vampire that ever existed. You should have known that, shouldn't you? We need to stop her.” He proposed. “I don't think that's bad news,” Silas' lips curled down as he shrugged. “Think about it. With the oldest vampire by our side, we will become stronger.”

- Alud asks in a serious tone, going to the bedside table with clean clothes. - We found out what kind of blade you brought. It is an ancient weapon used by the oldest vampires. Dook went to the human library, maybe he can trace how this thing got to our region. - Ancient vampires? - Alud said thoughtfully, fastening a weighty belt. - Nonsense. They are long gone. “The shadows should report soon what they have learned of all this. Baruz says. “Those walking blobs should explain a lot. Alud muttered with anger in his voice.

He just looked at me. "I heard everything," I said quietly. "I know." "Is it true? What they said about him?" Brecken was quiet for a moment. His jaw moved. "Lucian Vael is the oldest living vampire. He has ruled his kind for centuries. He does not get involved in things unless he has already decided how they end." He looked at me straight. "But I am not letting him decide how this ends." I nodded slowly. But something cold was sitting in my chest. Heavy. I could not shake it.

"Are you sure that painting isn't a fake? Do you mean the original painting by Michelangelo?” He spoke. "Yes. There have been vampires in existence since the 13th century, and some of the paintings or weapons that you see here were taken by mortals but were later recovered. Additionally, some of the paintings and weaponry that you see here were stolen by vampires.” He spoke the following words: "My ancestors are somehow friends with him and do paintings with the greatest artists of all time including Leonardo da Vinci."

"Yes, the king of vampires. The oldest vampire ever to walk the earth." Oldest vampire ever to walk the earth, did he fucking mean…. ‘Would that not mean the original vampire’ Set mind-linked me, ‘the one that Avo always said had been tricked.’ ‘It fucking looks like it.’ I mind-linked Set back, ‘We would need to ask Avo, he would know something about it for sure.’ I looked towards Avo as I tried to mind-link him, but Avo was too absorbed in his fucking thoughts to even bother. He truly seemed shocked and bothered by the whole revelation.

She had a more delicate build and a heart-shaped face while Erick was all hard angles and sharp features. “Nice to see you again, Mrs. Stayton. How have you been?” I greeted politely. She was, after all, a very powerful vampire of over three hundred years. Unlike popular belief, vampires weren’t immortal in the true sense of the word. They aged and died too, but very, very slowly, which is why they’re called immortal. I remembered Papa telling me once that the oldest vampire he met was around sixteen thousand years old, and he looked aroundfifty years as per human age.

To be totally honest, the Elders have forbidden the werewolf population to take vampires as mates. Vampires and werewolves have been fighting for a long time. For about 550 years, to be exact. Around that time, the first vampire and the first werewolf appeared. Everyone knows that Vlad Țepeș or Dracula is the father of all vampires, but not many know that Radu the Handsome was the first of all the werewolves. History says that Vlad Dracul, the father of Vlad and Radu, made a pact with the devil himself. The truth is that Vlad Țepeș made a deal with the Goddess of the night, and Radu a deal with the Goddess of the Moon. They made the deals so that they could save themselves from the hands of

he said. “You do okay,” I said, and he smiled. “Why thank you,” he said, “But Brighid is at least a thousand years older than I am. I’m not sure exactly how old she is. It isn’t a polite question to ask a lady.” My eyes widened. Drake himself was one of the oldest vampires I had met. I was sure he was actually from the Greek times that his sharp bone structure always reminded me of. So for Brighid to be so much older than that was pretty impressive in my book.

The only remaining vampire sect was under the rule of the oldest known vamp. I sat in the boy’s nursery, watching Aro fawn over our sons, as I contemplated the latest information Tyler had briefed us on earlier in the day. Everything we had learned about the remaining vamp seemed to indicate that he was the first. It didn’t make sense. Everything we knew about them told us they weren’t immortal. They lived longer lifespans than humans, like wolves and fae, but we had never heard of any of our kind being immortal. It was a mystery that we couldn’t solve. The wolves under Tyler’s command couldn’t track him fast enough, they were always weeks behind and having to search for a trail long one col