Overlord Vampire Novels & Stories

Damian I saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?" I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."

he growled. My hands tightened around the handle of the knife, and I waited for his next move. But Lord Ralph was not my match. He was swifter than the other vampires I had encountered. He was a leader for something, right? He came at me again, I stuck out the knife, but he swung his whip at me; it wrapped around my hand, and he drew me closer to him with it. I yelped when he hit my hand, and the knife fell out of my hand and clattered to the floor. He hooked me from behind with his arm while his other hand pinned my hands behind me.

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I half chuckled “Leda. Just Leda, and it's perfect, thank you Mathias.” I pulled the first file toward me and flicked it open. The pages spilled out; several handwritten documents and black and white photographs of dying/dead figures; some of whom looked practically decomposed. I swallowed the bile that rose in my throat and closed my eyes. “Hence my concern Leda. These victims do not die quickly – it's horrific.” He quietly flicked the file closed. “Are there different levels of vampire then?” “What do you mean?” “You said those like the grey guy-”

I couldn't help but admire his abs and bulging muscles which were visible from his shirt. What is he? He had this intense sweet scent that also felt sour at the same time. Is he a vampire? Vampires are real? And my mate is one?!. Alaric's POV.. She's definitely my mate, but what is she? From the scent and aura I felt, She's definitely a wolf, and a top breed , possibly an Alpha to be. My mate is a wolf? How is that possible, I'm an ancient Vampire, how would I mate with a wolf.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

Alisa~ My heart skipped a beat at the pronouncement of the Overlord. Raphael's eye could be used against him. And after months of watching the Overlord, I could say that I knew him well, almost intimately. He was a man who was not only devilishly intelligent but also dabbled in the dark arts. The same dark arts of the ancient Lunaris Pack. So my fear was warranted. His talks about the blood of beasts and the hearts of virgins were not simply empty words. I had been a witness to many of his atrocities.

"And what are those?" "First, the Vladers. They are the type of vampires who possesses mind reading. They are the strongest type of vampire so they are the first. You can only tell if Vlader is a vampire if they have bloodshot or red eyes. They lead the other vampires so don't try to fight them or you will be the first to die. And don't approach them, they'll know what you're thinking," Then Vlader is the man of my dreams. The strongest type of vampire. Strongest of all vampires. But… the vampire I dreamed about was not real!

Their eyes were red, their teeth were elongated. Vampires! “Run!” one of the male werewolves shouted. We all turned, making a mad dash to the forest. We didn’t make it far before more vampires appeared, having hidden in the shadows. One was closing in on me, his arm outstretched. Andy leapt, tackling the vampire with his full werewolf strength. “Run, Olivia!” he shouted. The vampire guard grabbed him, restraining him. He had sacrificed everything for me. I ran as fast as my legs could take me. I could see the tree line coming closer. If I could just make it there, then I might be able to evade the vampires. On an open field, I was too slow and too vulnerable.