Owl Vampire Novels & Stories

Dean walks out of the trees, now fully dressed. "She is my mate, vampires. Do not even think about hitting on her, she is a werewolf and not into vampires. Do not even think about putting your filthy hands on her," Dean says. I am surprised I did not realize the creature before I was a vampire. "I am no ordinary vampire, and I am an original. My name is Vladimir. Keep yourself out of my business, werewolf. I am not afraid of you, and I can kill you with the snap of my finger," Vladimir says.

Oliver was convinced it was a warning and that the vampires were planning something. When our parents joined us a couple of hours later, Oliver had convinced me as well. The vampires were coming for us. That much we were pretty sure about. It made sense that they would attack before Eli became king. According to our history books, the vampires thin the herd of lycans every couple of hundred years. Whenever they felt we had become too strong.

A tap fell on the little head: “It's 117.” Being knocked on her head like that, she did not show any anger, on the contrary, smiled more, blonde hair exalted her white skin and bright smile: "Do you also know that I am an adult? Yet you always see me as a child. By the way, I have something important to tell you today." Owen gently stroked his small hair, his face was perfect in every angle, making others suffocate, his thin crimson lips stood out on his white skin like porcelain - characteristic of vampires, his emerald green eyes. sweet and gentle, always tender and affectionate when looking at her.

She was face to face with a vampire. Only now did she get a good look at him; he was taller than her, at least six foot in height. His figure was slim but there was no denying that he had at least some muscle to him. Though it was his face that caught her attention. His complexion was paler than the full moon that shone down on them from the starry night sky, which caused his ocean blue eyes to stand out, and his dirty blonde hair was a ruffled mess. If she didn't know any better, she probably would have fallen for his charms.

"We are here to discuss a matter of utmost importance." "I know what this is about," I replied, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice. "Let's get on with it." The elder cleared his throat and began to read from a thick book in front of him. "According to our research, there are several signs that indicate that Lady Arayah is indeed a vampire." I raised an eyebrow. "And what, pray tell, are those signs?" He began to list them off, his voice monotone and dry. "She has pale skin, she is often seen wearing a cloak to shield herself from the sun, and she seems to disappear without a trace at night."

Another round of nausea hits and I get sick again. "You need not fear me darling," Olivia says in a soothing whisper, rubbing my back. "You bare my grandchild and daughter's heart. I drink animal blood dear, not humans." "I'm not scared, just wasn't expecting you, no offense," I say in a breathy whisper as the nausea passes. She laughs as she helps me to my feet and I look at her confused. "How did you get here in daylight? I thought vampires could walk in sunlight?" "Clever girl," she says with a smile, caressing my face. "A witch bestowed the ability to walk in daylight upon my father and I. It makes hunting easier for us."

Mostly in fear that this dream would vanish and I wouldn’t get the answers that I want. “Our brother, Adron, runs…created the underworld. He has fully gone under and lives there now. It is a completely different plane and unfortunately, we don’t have access to it. Adron has created all the evil creatures that you have learned about, dragons and what not, but he has also created a creature called vamolves. When a vampire or wolf is on the brink of death, he will show up and put a poison in their body. This poison makes them have the abilities of both wolf and vampire.” Althea said looking sad.

“Fine. Come in.” The compound was surprisingly well-fortified for a rogue base. Clearly, Lucian had built something more organized than just a band of exiled mutts. Inside, I was offered a seat, and someone poured foul-smelling alcohol into a rusted cup. I forced myself to sip. It burned like acid. “So?” Lucian grunted, leaning forward. “What do you want?” I leaned closer, lowering my voice. “Alpha Victor of the Blood Moon Pack is preparing to attack the vampire lands. I thought you might be interested in helping… to settle some old scores.”

Lillian looked at her in shock as she learned the truth about herself, but she didn’t interrupt her. Olivia told her that her mother was a werewolf and her father was the last dragon being hunted down by vampires. She told her that the vampire king had killed her father and was after her and her mother because she had dragon blood, which the vampires thought would give them strength if they drank it. Then she told her about how she met her mother and how she casted a spell to conceal her true identity from other creatures and how she left her in the care of humans. “Now, I’m going to ask you an important question.” Olivia told her after finishing telling her the truth.

They could also drink blood if they feel like it. They could bathe themselves and sleep. But they could also keep themselves awake for a week. They are creatures created by science. A composite of the two strongest types of organisms. Hunters are made to balance them. They hunt humans who run after vampires and hunt vampires who takes pleasure on killing humans for satiation. The boy looked pale and shaking. But to his utmost shock, the boy turned from a lanky coward to a boastful and irritating boy. "You shouldn't be here! Our clan leader is the governor of this region. You are not allowed to s-stop us!", The kids behind the boy nodded and seconded his overly confident statement. Even after