Primordial Vampire God System Novels & Stories

Silas whispered, helping me up. "I'm both," I said, looking at the dark ridge where the white wolves had come from. "And now that the System knows Vespera is awake... they won't send 'Defaults' next time. They'll send the **'Original Hunters'**." --- Elara has embraced her true identity as Vespera, the primordial darkness! She has the power to end the world, but she's chosen to stay Luna for her Pack. But the "Universal Underwriters" have just seen their "Source" wake up, and they're releasing the "Original Hunters"—the beings who captured Vespera the first time. Can the Pack survive a war against the gods who built their cages?**

" Vis asked with a serious tone in his voice. "Well, then, let me say this to you — the God system was made by different High-Gods to determine the abilities of one in a million talents, that includes humans from Earth or Betsuno Orbis Terrarum, even creatures of different parallel worlds like elves, skeletons and others. The God system is something you say, 'The Heaven's blessing or the Hell's curse', in other words it is a, double-edged sword." "What? A double edged sword? Please explain yourself! "

At that age, few things can stop them from their desires Eldest Vecna, the Blood Tyrant and progenitor of the Kindred Vampires. This is a new chapter, of a dark gods return to power, leading his legions of Kindred Vampires while sacrificing a mere world to achieve it Raven: wow, you are actually kinda smart oh Jane: there was actually a time they gave us an assignment about the innovative system and we were all oblivious as you guys are right now and it was Jake that schooled us. I'm sure that no one here actually knows it sef.

Malakai’s mental eyes widened as the Ancient’s memories suddenly unlocked, pouring into his mind like a river of black fire. He saw the dawn of the immortal race. He saw a time before castles, before treaties, and before the Sovereign lineage had ever drawn a breath. In the beginning, the vampires weren't delicate politicians who worried about sunlight and wine; they were the ultimate, apex predators of the primordial earth. They were massive, unstoppable gods of the hunt who commanded the shadows with absolute authority.

Exactly two years and five days after the death of my father, Cain Alexander Deveraux was born. He had my brown hair and Adam's brilliant blue eyes. That, however, was where the similarities ended. Cain was born a Vampire, yet he was also still a Lycanthrope; a hybrid, as Dr. Zosak had called him. He was the first of his kind. Although he was certainly one of a kind, Adam and I raised him normally. We didn't know how else to. As he grew, he began to turn into one of the most temperamental people I had ever met.

" I sit and she transfers her power to me. I can feel the heat in my body. It hurts a lot, but I know I have to endure it. I need to take the Alpha’s head tomorrow morning. *** Note. (Primordial wolves are the most powerful werewolves in existence and no werewolf can match their power. They possess the ability that normal werewolves don’t. They are aggressive and extremely powerful. They are very strong and intelligent. They are vengeful and cruel and extremely enchanted, with keen senses of hearing, sight, smell, and taste.)

I soon found myself to begin shaking as well, grip tightening on the pillow. Every pet knows that this time would come for them, but even that can't compare for when it actually happens. Even though I knew that Nico was trying to fight it, he and I both knew that he couldn't fight it forever. Those kinds of predatory instincts run through him like his own blood, only allowing him to fight it for so long until it consumes him. He knew that once it did, he wouldn't have much control over what would happen next. It was the instincts that kept vampires alive no matter what once their species first began to grow.

"Primordial energy is not something that can be manufactured or conjured from thin air. It is the very essence of an ancient wolf.. It is a life force." He stepped closer to a claw mark, tracing the edge of the stone with a finger. "For these creatures to carry that energy, it means a primordial wolf must have been drained of his power or killed in the process of its extraction. The energy is the soul, when it is taken away, the primordial dies. Someone is harvesting the blood of the ancients to create these monsters." A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the group. The idea that someone was hunting down the descendants of the first wolves to fuel a nightmare army was enough to make even t

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

His command echoed in the empty space as he took a handful of gulps of the blood given to him. Reid motioned one of his men and the vampire hiding his disgust ripped a part of his shirt before licking on it and wrapping it around her wound. Middle ranked vampires like Reid saliva had healing power while lowest ones like most servants couldn't heal anyone except themselves, and even their bodies would heal after many days and even months.