Scotland Vampires Novels & Stories

My voice was small and greedy, thirsty for any bit of information that would help me not jump out of the car and start rethinking why in the world I wasn't scared of sitting beside a vampire. He raised an eyebrow and took a deep breath. "Well, contrary to what your kind choose to believe, the first vampire did not choose to be. He was cursed by an angry witch. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. It happened in a small village in Scotland. Killian was young, handsome, ambitious. He was practicing to be like his da, who was what we now call doctor. He met a woman and she took to him. He didn't know she was a witch, the woman, Amara. Like all pompous men, he made her promises and took her t

I become serious. "Who ? With the witches ?" Harry also wipes his laughter off. I nod. “Erik said the vampires are coming after us. They will use us as fighting dogs against each other. That is why it applies to you too, and they will probably find you sooner or later. I have a little brother and cousins who at least gets one of our genes, so it will also be on them. My family is going to Scotland on Friday to talk to the witches”. "What about you ?"

I bow out of habit and respect. “My queen, Sera, we can tell Scarlett was injured, but the blood trail and smell stop over there by the road. Scarlett said something about someone being here. Can any of you pick up who else was here?” “I can smell Scarlett, her blood, the guards and I think there is an unknown male's scent here.. Both vampires, I think,” Seraphina says as a tear falls down her cheek. I watch as Dominic wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her into him tightly. “Patrick says that there is a hint of another scent, it seems to be a female vampire as well, no one we know, though Ethan says he has had a small whiff of it here and there around the castle over the course of the

From there, the view opened. Ten vampires stood in a rough circle. At the center of them, Scott was on his knees, his body trembling. His skin burned with deep, angry veins, the vervain I’d used on him was tearing through his system like poison, they refused to heal probably because of the wolf bite. Elijah knelt beside him, his voice raw, begging him to stay awake. Isla’s brows furrowed. “That’s them?” she whispered. “Dead ghosts that came back to our peaceful world as vampires,” I said, my voice low. “And the two in the middle… Elijah and Scott.”

I clutched my fingers tight into a fist. "I came here to kill your mate, I won't lie," he said with a smile. The blood crazed look in his eyes set my soul on fire. I wanted to kill him. Snap his neck, and watch the light leave his eyes. "But, I didn't realize you were holding a supernatural convention here. I'm offended the vampires weren't invited." "Can you blame them?" someone said from behind me. Scotty walked up with Heather beside him. Zane lifted a brow at him. "Cue the dragons. Now I'm very offended."

He bows once and we all give him the same greeting we did with the queen. “My lord,” Scott says once he’s upright. His thunderous voice rivalled that of the king, though his demeanour was that of a child caught in the act of doing something wrong. “Forgive us for being late, but there was a report that we had to honstly verify before bringing it to the council.” “I trust it was urgent?” “Indeed, my lord.” “You can proceed.” “Our spies have just confirmed that the vampires have signed a treaty with the humans. They call it a Blood treaty.”

Bain was on the far left, constantly scanning their flank with his volkaane senses. Stefan had chosen two of the more powerful vampires in the coven for his companions tonight. Leah was a member of the High Council and had been vampire for more than five hundred years. She had been born in Scotland and was turned by a wandering vampire who took her with him to England. For over two hundred years she hunted with him, until she ran afoul of a vampire queen by unknowingly slaying a handsome nobleman the queen had been eyeing for her own. After that, nowhere in the English Isles was safe for Leah, so she set sail for America.

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

She looks from him to Dante who hadn't moved during the ordeal. "No... please Goddess, no..." she crawled over to him, nudging him, "Dante, get up." she demanded of him, but he didn't move. She looks down at his stomach, seeing the black ichor substance staining his skin slowly, "You won't take him from me to." She placed her hands over the wounds, opening her mouth to chant the spell she just casted, but the words escaped her mind. She fought through her racing thoughts to find the words, but they wouldn't come to her. She leans over his face, blood streaming from his lips, "I don't understand. You're a Vampire... You can't die from this!" she shouted, hitting his chest out of frustration.

"Now, where was I? Ah yes introductions. I'm Rian, King of the royal pains in my ass, aka the British vampires, the eccentric but hilarious Scottish and Welsh vampires too, as well as those vampires who reside in Ireland." His breath is hot on mine as I continue to try to get out of his grip on my hips with his pelvis and my wrists above my head in his one hand. I start to scream but he puts his other hand over my mouth. "You are nobody. Do you understand? You are an slave until you DROP DEAD! Your life can be long or it can be short, that I leave up to you." He smirks and his eyes start to dilate, turning black as coal.