Selene Vampires Novels & Stories

I nodded, ushering him to continue. He leaned closer to me “I don't know how true this is, I think Selene fits into this category, that's why she possesses some power and also why she couldn't die from the mixture made for wolves because she is a half-witch” He said hurriedly in a hushed tone. I stared at him with an amused look, before throwing my head back in laughter “What rubbish are you spewing from your mouth, where did you get that from?” I asked while a look of shock crossed his face.

He tilted his head as if observing a suicidal insect. "Oh, that is adorable," Garrett said, taking another step forward. His voice dropped to a low whisper. "The human thinks he can..." His hand moved in a blur toward me. I did not even have time to blink, let alone raise my arms in defense. Selene reacted instantly, spinning in front of me and grabbing Garrett's wrist mid-motion. The movement was impossibly fast, faster than anything I had ever seen, and I heard a sharp crack like bone on bone as she stopped him cold. The force of the impact sent a shockwave of displaced air against my face.

"Lord Jones! You're back!" A beautiful platinum blonde vampiress runs up to the group. "Who is this delectable creature?" Red eyes fall on Selene's neck, and the female licks her lips. Growls threaten the vampiress while Jones pulls Selene in his arms. "My mate."

The council eventually arrived and soon the ceremony began. They assigned everyone to their respective mates and when it got to selene’s turn, their mateship was disapproved and broken. The reason they gave was that she was such a powerful goddess and her mate was a lowly fae. She didn’t care and she tried desperately to let them know, they however refused to listen to her and they broke the bond. The pain of shattered bond was to much for a fae and it instantly killed her mate. She left there with so much pain in her heart and in her hurt she created he first werewolf and his mate. The council were very cross with her and they decided that her punishment was that she would never be mate

The vampires were happy seeing this as they were stronger in the night, they were after all creatures of the night. They worshipped the night and the Blood Moon as well as the blood Goddess which is also Selene the same Moon Goddess the werewolves worshipped. This is because or started at the time when Selene was in love with Nemean Lion. Vampires and werewolves were her creations. “The Moon Goddess has decided to favor us this day, clearly our cause is just and in line with what the Moon Goddess wants. We are also her children in case you dogs forgot.” They snared at the warriors who were also confused by what was happening.

"So why was she sure it was serious Blake?" "It wasn't, Look, .... I stopped it two years ago, before she found her mate. She loves him, she seems happy with him, which is why I was startled when she came to me today. It almost seemed like she wasn't being herself." Selene narrowed her eyebrows, she sat and looked towards the closet. "Almost like she was being controlled by someone?" She asked. "I.... guess. You may say that. Selene what are you getting to?" "Blake... primordial vampires have the ability to posses and control any creature they so well desire. All they need is to taste a few drops of their blood to know how to manipulate their body and mind." She says, how can I have forgott

She asked with concern. I nodded my head and her face dropped. I could see her expression changing into slight disgust already, and I had to nip it in the bud. “You realize that Selene is a vampire too right?” I said boldly. “What? Are you sure? I couldn't smell it on her, but then again her smell is extremely unique, I haven't smelt anyone else like her before,” she said as she pulled her hair back and tied it up into a messy bun.

Draven had nearly lost her too many times. The royal council met again that week to fill Elder Marron’s vacant seat. After much debate, Draven approved the appointment of Selene—daughter of Alpha Vaughn from the Crescent Claw Pack. Selene had once trained in Drukbane’s court as a diplomat before returning to her homeland. She was known for her intelligence, grace, and ability to speak several pack tongues.

I was almost shouting as I walked closer, pissed at her silence. If Selene were a gift from the moon goddess, she would start showing some slight strange abilities that no werewolf or Lycan can do. She would have two beasts in her, and her wolf fur would be snow white. Only if she were a gift from the moon goddess could that be a possible reason why the demon king wants her dead.

They thrived in chaos and vanished into the dark before dawn. And their leader… Selene Varran. A she-wolf who once slit her own Alpha’s throat to seize command — a woman who believed the moon’s power flowed through chosen bloodlines. My bloodline. I met Damion’s eyes, my voice barely a whisper. “She believes my blood carries divine power.” He clenched his fists. “Then she’ll learn what happens to anyone who tries to touch what’s mine.” But before his fury could ignite further, the ground trembled — faintly, like a heartbeat beneath the stone.