Sired Vampire Novels & Stories

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black

As I watched them, I thought about how things changed since my mom became the vampire queen. Originally, male vampires were all hunters or drones who travelled into the human realm to mark possible future bodies for the vampire queen. Sharra gave them a portion of her magic so they could walk in the sunlight. They could only be killed by removing the heart. With female vampires or workers, they could be killed more easily by either the sun or a stake through the heart.

Currently, vampires consist of four types. The first type of vampire is known as the nightwalker vampires. They are the ‘children’ under Ambrogio, which he’s able to transfer his abilities through his saliva. The saliva injected to the blood, which causes changes to the person affected by it. Though they are not as powerful as Ambrogio, they have super strength, speed, senses, vision, atomize, and they are lesser immortals. Ambrogio’s curses are also passed down upon them, where they would die if they were exposed to sunlight and silver.

Cyrus simply laughed, but never answered my question. "I ran into your mate." He says, making me switch gears. How did he even know who my mate was, or for the matter that she was Queen? "How do you know she's the Queen? We didn't tell anybody." I state, beginning to question him. "In the vampire world, the only vampires that can compel another vampire are their sires. We have no choice but to abide by them. So when your mate compelled me to stop, I knew she had to be our Queen, as my sire died over a hundred years ago."

My whole body stiffened as I looked over at the door. An older version of Von walked in, but he had crimson red eyes. They seemed to look straight into my soul as I watched him sit down beside his son. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Acting Queen Sarah.” Von rolled his eyes at his father’s politeness. “My name is Silas and I am the Vampire King.”

I had my mate for only one night for myself, but it was enough for me to realize that I couldn’t bear to see him hurt. I delayed my plans and rushed outside for my mate. However, Edith flashed right before me out of nowhere, he was gasping hard for breath. “Don’t go to the battlefield without solid preparations, sister!” He handed me a black box and spoke hurriedly. “The army of the sired vampires is the only convenient method to gather loyal soldiers. As they were weak humans before turning into vampires, controlling their minds with thirst is easy. Sylvia must have compelled everyone to fight until death.

His sire, of course! A sigh escaped me as the pieces fit together in my head. Sired vampires were basically humans turned into vampires by the masters, bound to their will, and tied to their blood. Every pure-blooded vampire had the ability to create obedient servants who were eternally loyal and often completely hollow inside. As arguing with those custom made puppets would be pointless, I shifted, trying to push myself up. My limbs felt heavy, but not as weak as before. The medicine had given me enough strength to move my aching figure without any help.

His agitation forced Charlotte to become serious, she asked him to sit down. “Listen to me carefully, Mathew. Stop fighting with your wolf.” Her stern command finally cooled him down. “In a vampire community, there are two types of sired vampires. One is like Liam, an almost dead person revived by pure-blood’s venom. Second type is Jason, the ones who were forced to turn when they were still alive.” Charlotte sighed at several question marks popped at Mathew’s head and started to elaborate things further.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

Her heart still yearned for the vampire and it imposed an obvious barrier to her getting home. No! She internally screamed. She did not want to desire the vampire in that way. She should have killed it before it could have killed her. “I need to get out of here.” she murmured. The breeze was drifting faster now and she could feel her body become cold. Her arms hovered over each other for warmth as she continued to walk, for sure that a path would show sooner or later. Be careful Nadia..her inner canine cowered deeper, sensing something sinister. With the scarcity of vampires in the area to tear werewolves a part, there was also a subspecies of wolves called rogues.