Steampunk Vampire Novels & Stories

The mate bond may even be a holdover from this as well. Ty learned about this from his exit sessions talking to Felix. Felix pointed to the first generation of vampires are the only true undead vampires. All other generations should be called Dhampir. Not because they can walk in the day, but because they aren’t as pure. All second generation and greater came from a union between an undead vampire and another from a supernatural species that wasn’t a vampire. The first generation of vampires weren’t actually a viable species as they didn’t possess a single female, as recorded information stated as a fact.

He's still as young and handsome as before, isn't he? As soon as Aurora finished speaking, both she and Maris burst into laughter. Vampires not only possess immortality but even their appearance is never affected by time. If Harvey had the characteristics of a pureblood vampire and kept the mature, elegant features of a thirty-year-old man, Maris and Samson seemed more childish than he was. When they became vampires, they were only twenty years old. However, because Maris always likes to wear heavy makeup, she looks older than her neighbor Samson.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

As she finished the book she reached her home. She put the book on top of the table and went inside the secret room inside the basement. She sits and looks around. The room is already full of medicines but Waylan couldn't stop inventing and researching for medicines that could turn vampires into humans. She already made medicine that can help vampires walk while the sun is shining, medicines for them not to crave for blood, etc. She suddenly sighed. "All this medicine is useless without any vampire around," she murmured while closing her eyes and falling into sleep.

Black smoke melded with the white steam, the putrid mixture rising as vapor and dissipating. Dedari didn't wait to see the results of his handiwork; he was already rocketing toward the two beasts in battle, one darkly evil, one a golden warrior, slashing at one another in the sky. The vampire, raging at the destruction of his plan, ripped at Jacob’s chest with razor-sharp talons, hissing hideously, spewing tainted saliva along with his wrath. He screamed his disappointment as Jacob somehow miraculously twisted away from his attack, the dagger like claws missing by a millimeter.

As fate sisters were explaining, Clotho looked at Ethan and warned him “Ethan it might happen that when you both will face Sandra, Alice can get injured and starts bleeding. You will have to control yourself. You might feel like feeding on her blood but this will weaken her and the fact you are a newly turned vampire once you start feeding on her you will not stop.’ “Don’t worry aunt Clotho. I have never felt an urge to drink blood. I just used to drink thinking it as a juice” Ethan said “It is not that easy Ethan. Alice is a fairy. A fairy and a vampire have a quite unusual bond between them. Though both belong to different worlds, fairy blood attracts vampires, and once a vampire drinks fa

Even with the hollowness of their cheeks and the lack of vitality in their faces, these women from varying nations could easily be considered sensuous beauties. Black candles were lit all around the perimeter of the room. Their flickering flames cast shadows that added to the eeriness of the occasion. Stevenson mingled freely amongst the vampires in the room. He was dressed in his finest eighteenth century attire that he’d had made specifically for occasions when he received an invitation from Wadim.

Instead, I just gave a dumb nod. When he was sure that I was ready to hear what he had to say, he continued. “Just as there are various human races, there are various vampire races. This is a little-known fact; but a fact, no less. At one time, the night-walkers were a peaceful race. Then, something happened that caused them to split. Many went rogue. This is similar to what happened with the angels, I believe. Bram Stoker’s famous Count Dracula was fashioned after these rogue night-walkers. Night-walkers got their name because they cannot tolerate the rays of the sun for an extended length of time and need to find places, such as the caves of Rapa Nui, to protect them from the burning rays

I almost felt bad that the knife I kept under my pillow was of little use. Even as I read through the pages, I couldn't find anything about vampires being psychic. Apart from having incredible strength, speed, and immortality, they seemed just like any other person. Well, except that they disliked sunlight—but even that was something they were adapting to. I closed the book and put it away. my stomach grumbled slightly, reminding me that I haven't eaten, but I didn't want to go downstairs either, in fear that I would run into Silas. I lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Eventually, I grew drowsy and then fell asleep.

It was a power unlike any they had ever possessed, a power that blurred the lines between monsters and saviors. But while the werewolves were still bound by mortality, the vampires remained eternal. Immortality, however, came at a cost. Just as werewolves had their weaknesses, so did they. A vampire’s demise could come in only two ways: a werewolf’s venomous bite, or a wooden stake—one coated in werewolf venom—driven through the heart. It had to be precise. No hesitation. No second chances.