The Vampire King Novels & Stories

Slightly, but still present. "No one gets harmed?" Mikaela asked again and shoved her empty plate away from her. I had long since stopped eating, a mess of food still on my plate. Julian nodded fast and looked her dead in the eyes. "I would never harm another living soul unless they provoke me or harm anyone I love. Unless there is an absolute need for it. They all do it willingly. Mostly higher ranking officials in governments." He admitted, Adam's apple bobbing. This man was a king. Not just any king. An all powerful vampire king. His subjects were beneath him, humans even further down the line. How could one man care so much? The thought drove me insane. My mind wandered off for a second

“You’re a vampire, a real one. That’s what this whole blood pact thing is about, isn’t it?” His smile widened, flashing those fangs again like he was done hiding it. “Took you long enough to say it out loud. Yes, Andrea. I am. Have been for longer than your bloodline has existed. Your grandfather didn’t just make a deal with some shady businessman. He bargained with the King of the Blood-Stained Throne and now his debt has come due in the form of you.” He gripped my waist and pulled me flush against him, his movements forceful and claiming. My heart was racing a mile a minute, caught between wanting to bolt and the terrifying realization that I was trapped in his personal vault with an actua

Seeing her, they cheered in excitement, gathering around in their usual spot to hear her stories. Taking her seat at the foot of the tree in the far end of the compound, she began. "Once upon a time, there was a Vampire King cursed by an old witch for his ruthlessness. But she wasn't like the Vampire King, she was merciful to leave him a cure. Find the one girl with a unique tattoo on her right arm, her blood will break his curse," she narrated. "But since I already told you the story's ending a few minutes ago, that would be all for now," she smiled widely at them as she rose from the foot of the tree where she sat.

What are you waiting for a beautiful looking witch said and the King thought that he will start from the beautiful witch Suddenly the beautiful witch felt an invisible force taking her towards the King Oh no,he is taking me away she panic and the others were surprised, she is the only highest rank witch there at that moment The King snapped her neck and she fell lifeless on the floor The witches attempted to run but Gavin attacked from behind and a fight started between them and the witches The King and Gavin fought like experts with swift movements,they ended up killing all the witches and the King looked back to see that his best and childhood friend Gavin had been stabbed with a poisonous

barry said “whats that?” he asked “if one of our own stabs her in the back we all die” barry said He blinked “why would anyone here do such a thing?” he said confused “my king we are one of the biggest and wealthiest groups of vampires in the region thanks to your business sense and kindness, people always want and will want what you have, and the only way to get it is to kill you or your familiar, you know this” “i do, i also know that I've changed a few minds once they get here including yours” he answered

They eventually got to the palace and were escorted to the throne room of the King of the Vampires. Gilbert Guacommenti, The Vampire King, was seated on his throne as the Alpha King marched into the throne room with his men. They looked to be having a meeting with his men as the council were seen in the room. The Vampire King sat domineering on the throne, but his face looked angelic. He had platinum blonde hair and blue eyes which was the significant character of the Vampire royal family. He was looking unblemished that you can actually mistake him for a woman. He has lived and ruled for decades but he would ever look young whi

“Don’t fret. I’m very old, your magic doesn’t work on me.” Squinting against the sun, I look up at the vampire. All I can make out is his dark suit and long, raven black hair. “Sit down. You’re not exactly inconspicuous you know.” The vampire’s clothes rustle and when I blink, he’s sitting next to me on the bench. “My name is Zael. I’m the vampire king.” “Kane,” I say. “One of the werewolf kings.” “Hm,” the vampire smiles, which is an altogether unpleasant image, since his alabaster skin barely crinkles. “As I understand it, you are the king of the kings.”

Ryan declares as he thrusts hard into me, causing me to moan. I can’t believe how much he has me moaning like his damn whore. I guess at this rate, I am his personal whore because I’m certainly not his girlfriend. Ryan is the zombie king of the northeast. I’m not his queen, but kings are known for having mistresses. I have to wonder if Ryan has zombie queen, and if so, what does that make me? I hate that I’m thinking about this while Ryan and I are having sex, but I can’t help it.

I will find it myself and wipe them all. "No! You can't do that." He panicked, looking at me. "How can you try to kill me when you're just an ordinary vampire? I am a king, and I can do anything I want. And I will enjoy doing it. It is a warning to all the covens worldwide never to send someone from their coven to try to kill me because I will only wipe out their coven if they fail. Rest in peace because your family and friends will be with you soon."

Above them, the full moon slowly disappeared behind a spreading crimson shadow, bathing the kingdom in an eerie red glow that seemed to stain the heavens themselves. An unnatural silence settled over the crowd. Even the wind seemed to have abandoned the castle, as though nature itself understood the significance of this night. For more than a thousand years, every Vampire King had performed the Crimson Vow beneath the Blood Eclipse, allowing the ancient magic to summon the woman destined to become his queen. Never once had the ritual failed. It was older than the empire itself, older than the oldest vampire alive, and its judgment had never been questioned. Standing at the center of the ritu