Twilight Vampire Council Novels & Stories

"Very well, Hera, Davien. I trust your judgment. Organize a gathering of our vampire council. Convince them of the benefits of this alliance. We cannot afford division among our own ranks." As Hera and Davien left the castle, they knew that this challenge would be more complex than winning over the wolves. Vampires were inherently more guarded, and the fear of change ran deep. Nevertheless, they were determined to prove that love and unity were stronger than centuries-old prejudices. The vampire council convened in a grand hall adorned with ancient tapestries and ornate chandeliers. Hera and Davien stood before the assembly, feeling the weight of a thousand eyes upon them. Hera began to spea

These were the most powerful vampires in the world and at the moment, they looked upon us. Some showed youth like Lord Falcon Eln of the Eln vlan who had taken over his father's seat on the council when the older Lord Eln had been so unfortunately killed in the vampire war. The rest looked quite beyond fourty. All the council members had a twinkle of aged wisdom glittering in their eyes though their facial expressions were stoic.

It was stunning, and although I was not used to dressing up, I honestly couldn’t wait to wear it. A member of the high council, Marcus Crestfield, was going to arrive this morning to go with us. The high council had a total of seven members. Two members were werewolves, a vampire, a witch, a wizard, a dragon, and a demon made up the council. Wizard Crestfield was coming with us to oversee the punishment's execution. The Council still voted for us to decide what to do. They didn't demand or request that Stone Fall be spared, but most of the pack was going to be spared. He arrived promptly at 8 a.m., and after my grandfather joined our group, we teleported straight into the Stone Fall pack.

“The rogue vampires have become a bigger problem than we expected.” “What do you mean? We haven’t seen any lone vampires in the area in years.” Jack stated. He glared at the Council members. The office was shrouded in darkness, except for the light beaming from a computer screen. The video conference had multiple frames illuminated. Each one a member of the Council: Dragon, Vampire, Siren, Fairy, Werewolf, Witch, and Human.

After a few minutes, everyone was done and the assistant hands all the papers to norman. He reads through them all, his eyes flashing fast. Yes, he’s a vampire. Most of the members are vampires, few are werewolves and there are no witches. The council hates witches. “Alright King, it seems like the people have decided, not let’s hear your argument before I reveal what was decided up on” “no, no go ahead,” “well if that’s how you’ll have it” he clears his throat, a smirk growing on his and Callum’s face while Grace and her husband stiffen.

“Hm-hm.” “Cyrus established the vampire council in 1289, along with my father and 11 other ancient vampires. Their goal was to organise vampires, keep them safe, and keep the humans safe. The vampires were out of control, hunting with impunity, leaving rotting corpses all over the place. Humans were starting to notice.” This sobered Aster very quickly. She hadn’t thought about it until now – vampires were killers. Declan must have seen the look on her face, or sensed her fear: She didn’t want to be a murderer.

"Great. Because that's exactly what I need right now." We drove to the meeting location in silence. A neutral building on the edge of pack territory that the Council used for regional matters. Three Council members waited inside. An ancient vampire named Marcus. A witch called Seraphina. And a werewolf Alpha from the East Coast named Jonathan. "Luna Hailey," Marcus said, his voice smooth and ageless. "Thank you for coming on such short notice." "Did I have a choice?" "Everyone has choices. Some are just more limited than others." He gestured to a chair. "Please, sit. We have much to discuss."

For my part, I wanted no reminders of Europe. As the population of New England grew and the power of mankind’s weapons increased, we gathered more and more vampires into our coven. The High Council was formed to maintain order and stability, and Ricard was unanimously selected to be the Lord of our coven. I was given a seat on the seven-person Council as well.

He was on the phone with the bloody council, and, unfortunately, they were hounding him to speak to Elle. He could barely tell Elle about their reality, never mind subject her to the council. The council is a group of bloodthirsty wolves who are hundreds of years old and think they know better than anyone else. With that age came a certain skepticism and an ability to manipulate others. The first stole their happiness. The second filled them with sadistic pleasure.

Both the Elders and Vampire council had brought at least fifteen members each. “Wyatt Reed, Beta of Twilight Woods, please take a seat next to your Alpha, Kai Harlow of Twilight Woods,” Elton, the head of the Elders stated before turning to me, “Felicity Donovan, please take a seat over there,” he stated, pointing to a small bench. The members of the two councils took their seats in front of Kai and Wyatt. “I, Elton Centar, am here representing the council of Elders for Werewolves,” Elton began, "The men you see around me are here to assure that you are represented fairly during this trial."