Twilight Vampires Volturi Novels & Stories

†He snapped his fingers. The stadium lights shifted, converging on the balcony. From the shadows behind the seating tiers, the black-robed figures rose in unison. She saw their faces not the faces of holy men, but of the Vampire Council, their mouths masked by silver filters, their hands holding vials of the violet fluid that had fueled the "repurposed" patient. Dominic Vermont stepped out from behind Rusty, his robes stained with the dust of the collapsed archives. He didn't look at his daughter; he looked at the floor, his posture one of complete, utter submission.

I stumbled away, dragging in ragged breaths, his blood still hot on my tongue. Control. I needed control. But when I looked back at him, I froze. He lay sprawled across the sheets, pale and exposed, chest rising shallowly. His boxers left little to the imagination, and there—straining against the fabric—was undeniable arousal. I stilled. It was not unexpected. I knew the effects. The ritual left humans hyper-sensitive, and vampire venom was its own cruel balm—part anesthetic, part aphrodisiac. I had seen it before. I understood it.

"Very well, I can explain, Brother Federico—your new maid has offended me. Since she's no one special, she should be disposed of." Alessia finally grins, careful not to show her fangs. She doesn't know how much pathetic, ugly, mortal Hailey has been told—and she will not risk offending her beloved over something so trivial. People like Hailey deserve to be in the dark until they die. People who believe her beloved Federico is the fourth generation of the original Don Federico Vitale instead of the original don himself should hear no secrets of the supernatural. Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

Yuri however had grown bored with living under the rule of this council. The Vampire Council was made up of seven vampires and rotated every fifty years. This particular group was a bunch of bloodthirsty assholes in his opinion. Yuri was over 2700 years old and tried to remain in the shadows. But with age came powers the younger creations had no access to. About 1500 years ago magic diverted from the vampires leaving them mainly with strength and speed. There were still a rare few who developed powers of the mind. Colin, Yuri, and the twins Marco and Micha Provinsky were among the seven elder vampires who could alter a human's mind. The twins were in Europe and that left Yuri and Coli

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere and plunges into the side of Kylo. Kylo grabs the vampires arm and tears a large chunk out of it before collapsing in a heap, the pain too much to bear, he whimpers and everything starts to spin and goes black. MATHIAS POV The hybrid thought I was a normal vampire, exactly what I wanted, the knife ,which I had hidden in my back pocket, was ingrained with wolfsbane, I stabbed it into his side and watched as he collapsed and passed out from the pain. I left the knife in the wolf's side, taking it out would remove the effects of the wolfsbane and he was strong, too strong for me to take on with the wo

Vic answered the system. "Sure! Vic!!" "Okay. I'm Sternly Vic." "Just who am I and who the hell are you!"

Lyra's hands which were on the floor shook with each passing moment. As though the other party just came to their senses too, he jerked. It was only then she noticed he was also stunned at the sight of her. He noticed she was staring at his fangs and before Lyra knew it, he snarled at her, his fangs sticking out even more. His tall figure came close even more and with such proximity, Lyra jumped back in terror. His fangs were so long and even though they were sparkly white, she still could not help but jerk in fright.

Light isn't sufficient in some areas; vampires, especially those who weren't able to accept the pact had never adjusted their eyes to excessive lightning; and so they preferred darkness. “Self, I welcome you back here.” The smile on his face is bitter and embossed with pure hatred and vengeance. “I'll reclaim what's mine. In the right time. For now I'll take my lifeline,” he muttered to himself certain that the plans he has designed will meet its realization soon. Viller is Hodor's right hand. If he did really snatched Maridelle from Nyx, and his contemplation that someone is behind Viller's doing, then probably the first place to bring her is this place.