Twilight Volturi Novels & Stories

And as each vampire drank, she recited a chant for the potions effect to be activated, "Sorvex vampyri, veneficus draconis , Zarathrax nocturnum, umbra potentis" As she did this, each vampire wore a mark on their forehead, a symbol rather, using a trace of the potion to do it which reinforced the potion's connection to them and could be used as their new brand. The leader of the vampire, loved the idea of that. The change was good.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

" What world? And what organization?" " The world is Kingston Ville, and the organization is the Volturi." "Alright, I'll do it, now as for my wishes. Number one, I want all the powers and abilities of Muzaka from Noblesse, but I want to be able to turn into a full vampire like those shapeshifters from Kingston ville. Except my Vampire'a size must be changeable, commencing as small as a normal vampire up to the size of Fenris from Thor Ragnarok."

Rori’s speech died in her throat as the weight of her words slammed down on her along with the terrible feelings that always accompanied her stepfather's name. Mina glanced up as Rori’s temper flared out of control in a way the powerful witch had never seen, and as she peered upward, the sight of several small flits caught her eye. Mina tried not to be obvious about her discovery. Murdok was a powerful dragon and could be keeping them in the mountain and flits were natural Luceat, so they were always attracted to other powerful beings. What Mina couldn't seem to wrap her mind around was how they seemed to hover over Rori and not Murdok. As Rori’s verbal lashing of Kristi continued, Mina coul

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

My own chest splintered with sorrow, but the battle was not yet won. Vlad hissed, his body convulsing as the ritual bound him. Dark tendrils recoiled from him like wounded serpents. “No!” he shrieked, his form flickering, unstable. The twins, still within the protective barrier, raised their small hands instinctively. Power surged between them, their eyes glowing silver. Energy erupted, twin beams of moonlight slamming into Vlad with the force of the goddess herself. He screamed—a sound that curdled the air—as his body writhed, torn apart by light and sacrifice.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

But since we are dead we don't inhale or exhale oxygen and our hearts don't beat. —Do you have powers? — Powers? — Yes. I mean, can you fly, transform into animals, see the future, or control human feelings? — No. Our abilities were greatly exaggerated by Bram Stocker. Vlad is very... picky. Imagine, he wasn't going to allow someone to write some kind of biography about him without getting his claws into it. He posed himself as the historian Radu Florescu and attended the interview with the writer. Also, the Twilight saga greatly exaggerated our prowess. We can really only run fast, faster than any other being on earth, so much so that sometimes the human eye is not able to capture us and it

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

"It's her, huh? No wonder. It's not a good sign for him. All the first children born from a warlock marriage to a human that received immortality from the goddess Dana will surely die before they reach seventeen years of age, but not the second or so on. "It was because their human bodies did not belong to them, but their marked bodies belonged to her. I'll explain the details later. For now, I only have one solution. Isaac, let me borrow your sword." Isaac complied, handing his sword to Daniel. Then Daniel took a quick glance at the sword before taking it out of its scabbard. He slit his palm until it was bleeding, then brought it closer to Raphael's mouth, forcing Raphael to drink the bloo