Underworld Vampire Elders Novels & Stories

Hunter asked. I looked at Hunter, and was in awe that he was into this. "Yes, from each part of this world," she replied. "Woah," Hunter gasped, "That's amazing," his eyes lit up a bit, "But, aren't those elders only a myth?" "Nope," Salem responded, "Vorras of the north, the lord of sphynx; Anatolis of the east, the lady of witches; Dysis of the west, the count of vampires, and Notos of the south, king of wolves. They are our elders that shouldn't be forgotten."

he replied. “I do not think these elders are the answers to our problems,” I replied. “They would be here if they really cared.” I added dismissively. “Where are these so-called Elder Wolves?” Elvira said with a slight sneer. “No one knows where they are?” Marcus replied and clicked the button in his hand. The picture flicked to another picture depicting three gigantic werewolves. They were the size of a skyscraper. “Are they supposed to be that big?” I asked in disbelief. “Something that big should not exist.”

************ I didn’t know that while I was sitting there, feeling like a king in a collar, Marcus was walking into a literal hellhole. The Council of Elders didn’t meet in boardrooms. They met in the basement of an abandoned cathedral in the Bronx, a place where the air tasted like damp stagnant blood. Marcus stepped into the center of the room, his boots echoing against the cracked floor. ******* Six of them sat in high-backed stone chairs, cloaked in shadows. But it was the woman standing to the left who made the hair on Marcus’s neck stand up. Elara Westborn. She was a pure-blood vampire, very loyal and ruthless with eyes that looked like they had been carved out of rubies. She was Marcu

The people who made her birth a long story of sadness and agony, the monsters who made her this way. Throughout her twenty five years of living, she has been gathering information about them, but it seems they all have high positions in the Underworld, so she has only been able to find out little. The four gunmen who made her like this are top members of the most wanted crime syndicate in the world, called The Hunters. They're bossed by the most wanted man in the world, Godzilla. Their speciality is killing people and stealing their organs for sale, freaking organ harvesters, and their identities are top secret. No one has ever seen what they look like, but her twenty five years search provi

Elder Seraphina, known for her mastery of dark arts, suggested, "Perhaps it is time to unleash our most potent weapons—the cursed artifacts that have been safeguarded for centuries. Let the wolves taste the full extent of our power." Dylan nodded in agreement, his mind calculating the potential impact of such a move. "A pack of wolves and rogue vampires won't bring us to our knees. We must wield our power with ferocity and eradicate this threat." The elders thought about the future, while Dylan's words strengthened their resolve. The chamber, filled with ancient tapestries and adorned with symbols of their immortal lineage, became a crucible of vampiric determination. The council, once a for

The Grand Elders of the Volturi gathered again in their meeting room. A room that exuded a powerful and devilish aura. Though it came from the Grand Elders themselves. Grand Elders doesn't mean they were too old and had walking sticks to support their movement. They had lived for many Centuries but still, they looked young and agile except their head and Layla who were the youngest. The ten of them sat on each right and left wing of the chairs as if waiting for someone more superior while the Drudge Vampires refilled each cup, every now and then. It was as if the animal's blood tasted better to them.

I said walking past him into the living room and proceeding out of the house. Damon POV.(8:00 PM) I parked my car in the car park and walked into the Cave as the werewolves on duty kept bowing down to me as I walked past them. I got into the meeting room and everybody present there stood up and bowed including the elders in respect of me and I took my seat as the Ultima. "It is good to have you here Ultima Damon," Elder Henry said, smiling at me. "Welcome Ultima Damon... It has been brought to our notice that an evil beast has been kidnapping the human children, for what remains unknown to us" Elder Logan said.

Although, I highly doubt it is a man at all, rather something that merely looks like one. Matter of fact, the minute he opens his mouth and speaks, I know that he is not human at all. Instead, he is a vampire and when he says what he says, I am not surprised at all. “My name is Elder Andrei. I am the oldest vampire of us all. I have come because I feel that there has been too much blood shed and there is something I would like to discuss with you before this all carries on. Shall we?” He stands up and gestures for me to place my hand in his so we can go for a walk and discuss this further.

Ambrosia knew that the elders have arrived since he could smell elder Vlad a vampire, Collin just didn’t like the scents that didn’t belong to his pack. He didn’t know that the elders have arrived, he and Ambrosia stood up at the same time. “What is going on?” asked Mike, he could smell the scents too. “I don’t know,” Collin answered. “The elders are here,” Ambrosia told them, the alpha family looked at each other then back and baby Luka who was sitting with Suzie. “Take Luka upstairs, I will tell you when to come down,” Collin told Mercy, she nodded then took the baby from Suzie and went upstairs.

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.