Underworld Vampire Elders Novels & Stories

No, fear was something that had long been erased from my dictionary. Thornton, Cassius, Kieran, Thaddeus— It was said that these four elders were strong enough to conquer a whole army, and it was also said that they obtained the Vampire's immortality. They were as strong as the pillars of the earth, and as old as the Kingdoms all joined together. Still, even with that, I wouldn't bend nor bow to them. I had done nothing wrong in eliminating the one who laid a hand on what was mine. “I told you he doesn't deserve this punishment. Give him this!” Kieran, the third elder said, snatching the paper in the hand of Thornton, the first elder, and replacing it with another.

I was on my way to the grand hall, for the so called wedding So called peace treaty I have been trying to explain to my mother, there is no such things as peace between werewolves and vampires, we were created to destroy each other not to love. But the elders ordered for the wedding so there shall be peace, so we don't have a choice but to play along, until we can find a way to completely eliminate the wolves. There are seven elders, their are nor werewolf nor vampire, but are very powerful, there are the messengers of the moon goddess. The door of the grand hall opened and the scent of wolves became stronger making me feel more nauseous.... If only I could eliminate all of them from the fac

No doubt because he had been reading my mind as usual. “I wanted to know more about the battles you fought.” I wasn’t worried about asking my dad about his past. My parents had never been against talking about it. The only reason I didn’t know more was because I had never been particularly interested in the subject. Knowing more about why I was in danger only served to make me think about my life trapped in the house, and I didn’t need that. “The Elders are a group of older, powerful vampires. They believe in keeping things pure and sticking to the old way of life.” He was careful over certain words. As though he thought they would hurt me to hear them.

"Of course." The elders nodded in agreement. Families like the Sanchez, the Browns, the Hills, and the Millers, were not just towering financial empires in the human world but also held significant power within the werewolf community. Their patriarchs, werewolf elders with unparalleled wisdom and centuries of experience, had an uncanny ability to evaluate potential successors. In the werewolf - human society, anyone who caught their discerning eyes was undoubtedly a promising candidate for inheriting a vast dynasty, both in wealth and werewolf influence.

He knew they have messed up a big time right now. “From he positions that I provide in the Underworld..I am sure, it has already get you billions…but now you wanted more?…we signed the deals that day…under the law of the Underworld…and I signed that agreements…using my positions of the Underworld Elder…and not the Virtue Financial President….you were disrespecting me…disregarding the Underworld rules….trying to extort me?…looks like, some people already forget, who I am actually….”.

Finding my mate was just an added bonus. The Edlers know that if I decided to take on this new form of pack hierarchy, they would be out of a job considered obsolete, and some of them may even be put to death. I hate the Elders; that’s not a secret. The Elders manipulate too many scenarios; they use their place on the council for “favors” and I’m pretty sure they are stealing from the petty cash fund. I’m not 100% sure why Alsie and her mates created the Council of Pack, but I do know that it is highly regarded amongst all Supernaturals.

“You know what this means. The Elders won’t let this stand. They’ll come for you. For us.” Sira stood beside them, her expression unreadable, her silverlight dim but steady. “They already are.” Way down in the mountain, in a cave hewn of rock and shut with oathbound seals, the High Council of Elders had awakened. Thirteen it had been, but now it was five. The rest disappeared in the strands or buried themselves in slumber refusing to see the end of the world that they had created starting to crumble. The chamber they stood in was not made of natural rock. And it was built of moonstone and wolfbone, and closed with vows that none of them really intended keeping.

His eyes move back to Addison as he gives her his attention again. “Vampires only truly desire one thing: pleasure. So, having them kill the dragons and start the “feeding” facilities was easy once the ancient elder’s power was siphoned, and the other male elders saw the easy pleasure they would have access to,” The announcer said, and Nadja's stomach dropped when he realized he was talking about him, and what the elders did to him. The announcer looked at Reid, making sure he had his attention for what he was to say next.

"She was the one who told me what werewolves were really called and why they decided to do such things." "According to the story, werewolves attack part of humans to blood beings, to..." he nodded. "That's a falsehood that writers accommodated to their whim. The truth is that the Unticinak are beings that protect the blood beings. They don't have that much difference from all of them, Elijah. Both the Unticinak and the vampires are souls that remain attached to the same being to whom they were sold." "He doesn't say that in any book. I'm disappointed that they lie like that," Za laughed a little at his indignation. "That doesn't make me laugh."

That would only mean that whether Tamara would pass or fail on this assessment depends on her capability and competency, nor because of power or authority. Well, at least he wasn’t part of any of the Dark Wood Pack nor their surreptitious alliance, unlike the other elder wolf from the North Side – Shahara let out a deep sighed. The Were Elders’ Council has six members. From the Northern Side was Elder Uriticius, and Elder Mondar – an elder wolf from the Night Walker Pack – who was well-known for being a cunning and a turncoat person.