Underworld Vampire Elders Novels & Stories

He sees them as source of nourishment and abstinence, nothing more, nothing less. "Is there something you would like to add, Derek?" Marcus sneered. I shook my head, struggling to compose myself from his absurd ranting, "Nothing, Marcus. Please continue." The Elders consisted of five powerful pure bloods; mainly Marcus, Rockilian, Talon, Connor and lastly, me.

In the human world, the fall of the Bloodmoon Pack was just news of the bankruptcy of a local investment holding company. But in the Underworld - a shadow market where immortals, ancient monsters and werewolves trade in blood and power - this event is like an atomic bomb explosion.

She heard the low, gravelly voices of old men. Zara raised her boot and kicked the wooden paneling as hard as she physically could. The heavy wood splintered and burst open. Zara stumbled out of the shadows and directly into the West Wing Solar. The room was suffocatingly hot. Four ancient men in heavy, dark robes sat in expensive leather chairs around a roaring fireplace. They held crystal glasses of blood red wine. The High Council of Elders. The true, absolute rulers of the European shadow banks. They froze, staring at her in sheer, unadulterated outrage.

Elisia bit her lips and then sat down on the floor, helplessly. ****************************** Reader's Guide: Elysian Elders - an organization consisting of all representative of the clans of different creatures living in Terra. Wolfsbane - a purple poisonous plant used to kill werewolves.

"The Elder Council," Jackson interrupted, his voice dropping to barely above a whisper. "At least one member may have been supporting Viktor and Thomas from the shadows." The implications were staggering. The Elder Council was the highest authority in the supernatural world, comprised of the oldest and most powerful beings from various species, including werewolves, vampires, fae, and others whose existence remained largely hidden from humans. "That's... that's impossible," Maison breathed, shock evident in his voice. "The Elders are sworn to neutrality in pack matters."

My mother clicked the burner of the stove off and sat beside me, She pulled in to a hug to comfort me. "Son, the human world can be just as cruel as the werewold, I am just glad you found her in time." she said. “We will get to the bottom of this,we will find the culprit behind this manipulation.” My father was angry. "I need them brought alive so I can rip their hearts out of their chests.I want their blood on my hands and no one else's." My anger was growing. How dare anyone harm what is mine? This was a direct challenge, and I could not let it go unpunished.

It was already morning outside when Brook-ta-man's car pulled into the hive's underground garages. The vampire remembered the words of one of the elders about the bad news that Brook-ta-man brings in the morning. He chuckled, this morning was no exception. The first thing the vampire went up to was the blood-drinking room. Thirst had been tormenting him for a long time, but there was no time to think about it. He greedily drank several cups of life-giving liquid at once. A wave of euphoria swept through his body. Satisfied, he went up to his quarters to change his clothes. Bringing himself into proper form, Bruk-ta-man immediately went to meet with the elders, too many unresolved issues, too

Lizzy we were back the palace where Alex's uncle was, his father was still yet to returned, so they started the meeting without him, along with Alex and his uncle the Roger and a few other representing the hunters institute was there along with the elders. There are elder among seven elders in the werewolf society, they are ancient werewolf that have the physical ability to live for hundreds of years to watch over the werewolf society They would keep themselves isolated from others due to dark history that they once faced, only presenting themselves when there is a threat to the werewolf society,

I won’t wake her before then and have the intruder potentially hear our conversation. When my mind feels the all clear, it’s just an hour or so before when dawn would be hitting my nest. The only true place my maker would consider her home; where it all started. Where she’s Queen, according to her. Vampires have the council, made up of five elders. We don’t answer to anyone else officially, outside of our maker.

he added, his voice filled with gentle concern. "Thank you, Claud," I smiled, gratefully accepting the berries and quietly munching on them as we awaited the elders. The simple act of eating brought a small comfort amidst the chaos. As I finished the last of the blueberries, a hush fell over the camp. The air grew thick with anticipation, signalling the arrival of the elders. I stood beside Claudio and Aunt Agatha, feeling the weight of the moment. Emerging from the shadows, the elders made their entrance. Leading the group was King Nicholas of the Vampire Empire, his presence commanding and regal. His eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the area with an intensity that made my skin prickle.