Vampire Academy Blood Sisters Novels & Stories

His eyes flicked past me and then towards Beatrice. I pulled back with my tears burning. “Velan wants her, Brandon. Her hybrid blood he thinks it’ll fix infertility. Turning’s a virus; you know how it blocks reproduction—wolves, vamps, us.” My voice broke. “Angelica stayed back, he’s got her now.” “What about my sister…? Is she…?” I couldn’t bear to say it out loud; I had seen her sprawled on the floor back at Mondwächter Urban Timber, where Marc and I had worked together for years.

My mouth falls open and my hand flies to cover it as the carnage continues to grow more and more bloody. A blur of movement catches my eyes and I spot Rome, my sister, my Twin, leaning heavily on a tree, blood still clinging to her face and body as she watches the spectacle until she is tackled. She cries out and Monty’s head snaps towards her as we watch a vampire bite down on her arm. Instinct takes over, my legs moving of their own volition as I fly over to her and kick the vampire’s legs out from under him.

" A female elder snapped. I narrowed my eyes at her, "What is your reasoning on why we can't?" I asked. "Because we have always dominated the races! We don't need help from dogs." She snapped. "Are you so narrow minded that you would cause a war within your own people?" Ambrosia spoke up. "You have no say here, vampire." The female snapped. I turned my head slightly to see that Ambrosia had risen to her feet and walked next to me. "Watch your bitch tone with me witch. You may be an elder but I am a queen and will demand the respect that is deserved." Ambrosias voice boomed out with sheer power. I watched as the female's face paled and she lowered her eyes. "We mean no disrespect." My dad qui

"The Ancient Blood Marriage is usually a very private affair for common vampires, but for royalty, it is a state event. The Council, the priests, and the high nobles, both vampire and human, must see the bond sealed. However, you will be given some measure of privacy. Curtains of thin silk will shield the most intimate moments from prying eyes." I took a shaky breath and nodded. "Okay. I guess... I’ll be fine. I’ll have to be." Just as I was trying to wrap my head around the logistics of a semi-public "climax," Alistair walked into the garden. "Mother," he greeted, offering her a respectful nod. "Alistair," she replied enthusiastically, standing up to kiss his cheek. "I have finished my less

“So, she chose you. I was hoping that would be the case. She’s on solid ground now.” “The spell, you old hag,” he growled. “Did you tell her that the milk won’t bind you like it does humans?” “It never came up,” he replied with a chuckle. “She’s going to be hopping mad,” Sybil said. “That’s good. She’ll dive into her studies with greater fervor so that she can kill your vampire ass. Do you still have your two sidekicks?” “They’re with her now.” “Did they drink her blood?”

She looked up from the sheet and looked inquiringly at Lord Bane. "Let's go here," he held out his hand and took the form. “Well, everything is ready. Come on, Lord Culver. “Lady Helen, come to me,” ordered the mentor of the dark ones. He hesitated, and everything inside me died with fear. “You have already gone through the ritual, there is nothing wrong with that, so why are you trembling now, like a leaf in the wind?” “I’m afraid of blood,” I replied in monosyllables, putting my hand into the outstretched palm of the dark one.

She wondered if she'd hit a sore spot with her questions unintendedly. “My father has no power or say on this. Draven's mother is a pure blood of royal bloodline. Her family is one of the ancient maker who sired the Vampyre bloodline.” he huffed. “She has father on a leash. Queen Isolde condemned my mother to a fate far worse than death for having an affair with my father. Then she called of their union and took power over the north. Along side his sister, Morticia.” She gasped in disbelief, “He has a sister?!”

Teeka hopped off her lap and scurried off. "There's one other thing she mentioned to me..." Willow pulled away a bit, blushing covering her cheeks. Dante looked into her eyes curiously. "What is it?" he asked, his thumb rubbing against her cheek. She leaned into his hand, her eyes falling shut. "Apparently my bloodline is also cursed. The only way I could have full potential of my powers is when I..." she stops, feeling more heat rise into her face as she grew embarrassed. Dante inclined his head, his brows furrowing together.

Tears burned the backs of my eyes; I tried my hardest not to let them fall but my trying was futile as I felt them run down my face. “What she has done no longer matters. Now Vanessa let’s get on with it. With Axel outside time is of the essence” I watched as Axel’s mum tipped what looked like a bowl of blood into a pot that sat surrounded by candles on what appeared to be an altar. The flames on the candles began to burn higher and brighter as the high priestess began to chant. When she stopped Vanessa picked up the bowl bringing it over to me. The corners of her lips turned up as she smirked at me. My sister had always been more beautiful than me but in this moment she truly looked ugly. V

"I don't know what happened or why both of you were clueless about this but I know one thing. I'm not wrong about this. We vampires would know if one being is related to another. I am a few centuries old Royal Pure Blood hybrid, boy. I am very certain. She's your biological sister." ############################