Vampire Assassins Novels & Stories

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

I nod, “Since I have to be visible, I’ll assign myself to their tables and make vague comments. But we have to give them a chance to get me alone and allow them to strike.” He nods. “That’s why we need everyone to come in and plan this carefully.” As soon as he walks away, my mind keeps spinning with possible plans. There are so many things to consider. Within the hour, every Assassin within the vicinity is once again sitting at the conference table. I look around with amazement; Priest, Corbin, Dragon, Stryker, Cameron, Jaxon’s niece, Valkyrie, a Scotsman who is ironically named Scotty, Phanthom and Heathen join our group. Phantom is the strong, quiet type, while Heathen is a loud, rugged c

David Winston was the first Vampire king who won ten kingdoms after defeating the Dragon king Marcus III and the werewolf king Pyrus, the blood hunter. Elsa read a lot about their journey when she came across a picture that had written about a night creature's consummation. It was such an awful picture. Elsa averted her eyes and slid her fingers to the other page because she didn't want to read it, and the little knowledge her maids gave was enough to understand what was on this page. “Don't,” a cold voice whispered and made Elsa jerk up in the seat with a scream, “O My god! “Shh! Your husband,” Gabriel laugh near her ears and held her in place.

He bows to her. “If you have vampires in your group, why do you need blood from us?” Talvin’s question makes perfect sense. “They are not pure-blooded. We need blood from a pure-blooded vampire.” “So, human turned will not be a good choice?” I question. “They will become full vampires once they change. Their DNA changes when they do; that is not the same for us. Our kind masks any form of vampire DNA within their systems. This causes them to lose blood faster and grow weaker faster. I understand if this is not something you wish to do. Either way, we will make sure the path is cleared for your departure whenever you decide to go. You will not see us or sense us as you take your leave or retu

Its body crumpled to the ground, lifeless. Zane moved like a whirlwind, his blade cutting through the air in a deadly arc. His weapon sliced through two vampires in one swift motion, severing limbs and heads with precision. The creatures shrieked as their bodies collapsed, their flesh turning to ash before they could even hit the ground. The wind carried the dust away, but their eerie, glowing eyes still haunted the battlefield as more vampires stepped forward, their hunger unrelenting.

I was seeing fucking red. “We need to get Tessa out of here,” I said to Carter, knowing that no one else could hear us speaking while Fae screamed. We fought the rogues with ease; between Carter’s strength and my speed, they weren’t a match for us.Carter looked around as he continued to fight; he broke a few rogue necks, and they instantly went down. But it wasn’t going to kill them permanently; only silver and wood can be used to kill vampires. It didn’t take long for Carter to reach one of the handguns the Nightwalkers had dropped and shoot the rogue in the head.

Each of them pulls out a long wooden knife and, placing themselves on the back of each guardian, they hold their heads and cut the thin neck that connects the heads to the old bodies. The Guardians turn to ash. Dusting themselves off, the assassins search the room for anything of value. After the chamber has been ransacked, Mordred's men leave, leaving only death behind. Loaded with everything of value, they run in their vampiric speed back to the village they took, where practically no human beings are breathing anymore. In the secret room, the adults present in the 33 hidden souls tried to calm the children, who were crying softly. A small baby slept in the arms of a vampire, not understan

Some secrets will get you killed. Without a single warning, Elder Jabari tilts his stone cup back, drains it in one gulp, and snaps his wrist. The heavy goblet flies through the air like a bullet, aimed straight at my face. Amara and Vivian turn white as ghosts. The attack is too fast to see, completely lethal. Elder Jabari used to be the head assassin for the international werewolf military forces. His throw is meant to kill. If that heavy stone hits my skull, my head will split open.

Camlin retrieved the rapier to toss it again. “Vampires,” Kayla whispered as realization struck her. The rapier was of silver, and it burned the soldier. The three v’s on their arm badges. Terror consumed Kayla. “V Empire.” A loud bang. The glass wall behind Kayla and the rest shattered, shards of glass flying through the air. They parried the shards with their hands shielding their eyes, swiveling their heads aside. Some shrieked and bent over. The next second, one of the vampires flew into the room through the broken glass and grabbed Kayla, disappearing immediately.

If he’d been a human, a Vampire, or even a Guardian, it should’ve ended him. But it did nothing but bounce. “Son of a bitch!” she shouted, realizing now what they were facing. “They’re Hunters!” Assassin Hunters. She’d heard of them but had no experience with them whatsoever. Turncoats who had joined the Vampires for only God knew what reasons. Either because so many governments outlawed hunting Vampires and this was the only way they could stay free or because they were just innately evil.