Vampire Bloodlines Character Creation Novels & Stories

Xavier's pov: My name is Xavier Fernandes, A full-blooded vampire from the Dracula lineage and the head vampire of my clan. Vampires, they said, cannot walk during the day, because we react to the sun, but due to the nature of my blood which my people call the Golden Blood, I can walk around during the day and more perfectly at nightfall

Coal interjected, “How can a vampire have a royal mark of a Wolf?" Marku shrugged his shoulders. “The origin of each bloodline is unique. A catalyst occurs to create something different. Wolf lineage may have been involved in the creation of my line, but not necessarily. It could also just represent a unique skill set related to the animal. Up until now, I had no explanation. In truth, I still don’t. Testing this theory to see if it is an anomaly or not is considerably difficult given the second part.” I nodded again, remembering his comment about there being two reasons.

“He wasn’t a wolf.” The room feels colder. My heart stops. “What was he?” I ask, though dread coils in my stomach like a tightening rope. She swallows hard. “A bloodline vampire. One of the old clans… He died before he ever knew Allyssa existed.” My jaw clenches. The pieces fall painfully into place. Bloodline vampires are rare, powerful, and ancient. If she inherited even a fraction of that blood… No wonder her shift was violent. No wonder she fought herself.

“Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.” Mina jumped in, her tone smooth yet serious. “Then there’s Kade Thorne, the brooding werewolf. Tall, dark-haired, forever shoving his hands in his pockets like the universe has offended him. He’s Alpha-born, dangerously quiet, a real liability if you annoy him, especially on a full moon.” Caleb smirked, thrilled to add his piece. “And let’s not forget Damien Drakaris, the dragon. With his golden eyes and a sharp smile, it’s like he’s always plotting how to set the world ablaze. His f

"Oh, you don't know this yet, Hannah? As the Crown Princess of the Moon Church, you had the bloodline of a pureblood vampire since you born. You are closest person to a Blood Host and the most suitable heir to the vampire kingdom." He paused for a moment and looked at me. I could see he was a little bit regret: "But as you can see, something wrong happened to your body. It leads you to have two bloodlines, not only vampire blood but also werewolf blood. Werewolves and vampires have been hostile for tens of thousands of years. You must know it very well. In this case, if you, a person who has both bloodlines, rule the entire vampire kingdom directly, most of the vampires will not agree."

Then, softer, almost unwillingly, “But history has been wrong before.” She paced once, restless. “There were whispers. Bloodlines thought extinguished. Children born outside the pack. Hidden in plain sight. Marked but unclaimed.” She stopped in front of me. “If this were a mistake,” she said, her voice darkening, “the power would have rejected you. It would have torn you apart.” My chest tightened. Fear crawled up my spine. “I’m scared.” Mira’s eyes locked onto mine. “The wolves you saw,” she said slowly, “silver, gold, red, black… those are not pack wolves. Those are ancient aspects. Guardians of bloodlines long buried.”

I began. I stepped away from the council table, folding my arms tight across my chest. “When I was abducted and taken to Blood Moon, I thought… I thought it was the end. But then I saw him, my world changed. I recognized him by the mark on his wrist. The same mark my mother engraved on my skin when we were children.” I pulled up my sleeve, revealing the mark on my left wrist.

Zurig shared something he knew. “The paper that Sandy destroyed was about the royal bloodlines of our continent and the wolves. I found out that your bloodline, Vakatow, was the first ever lycan to have been made by the Mood Goddess from her love. The werewolves as we know them today, the Black Bloodline, was the first to receive a wolf out of her mercy. And thus the two bloodlines being the first of her creations became royalty,” I explained and Zurig seemed that he did not know this about his own bloodline. “You enjoy school don’t you?” Zurig asked with a smile on his face.

Thus Vlad became the first vampire and Nyx the Goddess of all vampires, and Radu became the first werewolf, and Selene the Goddess of all werewolves. Like vampires, werewolves could be created by giving blood to the human that wanted to become a werewolf. But only werewolves that are directed descendants from Radu could do this. And, of course, females gave birth to pups. In this way, werewolves multiplied quickly in the first two hundred years because many humans wanted to become werewolves. They were almost always Omegas and Gammas. Many of today's Gammas and Omegas are descendants of those humans that were turned generations ago. My family is something close to the royals in the werewolve

I told him, very succinctly, the situation. “Why do the vampires want the baby's blood?” asked Axel uncomprehendingly. “Because of our bloodlines,” I said confidently. “But you're a half-breed, and although my family is from a powerful werewolf bloodline, there's nothing out of the ordinary,” Axel said with an even more furrowed brow. “No,” I said earnestly. “I'm not a common half-breed, actually; my maternal family comes from an old lineage of a fallen angel.”