Vampire Bloodlines Character Creation Novels & Stories

‘The bloodline curse,’ I whisper in wonder. The blight of my otherwise perfect unlife, yet, if I’m to understand Canus correctly, an unavoidable side effect of its very perfection. Other vampiric bloodlines aren’t as strong as the royal line, but they also don’t suffer our curse. And it’s all because they’ve been using dhampirs to strengthen the bloodline. Canus is both the progeny of the Prince of London and his biological son! It’s all starting to come together.

When Louis heard that, he immediately recalled Phoebe's strange expressions and actions recently. Harvey pointed to the book and continued: “Vampires are the most loyal and highly intelligent species in the world, they mate for the first and only time with their mate. The male usually gives the female his blood to drink to nourish the fetus in the female's abdomen. The fetus that is nourished by the blood of the turbid breed who is also the biological father will grow up healthy and can mature normally, thereby creating a new generation of Vampires.”

I begged as my own blood choked me. It’s as if she was possessed by something,as if she didn’t know what she was doing. “Why should I? Your people kept us in bondage, you suck humans as if you created them but it’ll end today, it’ll definitely end” she lamented as thunder stroke the clouds. “With the power invested in me,I make the vampires slaves,impotent before us” she yelled as my eyes began to close down. She watched me take my last breath as everything on Earth became blurry.

Species: Vampire (Prince of vampires) Eye colour: Light blue Mate: Unknown 5.Name:Damon Santiago Age: Eighteen Birthday: 3rd August,... Species: Vampire Eye colour: Sunset red Mate: Unknown. 6.Name: Bella Victoria Morgenstern. Age: Six months Birthday: 13th January,... Species: Vampire Mate:Unknown That's all for now. The detail of every new character will come in the chapter they appear or are introduced. Please vote, comment, share and read. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

The voice screamed. Then fell silent. DAY 16 The Keepers found something. Ancient books. Older than House Virel itself. “The curse is tied to Virel blood,” the oldest Keeper said. “But not all of it.” “What does that mean?” Kael asked. “It requires a sacrifice. Not a life. A memory.” Lyra looked at Kael. “What kind of memory?” “The strongest one. The one that binds you to this house.” She answered without hesitation. “The night I woke up here.”

Kael growled, thrusting harder. “I love you,” Damien whispered, biting down on her shoulder again, completing the blood circle. The climax that followed was cataclysmic. All three shattered together in perfect unison. A blinding pillar of silver-crimson-violet light erupted from their bodies, shooting straight up through the chamber and piercing the blood moon itself. The entire Nexus resonated with power. Runes flared across the walls. The ley lines stabilized into a single harmonious braid. Serena’s belly glowed brightly as the child of three bloodlines was conceived — a perfect fusion of werewolf resilience, vampire immortality, and witch adaptability.

He has been down here for four hours, which is nothing, which is routine, which is what he tells himself. The blood-sense has been smoking for eleven days. Two hundred and sixty-three years he's had it. Since the night in 1762 when a woman named Elise, who turned him against his own considered wishes in a Viennese cellar during the Seven Years' War, pressed her wrist against his mouth and said, you'll understand in a moment, and he did. He understood immediately. He felt his bloodline snap into place the way you feel a map unfold — the specific geography of everyone who had ever come from Elise, and everyone who had come from them, a web of thirty-seven souls distributed across Europe like s

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

to the terrible source, the progenitor's existence was known as the "True Original." Blood ingestion and union were the 2 strategies by which the birth of recent vampires was achieved. Vampires failed to exist in isolation, however, instead belonged to difficult and big family lineages through these two methods of procreation. And taking the foremost primitive spot at the highest of those lineages, ruling from the summit was the existence that was the "True Original." Given such a large amount of servants and descendants, then the existence of a primary "master" or "progenitor" was solely natural.