Vampire Bloodlines Character Creation Novels & Stories

"Essentially," the vampire began to explain, running his claws through his silky black hair and shifting in his seat a bit to get more comfortable. No doubt, we'd be here for a long time. "My bloodline is mixed with mages of old. Something passed down from generation to generation is extremely potent magic, much more powerful than vampires typically have access to."

I ask flipping through the pages. “Well if you go back to the start of the story it’s him turning the four of his best soldiers into Vampires, so I guess it means they are the first bloodline and are sired to him.” She explains and shows me the page. “Ok but what does sired to him mean exactly.” I ask so full of questions than I had before all of this.

didn't just flicker; it locked into place. Cat screamed as her vision fractured. She didn't just see the golden lines of the earth anymore; she saw the potential in them. She felt her fingernails lengthen, turning into black, obsidian-like talons. The silver brand on her arm didn't just glow; it began to bleed a shimmering, translucent ichor. The energy she had drawn from the ley lines was no longer sitting in her stomach—it was rewriting her DNA. The blood of the vampire and the power of the witch were fusing, creating something the world hadn't seen since the first maps were drawn.

Halen, my mother Constance, Thebus, Damon, Alderon, Quintus, his wife Lydia, and Conon and his wife Glynnis, were all turned by the High Priestess. My grandfather and uncles were turned also, but my father put them out of their misery long before they became an obstacle to his desires. Many, many years later, decades in fact, I was born. My birth was followed by children of both Quintus and Lydia and Conon and Glynnis. My father proclaimed that all those born of pure blood would be called Vampyres, those created from humans would be known as Vampires. Though the two words sound the same when spoken, our written records would clearly distinguish between the pure of blood and the lesser of the

While looking highly nervous. "My lady, please lie down, the king has indicated that you must rest, do not worry I will take care of any inconvenience of my lady..." The girl was brown with golden eyes, which indicated that she was a vampire, not a low class, but neither was a pure blood, perhaps two or three generations, as was Elizabeth, whose great-grandparents had been converted by the king of Ahnaria several centuries ago, thus giving her first lineage and consequently the lineage of her adoptive sister who, being the second born a vampire, believed herself to be of the nobility.

He runs a hand down his face, feeling just as helpless as me. “What are the vampire bloodlines? And what happens to me when they figure it out?” I took a seat when my legs started to feel unstable. I clutched the fabric of my pyjama shorts for some semblance of comfort. “There are three original vampire bloodlines. King Matthias is one, King Aurélien of Aralia Is another and prince Marcel’s father, King Emmerich, is the third. But you’re different. You’re scent is almost unique.” He shakes his head like even he doesn’t fully understand it. “Whatever Prince Marcel finds will determine what the King and his council do with you.”

“Didn’t you? You touched his mind. You dragged him into this place—” “He stands where all who resist me stand,” the figure said. “On the edge of being unmade.” My knees weakened. Kael. Unmade. The word echoed like a blade inside my ribs. “You’re lying.” My voice cracked. “You’re trying to break me.” “I am trying to prepare you,” he said, stepping closer. “You are the daughter of the first bloodline. You were never meant to remain mortal. You were never meant to love one of them.”

“After she was born, she began to fight with the other children. She stole from them. She hurt them. Her mother tried to fix Esther’s behavior, but she couldn’t. Esther just became good at hiding her intentions. When it became time for her generation to marry, she became enraged when I didn’t pair her with the man that she fancied. I was the only one who could keep them from procreating with their own families. The man she longed for was her cousin, but she didn’t care. She wanted him. When he married the woman I chose for him, she lured him into the forest and demanded that he choose her instead. He said no, and she flew into a rage and killed him. His death rocked me more than anything els

"You truly are stubborn just like Dimitri. But running off from your mates was probably the dumbest things you have ever done. But sacrificing yourself showed me exactly why I paired you to those four. They need someone so caring yet so stubborn. Someone who's giving but doesn't take anyone's.... attitudes.... Someone who can light up the darkest souls. You, Brielle, have that aura to you. I didn't want only one of the quadruples to be king. I needed and I wanted all four to be king. I needed the perfect mate, just one, for all four to rule beside them. You see, they come from a powerful vampire bloodline, they also come from a powerful werewolf bloodline, and a very powerful witch bloodline

The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom then you come back and rebuild the village starting it knew the older witch revealed to the witch princess Cara and she was surprised But witch mother who is that bloody one the witch princess Cara asked the old woman He who the Vampire King be got his only child Lamia the old witch said out his name loudly He is dead they say the witch princess Cara said He was never dead those words are rumours and lies the old witch said and the witch princess nodded Does that mean I should just watch the witch queen?? The witch princess Cara asked That's right pretend you don't know