Vampire Canines Novels & Stories

The room is large, grand and dark, adorned with ancient symbols and artifacts. As we step inside, the air seems charged with anticipation, and I can feel the tension rising in my chest. The representatives are already assembled, waiting for us. Among them, an old gray wolf, wise and imposing, stands tall, a human with an aura of wisdom and experience, a Lycan with a rugged, fearless appearance, and a Banshee with an ethereal, otherworldly presence. The vampire sits hidden in the shadows, his piercing gaze unseen, yet his presence undeniable.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I said, hoping to interrupt the verbal sparring. "Yes," Alexis said. "But we have seldom crossed paths. I am aware of only two or three instances when a shape-shifter has made his appearance known to a vampire, and each time it was when the animal shifted back into human form upon death. Your Wolf Pack is the only one that can be identified by vampires. Your Wolf Pack will be the first to be destroyed once the Elders decide to strike. But your Wolf Pack is the only one that can even hope to locate the rogue werewolves because you do possess a power that we do not." His eyes shifted back to Paul, who had refused to sit. "And that is the power of a bloodhound that can sniff out the whereabouts

I soon found myself to begin shaking as well, grip tightening on the pillow. Every pet knows that this time would come for them, but even that can't compare for when it actually happens. Even though I knew that Nico was trying to fight it, he and I both knew that he couldn't fight it forever. Those kinds of predatory instincts run through him like his own blood, only allowing him to fight it for so long until it consumes him. He knew that once it did, he wouldn't have much control over what would happen next. It was the instincts that kept vampires alive no matter what once their species first began to grow.

I guess what my mother always said is true, When things are going really well there's opposition around the corner. Malcolm just smirked, "We'll see," he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "Since I don't want to lose the littles, I've had my witches put a scent shadow spell upon you and them, also Monroe here has gladly volunteered to bleed you dry if you try to leave this room," a tall, pale, well muscled vampire walked in. He had the sharpest green eyes and the most firey auburn hair I'd ever seen. What Stoker wrote about vampires was way off base. They were normal looking except for the paleness of their skin and the "fangs" were just their normal canines just a little more

"Vampires!" Kanyon growled as the undead creatures stormed in through the double doors. There were three of them and their eyes were red like hot lava, but had a cold look to them at the same time. He could smell their evil, but also their excitement. They found pleasure in wreaking havoc on the werewolf species.

Michael asked, full of doubt. "Reread it; maybe there will be other information." Jake pointed at the device Emma held. Emma continued reading. "Vampires have their types and levels." Emma looked again at her two colleagues, who asked her to continue reading. "The first is Origin, a vampire of pure blood descent. This type of vampire is a vampire born from a vampire marriage. The speciality of origin vampires is their physical strength, like werewolves and yeti. The difference is that original vampires are stronger than werewolves, but werewolves have more senses and speed. It's different from Yetti, who is stronger than a vampire but stupider and slower," said Emma, reading with a strange f

He swirled the drink in his hand, “You were with him before you came here, am I wrong?” Woah… Do all vampires have a sensitive noses? “Yea,” Harou nodded, “I was…” He smiled, “You have a sharp nose.” “Oh no,” Quincelet replied, “Mutts have a very strong smell,” He looked at the lycan, “That’s it, you can smell them from a mile away.” And there was invisible electricity between the two kinds after he said that. I guess vampires and wolves will always hate each other. Ulrich and Egon were the first ones to stand up, “We’ll be taking our leave.” Ulrich did his best to remain polite but I could sense the anger oozing out of him.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

About twenty pale-skinned creatures emerged from the thick forest, their teal-green eyes glimmered in the darkness. A vampire, unlike a lycan or werewolf, was born with one of four distinct abilities: speed as quick as lycans, called a velox; strength superior to werewolves but inferior to lycans, called a fortis; invisibility, called a discretus; or the most-feared, mind-manipulation, called a decipio.