Vampire Demons Novels & Stories

Darryl sighed a little bit before a nasty snarl escaped his mouth. “Shape-shifting Demons” He snarled. He had enough trouble on his plate already to deal with troublesome and silly creatures of the underworld. Shape-shifting Demons were big threats to the whole of the supernatural world. While vampires can only turn human beings to one of them at will, werewolves can only turn one human once in their lifetimes and that is if the said human being was their mate, Witches can only be born but demons? Those nasty creatures could turn every race at will, just one bite from them will turn anyone to one of them. Vampires, Witches, werewolves, elves, and shifters at large.

Steve's sudden question made me jump, and he grasped my hand harder, saying, “It’s worse than this. Unlike vampires who can sleep for eternity in solitude or fairies who can use their magic to fill nothingness with light and valuables, demons can only wait and listen, hoping to hear what’s happening outside the nothingness.”

“I have never heard that term before.” “No,” Aaron admitted. “I was wondering that myself.” Christian cleared his throat, and Aaron wondered if he actually had the answer but was too timid to say anything in front of the female Hunter. Eventually, he said, “A ‘demonic’ Vampire is one that has returned from hell. In this case, we believe that Dracula is the reincarnation of Vlad the Impalor, one of the most violent Vampires of all time. Are you familiar?” Aaron and Catherine both nodded; of course, they knew about Vlad.

In a malevolent transformation, the visage of the handsome vampire dissolved, giving way to a nightmarish manifestation of his true, demonic form. Silas engaged in a relentless battle with the elder vampires, sensed a surge of malevolence that transcended the battlefield's tumult. A shiver of dread crawled through his undead existence as he beheld the metamorphosis of Dylan into an ancient vampire, an embodiment of centuries-old malevolence. The once elegant figure is now twisted into a demonic entity, an incarnation of vampiric power at its zenith.

“Not all humans are compatible with angels. Those who are, we call rare. The gods were not happy with it. They sent the ancients down, seeing it as an act of disobedience. Ancients are risky because if they give in to their bloodlust, they are taken over by a vile spirit—a demon. They become vampires.” Storm felt a shiver run down her spine. Vampires. That malevolent spirit that had been watching her all this while, was a vampire, a demon, the undead. She shivered again, wondering how long she had captured their attention. Her mind caught at intervals as she thought of the role she had to play in this ancient conflict.

It will take him time to recover because I kicked his weak spot. I stayed in my position and looked at all the demon warriors. They were all stunned while looking at me with jaws dropped. Suddenly, screams echoed throughout the entire mountain. Some vampires release a dark aura, stronger than demons. Woah, this is interesting. Did the vampires drink the demon blood? Well, that’s the only case since vampires get out of control when they drink demon blood. All the vampires growled and ready to attack everyone but stop when they notice me.

Her voice was soft but firm, breaking the heavy silence that had settled over the room. “I doubt you’d find anything useful,” countered Demon as he rose from his seat where he was seated next to Hannah. “What we need to do is wage war against the werewolves. They’re the prime suspects here. Notice how none of them have been killed or gone missing since this all started?” Demon was an original Vampire, from the bloodline of the Dracula's — which was also the Master vampire bloodline. He was older than the Master Vampire with a century, making him the oldest in the room.

He killed his father and went to live with the druids in the alps. Through thousands of years of life, he still hadn’t let go of his resentment for how he was treated as a child, which sometimes led him to express his anger in violent creative ways. This as well is all the more problematic because Sleamann was about the strongest creatures around. Unlike others, he was not just a wolf, warrior, war-lord or whatever. He was a vampire and a vampire-werewolf hybrid, which made him the first damphyr. As a result, he could take on whole packs of normal vampires or werewolves with terrifying ease, while normal people barely registered as more than food to him. He was a thinker and he thought about

He would tell her, but only when the time was right. "Hmm… Let me put it like this, it's pretty much the same grouping as humans. You get both good and evil, and sometimes those who are caught in between. You see, being a vampire doesn't turn you into a monster. It only enhances what's already there. If a murderer got turned, they'd most likely be beyond evil and if it were someone good, say part of a dog rescue team or something, their pure spirit and good energy would be turned up." He explained.

Adryan build his courage and yelling at the man. The man turn around towards Adryan then he just looking at Adryan until suddenly, Adryan just flew away to the wall. Adryan groaning weakly. Harley and Howard who just arrived heard some noise coming from inside the house. They running fast into the house and seem shocked with the thing that they see. They’re back. “ You demon! Back to the hell, ” Harley throw some dust toward the man who is actually a demon. The man shouting in pain and then disappeared into the thin air.