Vampire Demons Novels & Stories

Chapter 15: Return You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery. *************** |Verena| "Try that one more time." Nate instructed as he advanced towards me. I aimed a kick to his chest. I wasn't even surprised when he stopped the blow smoothly, his slim fingers wrapped around my ankle as he yanked forward causing me to lose my balance. My body started plummet towards the ground.

That vampire laying on the ground was the nobleman’s son, Remus. Afraid she would not get there in time, she shouted for the demons to stop. She did not want the vampire to be killed let alone her new fiancé. She had come to terms with the news of being given as a bride to the vampires. As the demons slashed at the vampire Vastria cried out to them, but they would not stop. This vampire was not fighting back. She did what she did not know she could do. Her arms extended, a burst of flame shot out and consumed the demons. The fire was blue, deep blue that quickly burned the demons to a crisp and ash that floated in the wind.

But other, older, versions of the vampire were not thought to be human at all but instead supernatural, possibly demonic, entities that did not take human form. Matthew Beresford, author of "From Demons to Dracula: The Creation of the Modern Vampire Myth" (Reaktion, 2008), notes, "There are clear foundations for the vampire in the ancient world, and it is impossible to prove when the myth first arose. There are suggestions that the vampire was born out of sorcery in ancient Egypt, a demon summoned into this world from some other." There are many variations of vampires from around the world. There are Asian vampires, such as the Chinese jiangshi (pronounced chong-shee), evil spirits that atta

Squeaking swallows chased whirring dragonflies in a dance of life and death. A neon-blue ribbon of the river ran through the center of the meadow. The song of the river was very gentle as it went plinking and tinkling over the gravel bed. "Vasilios, how were vampires formed?" Rhiannon asked. He put aside the tuft of grass he was playing with. "They are cursed just like us. Long ago a sorcerer summoned a demon for whatever purpose he aimed for. However, this demon was a blood-drinking evil spirit who imbibed with the dead and made them into blood-sucking immortals."

the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live. “Where am I?” He spoke lowly,as if calculating his next words as he looked around. Instantly, memories began rushing in,the clashing of swords,the grunting of men,the cries of innocent and weak souls as the demons attacked in their numbers. “You’re safe my Lord” the witch replied, placing her treasures and portions back in the box. “The war was fierce, right now,the demons have taken Dominion over zikia,any vampire who dares return there will face a brutal death” s

After World War 4, his whereabouts are currently unknown. The second vampire types are known as the demon vampires— they are the ‘children’ under Gaius Julius Caesar and Vlad III Dracula. They had superhuman strength, speed, senses, stamina, accelerated healing factor, metamorphosis, and lesser immortality. Though they were stronger when compared to Ambrogio’s vampires, the demon’s curse was also passed down to them. They will die if their hearts were stabbed by wooden stakes, exposed to sunlight, and near to crucifixes. They also had a strong desire for bloodlust.

While Amber had been cleaning up the house and herself, she had 4 more vivid visions. These were much stronger than she ever had in the past. She saw the vampires she would need to go hunt down, and it wasn’t just a few either. She was shocked with how many visions and how many vampires there were. She went to her computer to do some research on the old downtown neighborhood and find out what the true issues were taking place and what were just vampire related. Her findings kept coming up with the same 2 she had in her visions. Mara and Gedeon Arma from the Armageddon Clan. “Sure, that was original!” The had been there about 10 years now. They moved in shortly after she had left and over the

I looked up, and his eyes met mine. "There you are..." he smirked. "Your father was a demon, in love with a vampire. In a time when that love was forbidden," he said, and I sighed. Somehow, his presence soothed the fury and anger I had been feeling minutes ago. "Vampires only go feral when they get starved of blood..." Dominic explained, "Demons, on the other hand, get feral when they are subjected to intense pain..." He said, and I looked up.

Bram murmured something I couldn’t quite catch to himself, but offered no suggestions. The witch’s equivalent to a lycan was a demon. Demons were the near immortals that spawned several paranormal species, similar to how lycans were responsible for all shifters. Similar to lycans, no one really knew their origin story, or who the first was. It was fun to compare and contrast the origin stories, though.

Chaze shook his head as Kane picked up the dead demon and flung him randomly. “No, not real demons. They are Chimera Vampires. Kane’s dad messed around with the bat tribe and made all sorts of abominations before ending with the results of vampires. Mind you, he was trying to make his own Chimera and failed several times. Demons are the result of that failure.”