Vampire Elders Novels & Stories

The heavy doors shut behind her, a sigh of relief accidently slipping from my lips as I watched Vincent re-take his seat, Sebastian soon following his son and Berus moving to stand beside him. I remained on the floor, unsure if I would be able to stand, but also knowing that I must, I couldn’t show them how weak I truly was. I leant against the table as I stumbled to my feet, my legs unsteady and continuing to tremble, what could I possibly do now? I couldn’t fight them alone, so that meant that I must obey them, I had no other choice. “Elizabeth is one of those Vampires that is stuck in the old ways, gets it from her mother.” The elder vampire said, his tone calming but still sent shivers t

I didn't have time to wonder why as the pressure from their gazes bore into me. "I am Elder Bourbon, leader of the bears. You already know Elder Lucielle, head of the white witches coven. Elder Maxon the oldest vampire, Elder Tarissa, one of the most beautiful sirens" he introduces, and sends a quick wink to Elder Tarissa who nudged him with her elbow while keeping her eyes on me. Elder Borboun cleared his throat and his expression became more serious. I looked between them in amusement, and could see Elder Tarissa has her lips pursed.

vampires and werewolves. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting eerie shadows across the town, the whispers of war grew louder. In the darkest corners of Orleana, vampires and werewolves gathered, their leaders strategizing and plotting, each seeking an advantage over the other. The streets, once bustling with life, now lay eerily silent, as if the town itself was holding its breath in anticipation of the chaos that was to come. In a dimly lit chamber beneath the town's largest estate, the hight twelve made up of the 12 most powerful and pure made vampires known as the elders where having a meeting to determine the fate of their race. Lord Valerian, one of the strongest

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Hunter asked. I looked at Hunter, and was in awe that he was into this. "Yes, from each part of this world," she replied. "Woah," Hunter gasped, "That's amazing," his eyes lit up a bit, "But, aren't those elders only a myth?" "Nope," Salem responded, "Vorras of the north, the lord of sphynx; Anatolis of the east, the lady of witches; Dysis of the west, the count of vampires, and Notos of the south, king of wolves. They are our elders that shouldn't be forgotten."

"Sir, Grand Elder was here last night." "What?!" Count Rohan screamed and stood up from his golden armchair. "Grand Elder has risen?" He queried. The Young vampire could see fire flickering in the eyes of his master, he had totally expected it. The Grand Elder was an ancient vampire. It is rumored that he sleeps in a coffin and wakes up once in a blue moon. The last time he appeared ten years ago, he had given the clan leaders a task to do or they would lose the leadership of their clans.

Nearby hung hemispheres with bizarre cuts, when a vampire passed them, they lit up with bluish fire. The spacious hall was a round room with a very high ceiling. Large thrones protruded from the walls at various levels. They were decorated with bizarre patterns, figurines, beautiful bas-reliefs, soft fabrics descended from them. In the thrones sat the Elders, as Brook-ta-man called them. Vampires who have lived for over a thousand years. - What news did you bring us, Brook-ta-man, a descendant of Valnomak, the dawn is already coming. - Said one of the elders in a terrible voice, a little pulling sounds.

And with a wink, she added; “but I am certain that they’re vampires. I know that pale skin and elongated fangs anywhere! And their smell...” “They smell like rotten flesh.” I said to which she nodded. “Exactly… and it’s pungent.” Now, that cannot be good. Knowing vampires and how their hierarchy works, the only ones who could come out in little sunlight or late afternoons like this were ‘the elders’. They were also the ones with extremely strong smells, and there was no reason whatsoever why their elders would come visit me at my pack without prior notice. Unless they were here as regards Reagan and Zade which was very unlikely.

No, fear was something that had long been erased from my dictionary. Thornton, Cassius, Kieran, Thaddeus— It was said that these four elders were strong enough to conquer a whole army, and it was also said that they obtained the Vampire's immortality. They were as strong as the pillars of the earth, and as old as the Kingdoms all joined together. Still, even with that, I wouldn't bend nor bow to them. I had done nothing wrong in eliminating the one who laid a hand on what was mine. “I told you he doesn't deserve this punishment. Give him this!” Kieran, the third elder said, snatching the paper in the hand of Thornton, the first elder, and replacing it with another.

I wondered as I curiously looked at Minerva, who chuckled over my curiosity. “There’s nothing much different from what the werewolves had in their nobility system, but when it comes to the ranking system of elders, there was some difference in them. In our realm of vampires, the Elder titles have two ways: the Elders and the Ancient Elders, and both have different roles to play. The title of Elder was only given to a powerful, gifted, chosen one of the moon, and they outranked the vampire councils and acted like the government in human society. The Elders observe and never interfere unless they have to.” With a stern voice, she began explaining the vampires’ elder ranking system, which intri

You see, my father is one of three great elders, the elders are the leaders of the entire vampire population and they are the strongest most powerful vampires there are, due to them being the oldest. The run home was fairly peaceful but agonising at the same time as I could feel my heart some what shattering as I got further and further away from her embrace. I was in a rush as the sun was rising and I was getting paranoid thinking a human would see me. Due to my dad being one of the elders, our family was classed as the originals and so we didn’t necessarily need daylight rings as we wouldn’t be destroyed by the sun, however we could still burn. I had left mine at my apartment so I needed t