Vampire Elders Novels & Stories

Anna said kindly. ”The oldest in a vampire tribe are considered the Eldest. Then the three oldest afterward are considered Elders. Nyx gifts the Eldest and Elders with abilities that keep them, and their tribes protected. Each gift helps the Elders fulfill their daily duties,” Bernard explains. “But sometimes the Goddess can gift a vampire a special ability without them being an Elder. Like Anastasia for instance.” I sat frozen, staring at him in disbelief. He paused for a moment so I could gather my thoughts.

No doubt because he had been reading my mind as usual. “I wanted to know more about the battles you fought.” I wasn’t worried about asking my dad about his past. My parents had never been against talking about it. The only reason I didn’t know more was because I had never been particularly interested in the subject. Knowing more about why I was in danger only served to make me think about my life trapped in the house, and I didn’t need that. “The Elders are a group of older, powerful vampires. They believe in keeping things pure and sticking to the old way of life.” He was careful over certain words. As though he thought they would hurt me to hear them.

Once they have learned these rules, they can properly live in the human world without risking the vampire society. Okay, Wendall could fit this category as well. I continued to read on. ‘Elders: The highest level is that of the Elders, who are the most experienced and influential members of the vampire society. They consist primarily of leaders and founders of clans or owners of havens.’ I remembered Darick talking about the Elders the night Godfrey was killed. Damn! These vampires literally live by their own system, separate from the world. I turned the page as I longed to learn more when I heard the door creek open. I rushed to a bookshelf at the back of the library and kneeled, hoping it

His expression showed that he felt he had been fooled, and Lev felt the same way. After hundreds of years have passed and the vampires have lived a lulled life in peace, it turns out that their nemesis is plotting a long-term plan for revenge. As the Elders once said, this war was as eternal as they were. Nothing will ever completely disappear. Lev didn’t expect that those words weren’t pure nonsense. But now they were still guessing, walking in the dark. He had so little information and he had to be careful or he’d mess things up. “We must relay your findings to The Elders—”

he reported and as he was yet speaking, another vampire entered the room and said; “The lifebloods are here. They have their armies spread out and have surrounded the whole of Athens. They have no intention of breaking in, and Aamon, their master is with them. They also brought the witch along.” Elder Kane stood up immediately and looked at the two vampires before moving his eyes to look down. “I’ve seen this before,” he said. “It is what happens before a declaration of war.” Simon barged into the room the next second and was surprised to see that the Elders were already informed.

************ I didn’t know that while I was sitting there, feeling like a king in a collar, Marcus was walking into a literal hellhole. The Council of Elders didn’t meet in boardrooms. They met in the basement of an abandoned cathedral in the Bronx, a place where the air tasted like damp stagnant blood. Marcus stepped into the center of the room, his boots echoing against the cracked floor. ******* Six of them sat in high-backed stone chairs, cloaked in shadows. But it was the woman standing to the left who made the hair on Marcus’s neck stand up. Elara Westborn. She was a pure-blood vampire, very loyal and ruthless with eyes that looked like they had been carved out of rubies. She was Marcu

Although, I highly doubt it is a man at all, rather something that merely looks like one. Matter of fact, the minute he opens his mouth and speaks, I know that he is not human at all. Instead, he is a vampire and when he says what he says, I am not surprised at all. “My name is Elder Andrei. I am the oldest vampire of us all. I have come because I feel that there has been too much blood shed and there is something I would like to discuss with you before this all carries on. Shall we?” He stands up and gestures for me to place my hand in his so we can go for a walk and discuss this further.

She was getting a handle on how to identify which Blooded or lesser supernatural they were, too. The tall, majestic man with an obligatory presence at the end of the bar, always ordering a ‘Blood Orange Elixir’ the moment he stepped into the bar, was a Vampire Elder who belonged to one of the higher castes and a day walker, to boot. His amber eyes seemed to dare her to make a move, though he was one of her more polite patrons, not to mention a generous tipper in human cash.

Since we didn't have much of a choice we all agreed to the plan. "Once we find their hiding spot, we make sure to reach for their eggs first. If they fail to harvest their younglings, the number of vamps will reduce for us since they evolve in just a few days and attack out of hunger. That is why they are more aggressive than the rest. The elders are already weaker than their good old times so I suggest we attack them second round. The only problem would be, how would we know which are the old and the young?" Luka looked at his father, knowing that he somehow knew the answer.

She has longed been there right from the days of my parents. “The real fact is that, one of us gives out information to them, that’s how they know much about everything that’s going on” Elder Philip said a vampire elder. Yeah the council elders consist of all creature. The wolfs, witches, faes, vampire, dragons and uncanny creatures. Back then the vampire can’t walk freely among us until the witches and the faes gathered and made a protecting ring for all of them. “Alpha!” Lucky rushed at me immediately and I felt something off. In fact everything was off. He was looking so sweaty and scared. Lucky was scared of what exactly. He isn’t the type to be so scared.