Vampire Empress Novels & Stories

Maybe thinking about the right words to say. “ No, he didn’t got a bite though. He’s real vampire which mean he doesn’t a bite from vampire. He turn into the vampire itself when he turn into 18 years old. Real vampire and bite vampire is different. Real vampire has it special abilities, ” Harley explain everything carefully. Hope it doesn’t drive Adryan crazy. “ So you’re saying that I will turn into vampire once I turn 18 years old and I will have special abilities? Like what? I can fly? Breath forever underwater? Or sleep underground for the entire life?, ” Adryan clearly seem did not believe it.

This scandal was unbelievable yet authentic. .... Once upon a time, there was a Lost Princess whose existence no one was aware of. . . An abandoned twelve years old girl no one cared about that had now turned into an assassin known for never missing her target and controlling an army of deadly, undestroyable breed of creatures even Immortals should fear. To pay an old debt Esmeray agreed to kidnap the King of Vampires. What will happen when the selfish, cruel, demanding and extremely unreasonable assassin Esmeray will meet the arrogant, self-centered witch-hating Vampire King Vladimir?

As time passes, she would rule over the hunters and possess their skill as well as gaining a firm foothold on the empire. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! The whip landed on Carissa’s back with a loud snap. Her clothes were torn by the thorn whip. She bit her lip as hard as she can to stifled her scream. There was no way she would let the Empress get her satisfaction. Cold sweat dripped down her foreheads as blood seeped out from her mouth. She struggled to escape from two black-clothed vampires in front of her with futile attempts. Empress Lamia and Princess Philippa were surely daring to do this in Mateo’s castle.

The warmth of his blood spills from the wound, but before darkness can claim him, a cold rush fills his veins, a sensation both alien and intoxicating. He opens his eyes to see her—the creature that has sealed his fate. Her beauty is otherworldly, her eyes a deep, fathomless black, reflecting the night sky. Her hair, dark as a raven’s wing, cataracts down her back, and her lips, stained with his blood, curl into a smile. She is Matilda, daughter of William the Conqueror—the first of their kind, an Original Vampire, the progenitor of a race that will haunt the world for centuries to come.

Devrim complained as he rubbed his eyes. The cover of the new book had a strange symbol on the front and at first Aurora believed that the vault had made a mistake. But when she opened it, the Empress discovered that this was exactly what she needed. "This lists all sorts of creatures and their magical abilities. It's like an encyclopedia!" "Great! Can we go? I don't think the vault likes me." Since entering the room, Devrim had felt the air was heavy around him. He was not welcome, only tolerated.

“You should know that when a Vampire Lord conceives a child with a human, the bloodline may mutate into a higher-grade lineage. When that happens, the Costa family’s status in the vampire world will rise even further—and they will definitely support me.” “The position of Blood Queen of the Bat Coven will belong to me,” she continued. “As for you—a low-grade vampire who can’t even conceive—you’ll be driven out eventually. How embarrassing would that be?” “And besides,” she added with a sneer, “your Blood Bond with Costa was fake to begin with. If we really investigate it, you’re the other woman.” Her words grew more vicious by the second. I clenched my fists, my nails digging deep into my pal

' thought Iris with a confused expression . " Kiara , please listen to me ! " said Emily when she saw Kiara's surprised face . After making sure that Kiara's attention was focused on her Emily started to talk . " I am also a vampire like Eskylrious , Iris , king Charles and the queen . The Windsor royal family , is also the royal family of the vampire clan . The second in power to the royal family in the vampire clan is my family . We have close ties with the royal family . It's true that we are vampires but we aren't as bad as we seem . " said Emil with a smile .

Now it looked like something that had survived a massacre. Elara touched her face—her new face—and felt the unfamiliar smoothness of vampire skin beneath her fingertips. No scars from the silver chains Cassius had wrapped around her throat three years from now. No ragged mark where he had torn out her heart and offered it, still beating, to the god-beast sleeping beneath the palace. This face belonged to Seraphine Valcour, Crown Princess of the starving vampire empire to the east. The real bride. The true mate. The one Cassius was supposed to kill in thirty nights beneath the coronation moon.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

He looked like a dark god, cut from pale marble and left to breathe. The Vampire Emperor wore a tailored suit in charcoal and crimson. His hair was raven-black, his eyes, not that bright feral ruby my soldiers had, but a deep abyssal maroon. He didn’t sneer or play at being cruel. He didn’t need to. He just radiated an ancient, suffocating calm, way more terrifying than the Prince’s loud explosive temper. He didn’t have to shout over the wind. He spoke straight into my mind. You wield the fire of the earth, little Luna, the Emperor’s voice pressed in, cold and smooth as polished glass. But fire cannot burn a vacuum. If your ghost-ships touch my blood-barrier, your entire armada will be atomi