Vampire Empress Novels & Stories

an elder stands from her seat her voice laces with surprise. “The prophecy of the blood bride seems to be true because the girl you see here can be best described as “best of both worlds” she is a vampire and witch as well.” As if I was with disease, every vampire around me shifted so as not to contact it maybe. Disgust spread through their faces. “What are you doing Tyril?” I whisper to Tryil who is behind me with a knowing smile. “What a Vampire prince like me should do, protect his people from foes.”

From surprise, the young man’s thoughts were all confused. “And my shirt looks very seductive on her,” the vampire thought, appreciating the tempting curves of the stranger. Her eyes sparkled a bright emerald color. And he suddenly understood why. The converted vampire, along with his blood, adopted a small part of the abilities of his Master. This made the girl’s green iris glow with a yellow-emerald flame. Under her penetrating gaze, the young man felt uncomfortable. She seemed to see right through him. Tristan shook off his stupor and drove away the surging desire to hide from this gaze, which so reminded him of the Lord.

Helena stiffens, worry creasing her brow, and she nods. “What did you want to talk about?” “I’m here on behalf of your daughter.” Her green eyes widen. “Is Emory all right?” “She’s pregnant.” “What?” Helena looks shocked. “With whose child?” “Mine.” “That’s not possible. Vampires and shifters can’t have children.” “Nature has its exceptions. Emory and I are one of them. She’s pregnant with your grandchild.”

Now in this very room at this very moment the immortals outweighed regular humans. "The twin bimbo's are Dark Elves, Marielle over there is a dragon, Elise is a Spirit. They're the immortals. As for the Christopher and I we both have the blood of a god flowing through our veins." "Sorry I have to call bullshit on that last part there." "Really? What do you think the first Vampire was? She was a god cast out of the heavens. Cursed by her own kind because she wouldn't bow to their will."

Strangely, the face that stared back at me wasn't one I was very familiar with. The one in the mirror was fat, no, chubby. She had full, beautiful cheeks. There was even some color on her skin, some rosy pink color. She looked more alive than I had looked in all my grandeur as the Vampire Queen. “What The Fuck Is Going On Here?” I whispered slowly, highlighting every word as I backed away from the mirror. Then it all made sense to me… The moon goddess indeed answered my prayer, gave me another shot at life, but definitely not the easiest chance to fulfill my aim of killing Rowan.

It was a mixture of fear and respect, and she knew that he was someone important in the vampire world. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the far end of the hall. Steve tensed, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the crowd. He could sense that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Then he saw her. A tall, elegant woman with long black hair and piercing green eyes was making her way towards them. Her name was Isadora, and she was one of the oldest vampires in the city. Steve had never trusted her, and he knew that she had a reputation for being ruthless and manipulative.

I thought that the womanizer was the only one who would face the death he deserved, but I was so unfortunate to receive the uncanny smirk of the woman. I really should have left this place instead of interrupting these two in their almost lovemaking session. Pointing her gun at me, she demanded, “Get out of the car, you slut.” I did not want to reveal to these lowly humans that I was an immortal so I raised my hands just like what the womanizer did. But it was more than infuriating to let this woman say and do anything as she pleased.

His eyeballs burst and blood squirted from the holes. The room grew cold, and a beautiful woman appeared. While everyone was dressed in white, this woman wore an evening gown of pale sea foam green with jewels embedded in it. She looked as if she might have been to the opera. Her hand was bejeweled, and her dark hair was swept up high. She was beautiful, and I knew that she was the one who had sired Alexis. She was his first. She was so old. She belonged to a different Council. Through Alexis, I knew what few Vampires knew, that there were hundreds of Councils, each with different levels of power. These Vampires who stood on the sidelines and watched the world develop governed the Elders. Th

"They're fine." VAMPIRE EMPIRE. THE VAMPIRE EMPIRE WAS BEEN HEAD BY DYLAN KAY, Dylan Kay, the first vampire who had live for three centuries and still very strong. Almost everyone fear him. He had gone deep down into some exile after hitting a werewolf, who had run away from him some few years ago.

When she heard what she was hoping to hear, she smirked in Xandar’s way and declared in dissatisfaction, “You still owe me that doll, Uncle Reagan.” The vampires were throwing each other looks like they were saying ‘What did Her Imperial Majesty just say?’ Some of the more conventional ones were even pressing their fingers on their foreheads as they shielded their faces in embarrassment. The empress was asking for a doll? She wasn’t five! She was 1,578 years old! Less than 500 years to go and she’d be dead since the oldest-living vampire only made it to 2000 years of age. Unlike Lucianne, Xandar only felt a slight pull toward the empress when she stood right in front of him. It was the same