Vampire Empress Novels & Stories

The northern mountains. The Vampire King’s domain. A place where sunlight never reached and shadows had names. Soren began to walk. Slowly, calculating each step, rehearsing the information he would present. The omega’s name was Emili. No known surname. An omega without a wolf—or so everyone believed. She bore the Lycán King’s mark on her neck. She could read the Dark Tongue with native fluency. She transformed into something that was neither wolf, nor vampire, nor demon—but a fusion of all three that terrified underworld creatures. She had found at least two altars and likely possessed a relic.

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

she giggled and Blake just roared, "I said she's not my girl..." "Haha, and why are you so mad there," she teased her more. While Veronica was loving the way she teased a vampire who tried to kept his face serious all the time, Emerald watched them in wonder, and began to felt some emotions, she didn't know what it was, but the way they're too close to each other and how comfortable Veronica around Blake somehow gave her a twinge in her heart that she couldn't understand why nor what was that feeling. She wondered; what if she would be the one that close to him, what would be Blake reaction?

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

The presence here is so heavy, so I am becoming too nervous right now. I was just standing in front, looking around, waiting for something to happen. I took a deep sigh and then said, "Uhm, A pleasant day to you, our deity. I am the heiress of Vamparia, Celestine Duke, and I came again to this place to ask for your favor."

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

" Look who's here? The warrior Luna. The empress of the Bliaviroth empire. Goddess of werewolves." A comment loaded with sarcasm reverberated into my ears. I raised my face up and saw that pale face devoid of any emotions. The face of a vampire lord who has been doing all these sins behind everyone's back. My blood boiled, I wanted to rip out his dead heart, rend off his head and watch his body petrified into dust of stones. He stepped close to where I was made kneeled down. Two guards pressed my neck forward to bow in front of that vampire lord.

Adriana Gervais, third daughter of the Emperor of the Vampiric Empire, was a mouthful for anyone to say. Privately, anyone who knew her called her Ana, because it fit her better. At six feet talk with a wild mane of auburn hair and skin that glowed under moonlight, she wasn’t someone that needed an impressive name or title. Ana wasn’t delicate like her sisters or mother in appearance. No, she was the spitting image of the female form of her father, Emperor Franco Centauri Gervais, the Emperor of the Vampiric Empire, the Blood Demon Himself.