Vampire Glyphs Blade Novels & Stories

Ronan lifted up his staff, the carved wolf head pointed directly at me. “Your father bled for this pack,” he said, his tone cold. “Now you will do the same…. tonight.” I stepped forward, with my chin high. “Then give me the blade.” A murmur rippled through the chamber. He expected me to hesitate, to stall. I didn’t give him that. One of the guards brought it and deep down inside of me, I could sense my own fear. The blade was curved, silver-etched with moon symbols that were visible on its edges. My wolf snarled under my skin.

Storm smiled, he knew. The Total Eclipse Gaming Hub's triumph was short-lived as whispers spread of an ancient vampire hive seeking competition. The pack exchanged wary glances, sensing the looming danger. Vampire Lord Valoric arrived shrouded in mystery, his piercing gaze locking onto Blaze. "We've heard of your legendary skills. Prove them against us," he taunted, his voice dripping with otherworldly confidence.

Victoria The glyphs are louder at night. Not in sound, exactly. But in pressure. A hum under the skin. A flicker behind the eyes. Sometimes I think they’re singing to me. Other times, I think they’re preparing to consume me. And I don’t care either way. I’m a willing sacrifice. I stare into the mirror above the basin, watching the way the glyphs shimmer across my chest. They appear when my magic spikes. Like steam from an open wound. Delicate lines and curves, pulsing softly with light.

After wiping his glasses with a soft velvet cloth, Duk continued: “This scripture speaks of the vampires of Ancient Egypt. At that time, people did not have such weapons, only dark beings had the knowledge to create such a weapon. The hieroglyphs on the blade, apparently the old vampire language, synthesized with the writings of the Egyptians. I don't know him. According to the records, such weapons belonged to the vampires of antiquity. The shape reminds me very much of Khopesh, which is why I actually decided to look for sources in the history of Egypt. – All this is very strange, the hunter who attacked Alud had a shadowof artifact and an ancient vampire blade. Something is not clean here

(Harper’s POV) The angel blade glowed as I reached for it. I pulled it from the hilt on my thigh and spun, slicing the now fully lit up blade through the two vamps that were closing in on me. They barely had time to recognise that their time was up before the light left their eyes and their demon blood burnt them up from the inside.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

‘Let’s get this over with,’ He said. I held my left palm up. On my wrist where a symbol had been inked. I placed my other hand over it and a soft glow appeared in it and it materialized into a special weapon. The devil's blade. It belonged to the Nightshade bloodline and was a gift from Daemon. Zayden's eyes shimmered as he caught sight of the blade. “Interesting. This would be fun,” His eyes gleamed a malevolent red, his demon seething just beneath the surface.

He let out a yell, releasing her wrist and stumbled back while the knife stuck out of his leg. "Sorry," She apologized, "obligations and all that." She repeated his words as she picked up her other knife she had dropped. She pressed the tip of the blade against the back of the Vampire's neck, and just as she was ready to stab through, something caught her eye. A soft glow luminated through the parts of her hair. Amira used the blade to brush aside the hair and noticed what appeared to be a symbol carved into her skin. A crescent moon nearly forming a circle with a small circle connecting the tips and three dots on each side of the circle. That's Karmina's mark...

It is well known all over the entire supernatural race that a vampire can not associate themselves with werewolf, a werewolf would not try invite an enemy into their territory, that had never been done before, unless in the past, when things were ok, but not now, when things had scattered. "Who sent this letter, how did you received this letter." Blade asked, staring back at the letter in his hands. "It was found in the border of the pack, one of your men found a parcel in the border, the letter did not come alone, it came with different gifts which involves costly Linen, golds and diamonds and also some new model guns and expensive explusives. I wondered if they planned on starting a war wi

I followed behind knowing very well the enemies were just a step away and probably our death as well. "Well, well well welcome to your fate of doom love birds. Today we witness the death of Kyson and his lover!" I felt weak hearing him freely announcing the death of my woman. No man this time you've got it wrong. I stepped forward and Cade did the same. I could feel myself surging with power. Merging all my elements. Fire, wind, ice, lightning all coming out. My nails adjusted to a centimetre and my eyes became red and my voice sounding in form of a roar. My fangs were exposed, itching to bite in some flesh. I felt energy and my control was slowly fading. I moved with great speed and lunged