Vampire God Novels & Stories

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

While Amber had been cleaning up the house and herself, she had 4 more vivid visions. These were much stronger than she ever had in the past. She saw the vampires she would need to go hunt down, and it wasn’t just a few either. She was shocked with how many visions and how many vampires there were. She went to her computer to do some research on the old downtown neighborhood and find out what the true issues were taking place and what were just vampire related. Her findings kept coming up with the same 2 she had in her visions. Mara and Gedeon Arma from the Armageddon Clan. “Sure, that was original!” The had been there about 10 years now. They moved in shortly after she had left and over the

that what the man said and pounced on Tyson who was ready to counterattack,the speed of a vampire was very fast and Tyson knew that but he also knew that his speed had increased so when the man was close to Tyson ready put his claws on him Tyson released his strength punching the man on his neck but because he didn't invade the fangs coming he was also scratch ,blood dripped out of his chest and the man also flew several metres away groaning in pain he struggled to breath for seconds, Tyson took this chance to attack he slap the neck of the man with the back his palm like it was a sharp blade the man's neck bled and he died very quickly. Tyson was dazed for moments he looked at the copse of

He managed to whisper hoarsely. I leaned down, so I was almost at eye level with him, and his eyes locked onto mine. “You have been chosen by our goddess Nyx to fulfill your role as a vampire,” I began to tell him the same speech I gave them all. “With her strength, love, and courage, you will continue this change into a new being and conquer all that stands in your way. This is not the end for you, but only the beginning.” When humans don’t die during the change, I like to think of them as chosen by the goddess herself. So, I make sure they know that their successful change is no accident.

Her vampire side began to subside, and with that, she also became very weak since her wolf form was also affected. "Thank you, doctor." She mutters and then falls to his hands as he welcomes her into his big, soft hand. She slowly passed out, and with his help, he rushed her to the bed and then laid her off. "She's indeed a stronghold of the 7 worlds of the vampire god, and Lord Hydra is indeed blessed, " he mutters under his breath.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

“Lyon is long gone. I am Varek—” He lifted him off the ground, and his eyes glowed with such darkness, Kai went pale… “—the greatest vampire elder to have ever walked the earth and I will be the one who ends the era of all the moon goddess’ creations… along with all the other gods’ creations—” Kai’s eyes widened so much, it was a miracle they didn’t fall to the ground as Varek’s darkness continued growing. “—Vampires, humans, werewolves… all of them!”

Yet, among the myriad tales, two origins eclipse all others with their grotesque allure. The first speaks of a divine curse, where Cain, the Biblical figure marked by God, was condemned to an eternity of bloodlust. His once-human form twisted into a monstrous demon, cursed to wander the earth as the first vampyre. Over centuries, he donned countless identities, his latest mask being none other than William the Conqueror—a warlord whose thirst for blood was rivaled only by his hunger for power.

I yelled, hitting his chest repeatedly. He held my hand, stopping me from doing that. "It's not possible. You can't turn me into a vampire if you're not one yourself, right?' I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me. "How do I explain this to you?" He asked. "I don't know. Tell me something, anything but just don't tell me what you did worked" "It worked, okay? You've turned to a vampire. But right now, you're a newborn and your type are newly transitioned vampires. You need time to process a lot. Because you might become unstable because of heightened senses and emotions, ``he explained.

Weres and a few surviving humans are fighting for their lives against the substandard performance of undead vamps and zombies, but we’re still very much overwhelmed. “Say goodnight, lovely. We’ve got some private celebrating to do.” Stop him before he ports! Tessa and I spring and see the vampire’s eyes widen in shock. “Why can’t I port!?” he demands, confused, then recovering quickly, melts and reappears beside the Horned God. “Let’s go, Pops. I’ll make do with you two until I can get the rest of you under control. Julian! Collect him!” There’s a wet sucking pop as a second vampire appears beside them, and stooping, shoulder’s the weakly flailing Horned God. Rising, he reaches toward Darby