Vampire God Novels & Stories

My eyes widened at his words. "What is going to happen if a vampire and human falls in love?" "Why, it's against the rules between vampires and humans, darling," He gripped my waist tightly and continued "If the vampires council finds out that one of their kind had actually fallen in love with a-" "But then what's a keeper for?" I cut him off in panic. "They're for giving birth to vampires kids . Alex of all people should know that." He pulled back to see my shocked expression. "After all, he made those rules in the first place." Zack chuckled softly before guiding me further away from the crowd.

Mom sighed. "Dad called Iris and Dom..." Mom said, and I looked at her with a questioning look. "Iris has already tried to help..." I pointed out, and Mom nodded. "Yeah, but the one behind this is Helios..." Mom said, and I gasped. He was a powerful god, even more potent than Selene. As the god of light, he has always hated darkness, and vampires are creatures of darkness. Could it be that Zane is like a vampire survival? Is he trying to extinguish an entire race?

Among them, two figures stood above the rest—not only because of their physiques, but because of the dangerous aura surrounding them. Sokaris, the Norse god, stood as still as a granite statue. His bare torso was covered in scars that told stories of forgotten battles, and his icy blue eyes constantly sought mine, making my cheeks flush. If looks could get someone pregnant, we'd already be expecting twenty pups... damn... it's getting hot in here... Kallie whispered inside my mind as she peeked through my eyes. Several yards away, Vladimir, the Vampire King, wore a predatory smile. Despite the ban on magic, his natural speed and reflexes made him a terrifying opponent.

It was decreed then that Vampires must maintain a lower profile to protect their existence. A Master Vampire wasn't the strongest thing by far. An Elder was stronger than any Master. To become an Elder, you had to possess a power that could not be defined. No Vampire rules applied to an Elder. After our long discussion, I relaxed again. But now my curiosity had gotten the better of me, and I focused it on my benefactor. "Tony, who sired you?" He stiffened. "Kaniji." "Somehow I'm not surprised. And Johan, did he sire her?"

- Come on! - Impostor! -Who are you? The crowd exploded with indignation. Someone picked up a rotten fruit from the pavement and threw it at the vampires. Ilyana watched in horror as the soft mass hit Vragenn right in the face. The girl held her breath, expecting the Lord to tear all these people apart, but the vampire only wiped away the remains of the rotten fruit and spoke again: - Hear the word of God, see the one who was sent to our world to atone for our sins...

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

Pale figures descended with supernatural speed,, Death Sanguines, their glowing red eyes gleaming with bloodlust. I reacted instantly, hurling my dagger and striking one of the vampires square in the chest. Godiva shifted seamlessly into her wolf form, her silver fur glinting as she charged another attacker. The forest erupted into chaos as the vampires fought with alarming cunning and coordination, disrupting our ranks. One of the vampires lunged at me, fangs bared. I ducked and drove my fist into its ribs, sending it crashing into a tree. Godiva’s claws raked another vampire, her growl reverberating through the air. Despite their numbers, the vampires fell one by one, unable to match our s

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

Waiting for just a moment longer before he sarcastically replied, "What do you think?" She turned her head to look up at him, finding herself so intimidated by that spiteful look into his eyes as he bitingly added with a raise of his brows, "I'll give you a hint; not human," She thickly swallowed at the sound of that. Gazing between his dark eyes. H-he used to be...a god? B-but...Why would anyone ever give that up just to be a vampire? It didn't make any sense! Weren't gods supposed to be like, way more powerful than vampires?

Vampires saw that mankind is small but resilient, so there is a gap that people are very consecrated to the soul, in terms of spiritual life, people consider the spirit as a solid base, the spirit gives wealth, strength, and children. No one knows where the vampires came from, and when they started thinking about it, the gods were punishing them, because people had caused so much pain and loss to nature and all kinds of species for so many centuries, the gods brought Vampire to punish people, forcing them to give thanks for their stupid mistakes out of greed, just to please Vampire, and maybe the gods would forgive them?