Vampire Gods Novels & Stories

I keep my eyes straight ahead but make sure to keep as many vampires as I can in my periphery. They are just standing, spaced out at different intervals along the long line of prisoners. Most of them look bored, but some are looking at the prisoners with hardened glares. I don't know very much about vampires, but my mother told me the basics. Vampires are an old species. They worship Nyx, the Goddess of the Night. It is said that she created Vampires with the use of blood and void magic. Mother always warned me to stay away from blood magic. She said it's volatile and dangerous. Maybe that is why vampires are so volatile and dangerous.

Prologue In the time before, there was only the three goddesses, and their brother. In their loneliness, the goddesses created creatures to populate the Earth. The wolves belonged to the Goddess Selene, the fae belonged to the Goddess Mab, and the vampire who belonged to the Goddess Nyx. Seeing how their creations worshipped his sisters, their brother created man, and referred to himself only as ‘God’.

Damian I saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?" I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

Vampire clans lurking in the underground, hiding in the shadows, can kill human babies and preserve the infant blood in a wine bottle to sell in the black market for trading. These vampires are called shadow vampires, the opposite of scavengers. Scavengers are human-like vampires, those who chose to live normally and die like a human after many years. Merciless shadow vampires and ordinary scavengers co-exist in secret with humans but they are living on the edge of extinction. They are not getting any younger and stronger. But once a mature clean-blooded human is found, hope for their bloodline will also be found. But it would ignite a deadly war among themselves. Greed... it's an unavoidabl

And everyone started screaming while the rain started to fall fallowed by lightning's while the surroundings suddenly turns dark. Waylan just stood up and watch what is happening. "What is happening!" everyone asked. And from that burned mountain you can see creatures running going towards humans. They are the vampires who live from the burning mountain. They attack humans out of anger. "No!" Waylan murmured when one vampire attacked her.

The last thing I want is to cross a supernatural being. “I don’t understand.” I say. “You are to become king are you not?” what does this have to do with anything? “yes, I am.” I answer politely. Is he the god that grants people their gifts? Is he even a god? Is he even a he? Why is the light so fucking bright? I open my eyes slowly, maybe if I take in the light little by little, I can keep my eyes open. “Your strong desire to become king is what has led you here. You have the blessings of all the gods and all the other kings before you.”

This is our last chance. - Yes. William still couldn't be sure whether Harvey was a vampire or not, so he could only focus his sights on Samson, who had been confirmed. Furthermore, based on Samson's diamond, William believes that Samson is the vampire cursed by the Sun God a thousand years ago in legend. That half-human, half-vampire bloodline would be more compatible with a human than pure noble vampire blood. William wants to shorten the time spent researching immortality to the minimum because his health has recently shown a clear downward trend despite taking medication.

“I didn’t ask to be special. I just want a fucking wolf and live my life without looking over my shoulder wondering if someone’s here to kill me.” “Nobody ever ask to be special, Elly girl. It is a burden, but gods and goddesses have their own plan.” “They could easily take away The dark vampires, couldn’t they? One single wave of the hands.” “The gods and goddesses works in mysterious ways. The dark vampires are Heriah’s creation, too, and she will not raise a hand against what she created, but she might already have seen the error of her ways. And that is why she created us a weapon.”

He smirked and looked back at me. “Get dressed. We will wait in here. When you are ready come out and talk to us.” He shut the door behind him. I took a deep breath. What the hell is going on? Two fucking full-blooded gods are in my apartment. Not just any gods my gods the goddess of the moon the mother of all werewolves and Lycans, Selene. Typhon was also here the god of the dragons, one of the strongest gods there is.