Novel & Cerita Vampire Heirarchy

“You knocked up a Queen and turned genocide into prenatal care.” The hunters bristled. The herald’s eyes hardened. “Mind your tongue.” “Or what?” I asked. “You’ll call me a threat to a fetus?” That one landed. Hard. A murmur surged again—this one darker. The herald straightened. “Lycan blood is superior,” he said. “That is not opinion. It is survival. The heir will not grow in a world that refuses hierarchy.” I felt the sun flare under my ribs. The moon wrapped tight around it.

"If she ever decides to participate in that human sport they call cheerleading, you have to bring me back when I inevitably die of a heart attack." Raven looks at me. "Wow." "What?" "Drama much?" I roll my eyes. "I was expecting a boy." "Of course you were." "Almost every werewolf family has a boy first." "Almost." I sigh. "In the werewolf world, boys are usually born first. It's rare for a girl to be the firstborn." "That's because werewolf families have different genetics." Raven shrugs. "Witch families tend to have more girls." I look at her.

And somehow seeing her standing there alive still hit me harder than it should have. Ria moved forward first. “Nobody touch him.” One witch turned toward her. “He’s a vampire.” “He’s the vampire heir,” Ria corrected. “If you kill him inside Kesh Ina, that is direct war.” “That war is already coming.” “Not from this.” The tension shifted after that. Nobody lowered their weapons, though. Zara crossed both arms while glaring at me. “You look terrible.” I stared at her for a second too long. She noticed. “What?” she snapped immediately.

I had taken to shielding myself from him because no one needed me to go into a frenzy. Bloodlust was a real threat for the vampire demon damned to spend his eternity inside my mind with my wolf. I worked hard to keep the hunger at bay. The last thing I wanted to do was make a bad situation worse by losing control of myself. "When do we hear back from the Alpha Council? Are they usually this slow to respond when an Alpha's heir has been abducted?" "Technically we're splitting heirs at the moment since the child Rachel carries could be either the heir to House Wright or House Campbell. The ongoing argument is whose claim is stronger."

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.

As she fought and clawed at him, Lavinia took the opportunity to lean into the taller girl beside her. "What is this? Where are those girls going?" The taller girl glanced between Lavinia and the crying girl. "Astor is choosing his next batch of meals." "Astor…" That name was familiar to Lavinia. Everyone knew the Astor Family, a Vampire Clan that had control of an entire supply chain of blood. Every vulnerable citizen knew the process. Astor Industries grew and manufactured blood to sell to other vampires, eliminating the need to hunt. But blood does not grow without life. Rumors swirled around that family that they ran farms, raising humans for the slaughter, and selling their blood

It wasn’t uncommon for vampire hierarchy to have affairs with their pets, and it seemed like Ellise despised me because of it. But, at the end of the day, Ellise would be the one to carry his heir. She bore the genetics he desired, not me. Ellise would feel his gentle touches in public. Ellise would watch their children grow up. She would grow up with him, creating family memories, and my destiny was to sit on the sidelines and watch their happiness unfold while I remained bitter and alone, only useful because of what rested between my legs.

Well, she doesn't really care about that. "I kept Dimitri hidden from Nevil, because he's different from us. Dimitri is a..." Sera glances at Dimitri, who was just watching and listening as he nods his head to her. "He's a vampire. An heir. The descendant of King Dimitrius of the powerful vampire clan a thousand years ago. And when the alphas find out that Dimitri is still alive, they will surely send someone to kill him." It made her cry even more, so Raenerys straightened up and approached Dimitri, who was now completely unconscious. She picked him up, and she could feel Sera's eyes watching her actions.

As the members read and studied the leaflets, the data about Aditya was written in full. Then the members nodded and conferred with each other, whispering here and there. "Well, ma'am, here it is written that the young master has a ten percent share given by his grandfather, Mr. Ali; in total, he has more than seventy percent when combined with the property of the great master; therefore, by rule, he is the new leader of this company." Mr. Weber explained. Everyone agreed to Mr. Weber's words, although Calvin looked weak when he found out that the leader was still under his age. He couldn't do anything because it was clear that Aditya was the rightful heir to the company.

“A century ago, you crossed the line with your lifebond. You took her ailing daughter, turned her and raised her. You gave her access to classified records. She now walks our halls with your seal.” He was referring to Phoebe Keane, his assistant. The only vampire he truly trusted with his life. Lucien felt his anger rising, a strong desire to protect Phoebe from Raoul and the rest of the Syndicate. “She’s better than any of your dogs”, Lucien replied. “Gentlemen”, Eirene DuPont suddenly spoke up. Lucien whipped his head to the left. Had she been sitting right beside him all this time? He felt immediately bad for not acknowledging his second closest ally after Phoebe. Eirene was the youngest