Vampire Hierarchy Novels & Stories

Hierarchy for rejection: Alphas / Alpha Heirs Betas Gammas Alpha Females Warriors Ordinary Shifters Omegas

Even though I'm close to Drake, he doesn't know anything about their past, while Alice has always been upset with me for reasons I can’t seem to comprehend. But the point is that despite being adopted, they were believed to have celebrated their twenty-first birthday lavishly. Even though vampires can't have children like humans, our history book claims that our divinity gave the queen the ability to have a child who would be the heir to the kingdom. And that child is me now, and I’m hoping that as a child given by the white deity, I’ll be able to celebrate mine too. I am not after the grand celebration though because I am not a materialistic person. What I want is for my twenty-first birthd

I took a side step towards the door, ready to run at the first sign that they would fight, it may give me a chance to escape, depending on how many of the creatures were waiting outside. My pulse increased when silence fell, not sure what I should do in such a situation, I had never witnessed a vampire fighting another one of their kind, though it was not unheard of. In fact, it occurred more often than a vampire having to fight a witch, but that may have something to do with fear. Witches knew their place within the hierarchy, where we stood in the great scheme of things, there was no need for us to fight, no sense in it. It only happened when a witch rebelled or did something out of line,

his hybrid uncle is going to become the Vampire King? “Damn!” He couldn’t help but exclaim his surprise. He’s not exactly in disbelief. He trusts Luna. Alex found himself smiling. Somehow, knowing someone else has such a future ahead of him, the pressure he’s feeling has lessened. Clyde’s lip twitched as the information sank in. “I don’t think I’ve heard vampires having a king? Do they?” Ice took on a serious expression. “Not here, but they do have royalties. The purebloods. They rarely interact with the ordinary ones. They have a hierarchy. Royals. Elites. Borns. Converts.”

I thank him but, suggest skipping the pleasantries, he did not have an appointment coming here and I do not know him. "Very well, my master sends his congratulations to you, and also advises you to keep true to yourself and what you are, he has been monitoring you for years and advises that you remember your place on the pyramid of hierarchy. We are Vampires, your consistent association with daily sustenance is not befitting a Vampire ruler" I am furious.

Especially vampires, but they never ever attack humans, they never sucked their bloods because of the invisible agreement. "Second, you're not allowed to complain. Whatever things that I commanded you to do, you must do it." "Third, no escaping. Whoever I see escapes what he is being asked to do, I will punish him. A punishment you will never like." "Fourth, pureblood factions have rankings. This is the most important part because this is life and death. That rankings consist of top 100 vampires. The strongest would make it, the weakest wont. The strongest will continue to live and some will face death . In t'wing may new, we are conducting a battle where it will be known who will enter the

, Mary asked. "The answer is a little too easy, it has to be the vampire hierarchy. We always like to have the advantage in any battle, the upper hand", Ambrosia said. "The vampire hierarchy must have done something that triggered the battle between them all", he said. Ambrosia grabbed a seat and cleaned it for his wife;Mary to sit on. He too sat beside her. "Thank you darling", Mary said appreciatively. "What you said got me thinking. If there was a battle between the vampires and the werewolves or vampire hybrids, then who won?"

So cunning, so wicked, so…unlike the blood running through his veins. Hierarchy was the unspoken rule among werewolf species. It was the only rule that made us what we are. And this person, sitting across from me, was so driven by lust and hunger for power that he wasn’t even ready to respect that hierarchy. Tilting my head slightly, I said in a chillingly calm voice, “Are you challenging me?”

Before I leave, I want to fill her in on the vampire hierarchy, so she understands how we work, in order to protect herself not only while I’m away, but also for when this is all over. The single candle bathes the room in a dim glow, casting shadows on the walls. I lean back and the worn leather chair creaks beneath my weight. Quinn looks up at me, her eyes wide and eager. “The vampire mafia operates on with a delicate balance of power,” I state, my gaze fixed on Quinn. “My family is at the top. We oversee every major decision within our organisation. Over the centuries, we have seen many empires rise and fall, some under our hand. My brothers are not like oth

But when no one did, I continued. I sat down, turned the page, and read the first order of the vampire hierarchy. Maybe at least I could get a better understanding of what the fuck I had gotten myself into. ‘Within the vampire society, there are multiple levels of vampires. A newborn vampire, also sometimes called the nickname ‘newbie’ is what a new vampire is called the initial time after their transition and before they had their first blood.’ Huh. I continued reading as my journalist curiosity had been reignited. ‘Fledgling: The lowest level, besides a newborn vampire, fledglings are either new to the lifestyle, inexperienced or the youngest protege of a ma