Vampire Lamia Novels & Stories

"F*ck my life! Why am I being targeted by this crazy b*tch! Alex contemplated on whether he could fight his way out, but ultimately deemed it impossible. His storm dragon bloodline could overpower the lesser demons in the mine, but against the lamia that could swing the halberd so quickly that he couldn't react, he had no confidence at all. Unable to refuse her order, Alex stepped forward slowly. He couldn't afford to offend her now, not until he find a good chance to escape. "I suppose Lord Rena will be satisfied this time." The Lamia talked out loud. She didn't care whether Alex heard her. To her, Alex was just a cattle in her eyes. "And that ANGERS me!" The lamia screamed at the top of he

albeit the nighttime walk wasn't peaceful, in a total case, permit ME to take a bath first. whilst laundry his frame, Raven contently dips into the tub, but, he nonetheless could not prevent complications over that extraordinary girl. “Vampire, huh? I have not met one in a protracted time.” He murmured while smiling bitterly. Who could have concept throughout this era, you could nonetheless meet thusrt} of -- one should say, prototypic or perhaps old-fashioned... anyways, a lamia who so completely embodied the style of a traditional vampire. He concept he could ne'er meet anyone like this again... nor will he want to fulfil one.

But he isn’t stupid enough to try. Suddenly a Growl that shudders the very earth we stand on has all our spirit animals cowering. I see Rhett and Tobias shrink back, my own wolf shuddering at the commanding sound. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU TWO THINK YOU ARE DOING!” Lamia’s voice mixed with her wolf booms through the air. She comes flying out from the west side of the palace heading straight for the two fighting bears. Her eyes glow a brilliant green - her wolf pushing out her power.

Her heart thundered, her body torn between instinctive terror and something deeper, stranger, that drew her toward him. Scarlet swallowed hard, her fingers clutching the sheets. “Then… tell me. What are you?” Izel’s throat worked. His tongue flickered again, tasting the space between them. His eyes closed briefly as if the admission cost him. “Lamia,” he whispered. “I am Lamia.” The word hung heavy in the room, carrying centuries of weight she couldn’t begin to understand. Scarlet’s lips parted, her chest heaving. She should have been terrified. Should have screamed, run, done anything but stay frozen in his shadow.

“Then these cells shouldn’t be capable of containing you, right?” “Correct… I am powerful, but as you can see…” Lamia looked down at her chest. “I am too weak to move, let alone try to escape.” “You’re a vampire…” Alicia said, her lip curling. “All you need is a bit of blood… Right?” Lamia’s head cocked to the side slightly, a small grin growing on her dried lips. “That is correct.” “Then why not the finest blood to offer,” Alicia smirked. “I have elven blood.”

June leaned closer to confirm her suspicions of the creature that Elizabeth found to make sure that it was what Veronica had morphed into. “ A Lamia? “ June said. She read the description of the folklore. “ Seriously, where did you find this book?, “ “ Like I told you before, I found it on the bookshelf down there,” Elizabeth said as she continued to scroll through the pages. “ Trying to find out what coach Lockwood turn into? “ Bonnie asked. “ Yeah, I think I just found it,” “ Well, do not keep us in suspense,” June said. “ He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “

But hearing that it was actually the Human’s idea to seek help and look for ways to make Lord Dimitri happy, she decided to give her a chance and maybe observe what she is about to do. Maybe she has had a change of heart and is trying to make it up to the Lord by doing her best for him. So she reluctantly helped and wrote down everything that she learned about giving pleasure. The Lamia is an all-woman race and they need men from other races to reproduce. But given their lower bodies being that of large snakes, most sentient races are afraid of them and treat them like monsters. The Lamias also know better than to have children just with any race. That is why their most preferred male is hum

I find them surrounded by Lazarus's disciples. Fuck! Where did all of these come from. I can tell that most of them are not bloodline Vampires. They are mainly turned humans but they look stronger than the newly turned. Lazarus walks towards me and an evil smirk spreads across his lips. "What did you think? I would let you go just like that? You have a price to pay Damien. Everytime I meet you, I loath you more and more. The girl might have left but that won't stop me from having my revenge on you," he tells me.

The fight continued, most of the walls were cracked and / or destroyed to the heaps of bricks and dust accumulating on the sidewalk due to the violent impacts of the wolves and the vampires that wouldn't give up the fight, even with several shards of glass on the floor and /or falling from the higher windows due to the great force that some had to throw the others up. When Soraia thought of following Amy a vampire with fangs dripping blood appeared in her path and approached her, who swallowed dryly and remained motionless. -I haven't introduced myself yet," he said, "I'm Lucian and it will be a pleasure to suck you dry," and licked the blood dripping from his fangs and from his lips and chi

That they would become legends, and stories would be told of them for centuries to come. I had watched Mathias from the moment he was born, even though he was not my descendant. His role in this life, however, was essential to one of my heirs, Lamia. The dormant gene Lamia carried came to life the day she was born. Destined to become the Queen of shifters but, fate has a funny way of turning events and throwing in a random twist. Lamia became the unknown. Her father, a man I met once, and saw his future child, is part Lycan, a descendant from the goddess Morrigan’s bloodline.