Vampire Lamia Novels & Stories

Lamara stood with her back, trying to hide her features, whispering again in a rigid tone, devoid of emotion, "I don't remember, I don't remember how I came here, nor how long ago, so long, countless and countless." "But you don't look like a vampire, not by the blackness of your hair, your height and the color of your skin." Lamara took her braid between her fingers, wandering with her thought towards the far, far away, towards memories that have now become just ghosts of memories that do not remember their features or nature. She answers her question, “I am a hybrid, my mother was a forgetful and my father was a vampire, and after my transformation I kept the hair color and the length of m

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

My head turns at the angry words thrown by Ashe. “I will if I am not taken to the immortal child and the only other Skinwalker in existence.” My fingers grip the soft skin a little tighter and I lift the sister, so her toes are barely touching the floor beneath her. “I will take you. But you run the risk of not being where you are meant to be.” She warns, speaking of my plan with Queen Lamia, the reincarnation of the mortal goddess Inanna. “I understand.” I drop Tandie, who huddles with her sisters, shaking and crying. The plan I had concocted with Lamia was not a priority at this time. Saving Petra and the children was. I was willing to risk everything as long as she was safe.

Persephone glanced over at Caramia as she polished off her sushi. She was glad the fledgling finally gave into her appetite. A newly sired vampire needed to consume food, beverage, and blood triple the amount of what they normally would in the beginning of their transformation. She expected under the watchful eyes of Orion, Caleb, Rogier, and Lyndie that she was supplied with it, but now that none were around, it was up to her to make certain her new sister was properly taken care of.

Strangely, the face that stared back at me wasn't one I was very familiar with. The one in the mirror was fat, no, chubby. She had full, beautiful cheeks. There was even some color on her skin, some rosy pink color. She looked more alive than I had looked in all my grandeur as the Vampire Queen. “What The Fuck Is Going On Here?” I whispered slowly, highlighting every word as I backed away from the mirror. Then it all made sense to me… The moon goddess indeed answered my prayer, gave me another shot at life, but definitely not the easiest chance to fulfill my aim of killing Rowan.

Without enough manpower to recover the remains of their city, the survivors of the Naga tribe relocated to the foot of the mountain while paying homage to the ruins until it became impossible. As for the Lamia Queen, Zen had a few theories about her. The Lamia was not an actual demonic snake creature. If anything, the Lamia were another group of survivors of the original civilisation that became buried. They settled elsewhere on the mountain instead of at the foot like the Naga Tribe. Living with the constant threat known as the poison wyvern, the lamia population resulted in cannibalism to survive. That triggered a mutation in their genetics, allowing them to become immune to the poison and

With Jenna’s gaze at the beast, she explained further. The creature looked like a dark, scaly half-snake half-woman; it has scaly arms and red, fiery eyes. The Lamia Aegeus has been ascribed serpentine qualities. In ancient legend, Lamia Aegeus was a woman of fantastic beauty until a god cursed her. Her once-glamorous visage was twisted to horrific ugliness to fit her newfound craving for children's blood, but she more or less kept a human form. She was, however, renowned for wearing a skirt of snakeskin that covered her legs. It has a foul odour coming from its mouth, and it has been pointed out that its blood could alter such power to cloak and disguise someone's true visage. Once its bloo

He still has a mouth to talk. "Keep quiet, and let me tell you the truth, I, Tiara I'm a vampiress not a human being like you, I was sent on a mission here in the human world, I need seven lives, the life of covetous people like you, you made it easy by walking up to me yourself, I'm running out of time, I don't have the whole night to myself, who is going first?" I asked and they fell on each other.

Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate. Sophia was a black wolf. She was the best climber, which I envied since I couldn't climb that well, surprising I know, I am the only daughter of the former alpha and the strongest female in the pack, I wasn't worried though, I still had three more years to learn until I'm Alpha. I was both excited and worried, mostly excited because, who doesn't want to be alpha and worried because I'm not so sure I would be about to carry on all the responsibilities and I don't want to let anyone down. "What? "

The vampires gathered on the beach stood frozen in awe and terror as the skeletal figure of a woman emerged, draped in a suffocating aura of darkness. “That isn't Lamia! Attack her!” Lui bellowed, mobilizing his troops. The vampires took flight, swarming around Abere like a cloud of hornets. She looked at them with nothing but pure, unadulterated loathing. “You morons! That isn’t the crystal I want! It’s nothing more than a shiny pebble!” Abere screamed, her voice cracking with rage. "It’s a blessing it wasn't the real thing then, you traitorous hag. Where is Lamia? What have you done with her?” Lui demanded.