Vampire Legacies Novels & Stories

START VOLUME 4 Prologue Lance Now that the children are in New York, Leila isn’t the same. She’s moping around the castle and barely drinks enough blood to keep her body from desiccating. When a vampire desiccates, their body hardens, eventually withering away until they’re nothing but a useless shell, becoming living mummies. Although I would never let that happen to my Leila, I’m worried. I fear she may leave me if something doesn’t change between us soon.

"Vampires who have caught his attention become his playthings. Sometimes he pleasures them or has them pleasure him. But when a Vampire is so old that he can barely remember being alive, then what gives him pleasure becomes twisted. When he finishes with his pets they are maimed." I grew cold. Tige had said Alexis had only been a human for about thirty years but undead for over a thousand. Undead had outweighed everything else. "I'm not going to be his pet or anybody else's. If he ever wants screams from me, I'll be the one giving them to him or I'll die trying. Period."

We both are smiling at each other as we hold each other down with our eyes, each waiting for the other to make the first move and strike first, she had her eyes on my left leg and I knew she had figured that it was the most vulnerable part of my body, I wonder how she figured this out in such a short period of time. It was a condition I had from when I was a baby and even though I was a werewolf and one with a wolf it still couldn't be healed, and I have grown to live with it without people suspecting anything was wrong with me, but with just few hours of our banter she had figured that out. There definitely is something up with this person. And I can smell that she's far from ordinary. I st

Vampire Clans: Nerezza (neh-RET-tsah) – The founding bloodline of vampire academia, they value control, elegance, and superiority. Known for their mastery of illusion, shadow travel, and political manipulation. They often head prestigious houses like Nerezza Hall at Obscura Arcanum. Nyx (Niks) – Mysterious and ancient, descended from the primordial goddess of night. Members of Nyx are often oracles, seers, or necromancers, and their blood is rumored to grant glimpses into death itself. They don’t crave power, power craves them.

And Lucian, Lucian looked at me for the first time like he was actually seeing me. "That's impossible," Lucian said, but his voice wavered. "Vampires cannot impregnate humans. It's never happened in our entire history." "Never happened with purebloods," Lord Konstantin corrected. He was standing right in front of me now, his ancient power making my skin crawl. "But the Blood Moon Ritual is different. It awakens dormant bloodlines. Hidden heritage. If this human has even a drop of supernatural blood in her veins, however distant, the ritual could have activated it."

“Not taken from you. Not now. But bound to the Vampire Crown by blood and oath.” I stared at them for quite a while, then I laughed hard! “That’s not possible,” I said. “Vampires don’t...” “Don’t reproduce that way,” Light finished. “No. But succession for them isn’t only blood. It’s legacy. Continuance. Power.” Understanding bloomed slowly, and terribly at that. “He thinks my child will be something new,” I whispered. “Yes,” Adam replied. “A bridge. Spring-born. Bound to life and night both.”

Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage. Anna Cheyenne, with her striking red hair and piercing green eyes, had always been the more adventurous of the two. She roamed the kingdom with a fierce determination, her laughter echoing through the ancient halls. Her heart, however, was tethered to a vampire named Elias, a noble with a mysterious past. Together, they explored the depths of their heritage, uncovering secrets long buried in the annals of vampire history. Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding.

The mortician reported a three inch vertical slit to each wrist, bruising on the inside of her lip, and chunks of her hair missing. Definitely not a suicide. Sadly, the suicide rates have gone up tremendously so nobody really bats an eye. "Jordan's right. Don't talk about it while Jess is here. We can work when she goes back home." I say out loud, knowing their ears will pick it up. Yes I'm different from the two and hybrid my mother was a vampire while my father was a werewolf I posses the two ability,I can feed on blood and also shift.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?