Novel & Cerita Vampire Legacy

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

"Besides, you are an empress. You are meant to carry on your emperor's legacy and stand by his side when requested. Nothing more. You are a decoration." "Right, of course." Sidia tried to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. If Severus truly wanted a smiling statue for a bride, he wasn't going to get that with her. He would need to go back to the seer that supposedly predicted her arrival and find another victim for his prophecy. Wait. Did she say she would "carry on his legacy"? What did that mean? As far as Sidia knew, a wife carrying on the legacy meant bearing children. Vampires were undead creatures. Sidia was no expert, but a dead thing was incapable of producing children. Right?

, Sebastian asked thoroughly confused by Adam’s words. “When he challenged Eloy Ahearn for the Alpha of Alphas title, you know to be the leader of all Alphas on the continent, he needed support to win the challenge. The only support he could get for his cause was with the humans. Especially, the group humans that despised werewolves. Your grandfather was blinded by his hunger for power and money, and agreed to all demands they made. I don’t know what was in the weapons they used, but they messed us up.”, Adam shared a piece of history with Sebastian that he had only vaguely heard of.

Along with that was a check with a terrifyingly large figure, assets like yachts, antiques, calligraphy, paintings, real estate, and business dividends—altogether adding up to an astronomical sum. And it was presented mercilessly on the page. “One billion dollars!” I was stunned by the figure and quickly tried to reject it. "Trevor, I can't accept this!" I said firmly. Trevor shook his head. "This is your mom’s inheritance. My father kept it for her for many years. It should rightfully go to you," he insisted. I was left speechless. To be honest, if anyone else were in my shoes, they’d be excited by such a fortune.

Because I had seen it once before— On the locket buried with my mother. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “How long have they been watching us?” I whispered. The air had no answers. Just silence that stretched like a noose. It wasn’t just Marcus. It was deeper. It always had been. Viper wasn’t a rebellion or a rival faction. They were **legacy**. Rooted in blood oaths and old betrayal. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I locked down the palace that morning. No one in or out. The guards were confused. My council grew restless. But I said nothing. Not unti

Therefore, Ima was the intersection set. She calmed herself, knew exactly what her reaction was going to be. Every action deserved an equal and opposite reaction. Ima was more than ready to handle the situation in her own ways and terms. She could not allow anybody to disrupt her life after her immeasurable efforts to build her empire. Whatever the stalkers and attackers were up to, she was going to know in a matter of few days. Money was all she needed, human resource was plenty. However, from the plenty, Ima had personalized one hitman. She considered him a holy assassin because he only went after sinners. Sinners by choice who required no repentance as the bible taught. He was a master at

The heavy doors shut behind her, a sigh of relief accidently slipping from my lips as I watched Vincent re-take his seat, Sebastian soon following his son and Berus moving to stand beside him. I remained on the floor, unsure if I would be able to stand, but also knowing that I must, I couldn’t show them how weak I truly was. I leant against the table as I stumbled to my feet, my legs unsteady and continuing to tremble, what could I possibly do now? I couldn’t fight them alone, so that meant that I must obey them, I had no other choice. “Elizabeth is one of those Vampires that is stuck in the old ways, gets it from her mother.” The elder vampire said, his tone calming but still sent shivers t

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

“You’ve got the wrong person.” “No, sir.” The reply was immediate. Ethan exhaled sharply, pacing a few steps. “This is ridiculous.” “Sir,” Victor continued, “you are the only surviving heir of the Cross lineage.” Ethan froze. The words didn’t immediately register. He turned his head slightly, as if trying to process what he had just heard. “…Heir?” A short, disbelieving laugh escaped him. “Yeah, right.” But there was no humor in it. Only exhaustion.

“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.”