Vampire Magnus Novels & Stories

His cloak of black and blood red magic swirled around him in a tornado of speed, crackling in the air like tittering birds, to cover him from the assault. Then suddenly, the light snuffed out and the World righted itself once more. The moon shone its glow softly at the display of human wretchedness and blood glinted everywhere. Dean withdrew his magic from around him and peeled back his closed eyelids to reveal his dimmed eyes only to find himself surrounded by wolfs. A warm hand was on his back, the limb attached to the hovering boy whom his magic disobeyed orders to harm hulked over him like a tree as if to shield him from any approaching enemy along with three other insolent pure-blooded

He wore a heavy coat made of thick bear fur and his chest was covered in silver scars; the marks of ancient battles with the Council's elite Enforcers. This was Alpha Magnus, the leader of the northern blood-wolves. Magnus walked slowly down the path, his heavy boots made deep thuds in the mud. He stopped five feet away from us, he gazed over Kael’s bleeding arm before locking directly onto my face. For a long, tense moment nobody breathed. The only sound was the crackle of the low campfires and the distant hum of the wind through the cliffs. Magnus leaned forward, his nose twitched as he took in my scent.

"It's only ever been you! Serena was a mistake, and I know that now!" He sliced open his own wrist, and dark blood welled to the surface. "Look. This is my blood," he said, holding his wrist out to me. "Drink it. Accept the Embrace. I'll give you everything you've ever wanted—status, wealth, eternal life... and all of my love." The metallic scent of it filled the air. This was the vampire's ultimate offer. If I drank his blood, I would become immortal. I stared at the wound, and then I smiled.

"You will be punished for it. " Suddenly he froze. Fragrance.... The scent of blood hit his nostrils. He saw Tashfa lying face down. Why was he seizing himself? Why was he testing himself? He could irrigate himself from her blood but there was something that was stopping him. "Zami" he muttered as he walked away and immediately Zami appeared. He was at his service. "Get her out of here, No harm to her" He stopped talking. Zami's changing color and tightly pursed lips was a sign that he was barely in control.

He ordered with a smirk. The silver haired vampire, Carl, did exactly that and handed the tool over to his leader, stepping back and leaning against the wall, waiting patiently for the show to begin. Demitri gripped the iron poker tightly and dragged it along the middle of Mason's t-shirt, ripping it open and exposing his bare chest.

“ I do not mind being king , however I can not accept the marriage alliance you have set up for me . Princess Victoria deserves to be with someone who love and cherish her . “ I respond to my uncle who pours himself a glass of whiskey with ice. He does not offer me a drink which means he is certainly not pleased with me or the decision I want to take . “ You are going to marry Princess Victoria and you will shower her with all the love she needs ! She will bear you a lot of children who will help secure your lineage and position in the kingdom . I am not asking you but commanding you ! “ My uncle responds to me with so much rage in his tone. He clinches his fist tight after hitting the whisk

Right now, all I could think about is my anger towards my Father and how I needed to protect my mother at all costs. Closing the gap between us, the man reached his hand forward. Carefully I placed my hand into his and immediately felt a buzzing sensation wash throughout my body. “Don’t worry. It is just the contract. Nothing to be frightened about.” He must have noticed my unease of the feeling to mention it. “Ready?” He asks as though he has all the time in the world to wait on me to be ready. Hesitantly I nod my head. His smile turns wicked as his grip tightens on my hand, and I instantly feel myself become overwhelmed with the buzzing feeling. “I Lawler Brandt King of the Northern Vampir

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

She could practice fighting with her brother when he was free. She thought of going back. From afar she could sense three unknown vampires among her family. She increased her pace to reach the castle in time for dinner. When she opened the door to the dining room, she was very surprised to see three vampires staring at her. There was a woman who was of her mother's age and a girl who seemed older than her and beautiful and lastly a boy who seemed Kyson's age. He had blonde hair and sharp features and good-looking for his age. He seemed dangerous but Ingrid could not help but felt drawn towards him.

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.