Vampire Masquerade Novels Novels & Stories

“There’s some.” “Okay. So,” Bianca glanced at the bedroom. “It’s late, M, and everyone’s f-ked up right now. You have your own shit going on like you said. The alpha arsehole, August Mason, seemed pretty sure that your mates at the gym were okay at the moment. I don’t know how long it takes for a vampire to turn someone or…” she broke off as Leighton’s family did something at the workbench that caused a hissing sound and a foul red smoke to rise.

PROLOGUE In the second book of this thrilling supernatural series, our heroine Scarlette finds herself in a dangerous new situation. No longer a goddess, she's now a powerful seer, and she's mated to the vampire king, Gabriel. But Gabriel's clan is not happy with their king's choice of mate. They demand that he either turn Scarlette or reject her, or they will kill her and demand a new vampire queen. With tensions running high and danger lurking around every corner, Scarlette and Gabriel must navigate the treacherous waters of vampire politics and fight for their love. Will they be able to overcome the odds and prove that love conquers all, or will their enemies tear them apart? Find out in

Kathrena had been reading chapter five, but even as I read the embossed V I could see the chapter title beneath: Vampyre and Werewolf Mate Bonds.

Seraphina goes to move, but I look at her and she stops in her tracks. Teresa, on the other hand, starts to struggle, so I let her go and give her a hard backhander sending her into the wall, where she slumps to the floor, I didn't realize it was that hard, that I had actually knocked her out. I then climb onto the bed and move behind Seraphina with my claws wrapped around her throat again, moving her up onto her knees I use my other hand to move her skirt out of the way at the same time I move my pants just enough to allow myself free. Just as the door bursts open I thrust forward hard, sliding into Seraphina. She stifles a small scream. The first vampire through the door surprises me but h

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

Not until I had the power to protect her, not just from my uncle, but from the cruelty of circumstance. The air In the chamber seemed to thicken as I forced myself to breathe, the vampire instincts coiling inside me. Hunger, aggression, and the primal urge to strike pulsed beneath my skin. I crushed the impulse into submission. Strategy first. Patience first. Princess Victoria would come to those who controlled the shadows, not those who acted in blind fury.

"I'll stand watch. Make sure no one interrupts." I sat down cross-legged on his bed, my grandmother's journal heavy in my lap. The leather was worn soft from age, and when I opened it, the pages crackled like dried leaves. The first entry was dated three weeks before the massacre. "The vampire nobles are planning something. I've intercepted their messages, decoded their intentions. They want to enslave humanity entirely—turn us all into blood cattle. The other hunters don't believe me. They think I'm paranoid, seeing threats that don't exist.

moonlight from the huge windows staining the hall like silver blood. The Blackwood University library was cold, high, gothic and creepy as fuck at night. wolves avoided it because old werewolf spirits lingered in the shelves like forgotten grudges. Scarlet and Mira didn’t avoid anything. They entered. Scarlet walked directly to the forbidden knowledge section like she owned the place. Mira followed, holding three textbooks like shields. Scarlet dropped books on the table with a slam. “Okay.” Scarlet said, voice flat, serious like a murderer writing names. “I’ll take the fucking intelligence questions.”

I'm just as drawn to him as I was before. “So…” I lick my lips. “If you’re a vampire, then what? Everyone at Hawthorn is?” “Some people are werewolves. Some are witches and warlocks. Some people are… other things.” My breathing becomes sharp. I know my ribs must still hurt, but it’s like I can’t feel anything happening in my body right now. “So Alice told the truth about that?” I ask. “And about Silver Hunters?” Alec’s red eyes sharpen. “You don’t want to run into a Silver Hunter.”

No human was a match for the two together. "I don't think you are aware of the situation here," Francis seethed to both of them. "Human girls are going missing by the day. It's mass femicide! They are being murdered by vampires in the area, and it is him," Francis pointed at Sol, "Who is the culprit?" Serin scoffed, "I can assure you that my friend has had no part in the tragedies of what has been happening. Neither of us drinks from living humans. We collect the blood from willing participants only. They are blood donors."