Vampire Masters Novels & Stories

I watched in amusement as she walked away, sighting her fake butt job. "What did she mean by specialty?", I asked, all my senses attuned to where Vanir's hand rested on my thigh, his fingers tracing circles on the exposed skin as I tried to regather my wits. "Vampires come here to seek a sexual high by feeding", Vanir said and I gasped, definitely from his words and not the fact that a finger of his just brushed my nipple. "Humans volunteer for that", Vanir added. "Why would one do that?", I asked, my mind heady as his chocolate scent wrapped around me, intoxicating me as I squirmed on his lap.

Two weeks pass in a blur of planning, training, and desperate diplomacy. Sera stands in the conference room of the Chicago vampire court, trying not to fidget under the cold gazes of five master vampires. They're old, centuries old—and they regard her with the barely concealed disdain that ancient predators reserve for younger species. "So the wolves want our help," Master Valentina says, her accent thick with old-world Italian. "How interesting." "We're asking for an alliance," Sera corrects carefully. "The Crimson Order threatens all supernaturals, not just wolves."

He took a breath letting it settle the ice of his heart and slowly he came back to himself “the new vampire lord has demanded my land” his brother said He looked at his brother in surprise “the who what now?” he said making consus smile “you’ve updated a couple of things i see” consus said “you could say that talk to me i have not heard of a new vampire lord in this area not since father abolished the rule before his death” he said “this vampire has taken it upon himself to become one and has taken to waging war to the surrounding groups, me and you and just two other groups are left he means to take the entire area and become an overlord” consus said

“There is nowhere in Darkholme you can go that you can’t be found. This is the Masters’ home. Each of them will claim their portion of tribute. Without it, they will not be able to join with the welding.” “Can the Masters reserve their part of the tribute?” He looked at me with a confused expression again. “Reserve?” “Yes. Can they choose particular people as exclusive to them?” “They can,” said 288. “Master Cheng has already claimed one of the females as his.” It made sense that Cheng would pick Mandy. The other Masters probably assumed he had a taste for big boobs (which he did, although not in the way they thought). If he could make a claim on the rest of us, we might not get swept up in

The only thing keeping me in my seat is the happiness I can feel rolling off Elle; she’s in her element right now and my need to protect her is overpowered by the need to give her happiness. “You really are so fucking slow.” Harmon taunts Elle. “They can’t clone male versions of shifters, but humans, well thats a different story. He makes little versions of himself and raises them up to believe what he believes; he dies and they take over. The Master will never be gone because they just keep remaking him.” I swear to the Moon Goddess, you can hear a mouse squeak with the silence that follows Harmon’s hissed words. The Master isn’t immortal; he’s just a crazy bastard who literally raises hims

He looked offended and confused at the same time when Zachary’s men were laughing at him. He didn’t understand why they were so calm about this. His boss got that that young master’s red card and Zachary Dawson was not supposed to be this calm. Not to mention he seemed to bring only ten of his men. “You ugly bastard! Who you are talking to our young master like that?!” They snapped at him, made him almost flinched. He was not supposed to be scared but that man they called young master Dawson stood so tall and mighty in the middle really bring out the different dark aura.

“Don’t push my decisiveness as being vulnerable, The Mistress was to die, she was going past her level and was cocky about it too simply because Master favored her.” “What master are you even talking about? Where is the master now that almost everyone holding together his empire is dead and their murderer is wandering about? Does he even exist?” “Don’t ask questions about the Master because I won’t tell you. The inner hierarchy of the witches have nothing to do with lowly werewolves like you.” She narrowed her eyes on her. “Don’t mention the fact that I led Aurora to Maverick again, it is your problem now, deal with it.”

"Do you think I'm making it up? Does it make any sense to you at all?" Sol sighed as he leaned back against the couch and ran his hands over his face. "I don't know, Mia. I have heard of vampires coercing humans before, but you said it would happen with pure-bloods as well. No vampire has the power to control the mind of another vampire. To cause coercion on such a large scale like an entire house staff…" I watched with slumped shoulders as Sol shook his head. "I'm not saying I don't believe you," he clarified for me, "but if it is the way you said, then it isn't like anything I have ever seen before. It may be a horrible ability."

I sigh with relief, feeling like I can breathe again. I have to figure out what I'm going to do about those men's threats. Everything is not fine. Especially because now, I can't stop myself from admitting that I've fallen in love with my vampire master. #

"Mireya's villa also has a group of high level vampires of unknown origin that are very strong in combat, so I will be injured. I still need to investigate those senior vampires, they are most likely from the blood bat clan." Noah said. If that's really the case, then it's possible that Duke Taz and Mireya were behind the previous descent into madness of the Bloods, but why would they do that? "Why did they attack you?" I looked at Noah and asked. "I think it might be the anger and hatred in Duke Taz's heart, so he wants to make me pay." Noah replied indifferently, not caring about Duke Taz trying to kill him. For a while, I didn't know what to say to Klopp.