Vampire Masters Novels & Stories

very perplexed" He scratched his brow in frustration. 'Hey!! 'Are you even here?' Adrik waved his hand in front of his face, because he was lost in his own world. "Oh, senior, no, Mr. consiglier..." What the fuckk am I saying?! "What are you saying now? Come on, tell me how you found out about the V-m45." Adrik asked, impatiently awaiting his response. Darwin gave him a fake smile and pretended to think, but in reality he was shivering in fear and sweating cold sweat in fear. If he does not respond, he will undoubtedly kill him brutally, and the fact that he is a vampire shook him from within.

I begged as my own blood choked me. It’s as if she was possessed by something,as if she didn’t know what she was doing. “Why should I? Your people kept us in bondage, you suck humans as if you created them but it’ll end today, it’ll definitely end” she lamented as thunder stroke the clouds. “With the power invested in me,I make the vampires slaves,impotent before us” she yelled as my eyes began to close down. She watched me take my last breath as everything on Earth became blurry.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

They didn't know a vampire had taken advantage of the chaos to infiltrate their ranks. Silently, the vampire slipped through the area, scanning his surroundings. He had a clear goal in mind—to find the ancient journal that contained powerful secrets. With the journal in his possession, he believed he could please his master and his people could gain an advantage over the werewolves. So, he believed but he never really knew why he was sent to steal. Well, it didn't matter. It was his job to get it nonetheless. However, when the vampire reached the spot where the journal was usually kept, he discovered that it was gone. He was confused at first then he quickly had intense anger. The journal ha

“Another man was discovered dead in Piatra Cralului National Park. According to the police, a group of hikers discovered Jordan Lambert’s lifeless body on the forest road leading through Zărneşti Gorges. Like the previous killing reports, Mr. Lambert has also two bite marks on his neck that may be the cause of his death. The authorities are still investigating what is causing these killings in order to find the perpetrator as soon as possible. However, there is speculation that these killings are carried out by an incredible creature...vampires. However, we live in the twenty-first century, and vampires existed in the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. Is it possible that they are still ali

Instead, she went on, “Masters do change their preferences. It’s difficult to keep their attention forever.” Vanilla let out a wistful sigh and resigned her eyes to the floor, as if she was pained by the thought of her master losing interest in her. I bit back a laugh. Jealousy? Over a master? A vampire one at that. Did vampires even have hearts? I supposed I couldn’t judge Vanilla too harshly. It was better to feel love for a master than fear.

"Our master comes soon. He wishes to address your leaders directly." Her words rolled through the air like a stone dropped into a still pond. The effect was instant-confusion, disbelief, outrage rippled through the ranks. "Master?" one warrior spat. "What master?" "Who dares to summon us?" another barked. Growls broke out, some snapping their teeth in fury. The mention of a master chilled the air, for it implied allegiance to something greater, something powerful enough to bind vampires, witches, and humans together in obedience. My wolf bristled. Whoever could command such forces... was no ordinary foe.

"The Master had these rare moon-glow vipers harvested from the deep trenches of the territory just to keep your mind occupied. He has never spoiled a female like this." I stare at the three glowing, serpentine creatures cutting through the dark water. They are hypnotic, priceless, and highly toxic. My wolf doesn't feel spoiled; she feels trapped. "You do not look pleased, Ms. Nightbane," Amelia notes, her eyes narrowing. "I am ecstatic," I lie, my voice flat. "Have you run with the Master before?" she asks, unable to contain her suspicion any longer. "I have served the White line for seasons. He does not pull females from rivers and treat them like high-ranking Lunas without a reason."

I gritted out and I was about to transform when master dragged me to a corner. Pointing at two corpses he said, “These are the bodies of those two vampires who tried to save the human beings… Not all the vampires are bad Alex. Don’t forget that your wife is a Vampire too.” “But she never killed anyone…” “Exactly my point…” I looked at him in confusion. Why was it so difficult to understand what the master wanted me to do. “Calm down, Alex. Did you forget what you heard in the courtroom?” I shook my head vigorously. How could I? Each word was etched in my memory in such a way that I couldn’t forget it even if I wanted to.

Or, like me, you can become a master earlier because you exhibit great strength. Here I am a Master due to some fluke, but I'm nowhere near as strong as a thousand-year-old Vampire. It's not uncommon for someone to be turned into a Master one day and be dead the next. It's the nature of the game. The Masters are my police but also much of my headache. Vampires are a selfish breed, and having to answer to someone they look down their nose at is always a pain. Tyler flanking me makes it easy to keep them from jumping on me, and Julie with her sharpened senses can anticipate something foul like the countless traps I've avoided.