Vampire Paladin Novels & Stories

"Young one, the vampire and werewolf blood within you form a delicate balance. Unleashing your vampire side is not a decision to be taken lightly, as it carries both power and responsibility." Emily nodded, acknowledging the gravity of his words. She knew that her journey held risks and complexities, but her heart yearned to understand the full extent of her heritage. The monk continued, his voice echoing with ancient wisdom. "To reawaken your dormant vampire side, you must undergo a profound journey of self-discovery and embrace the depths of your dual nature. It is a path that will test your resolve and demand introspection." He instructed Emily to venture into the heart of the sanctuary,

he caused only bloodshed but nothing. Even now...vampires are walking on his path. Drinking blood for living longer, having everlasting youth and becoming more powerful is common among them. They are fighting for his left position, a position that was evaluated by his followers. A mere position that has no value over life. Still, they are killing each other for it. Outside the castle, burned bodies are letting out a disgusting smell and the smoke is covering the sky. It's morning now but somehow looks like it's afternoon already.

The higher the level of the Vampire, the better the stamina, but currently Harvey can only create poisons to kill C-class Vampires and below, and other Vampires must be killed by professional Vampire hunters themselves. Harvey is creating a new kind of poison that will cause B-level Vampires to die faster and stop their cell regeneration, but there is not much difference between the new and the old. so Harvey wasn't sure of his reasoning. If you want to be sure, you need to try it directly on a B-rank Vampire, but catching a surviving B-rank Vampire is not easy. Louis looked at the colorful glass jars, and asked, "How's everything going?" Harvey put on glasses and looked at the document Chad

While Chief searches underground, the junior roams around the outer of the greenhouse for the vampire. Then after some minutes, the chief got to the last place and opened the door to check and found out that the vampire was none other than one of the boys, he and junior talked in the evening. He is the quiet one and looks at them so silent also the person he took here and tried to kill by drinking blood is that vampire’s friend who spoke with the chief so bravely. After finding out, soon the chief started to shoot right straight at the vampire but its speed is so impressive that even it can able to dodge bullets so fine than escape so hard.

“What’s your position?” “I’m the Retriever,” he answered, which was a term I heard him using with the Nightwalkers before. “My role is to care for the new vampires and make sure they get the help they need so they don’t terrorize humans and compromise everything we work hard for. When a new vampire is created, or if a naturally born vampire turns 18, it’s my job to bring them to the vampire academy. I also help them adjust to their new life once they leave the academy as well. I was given the ability to not only manipulate minds, which makes it easy for me to get the new vampires to come along with me once I capture them, but I also have the ability to know when a new vampire has woken and w

I wanted to prove him wrong — but today, all I could do was watch. The first match began under the open sky, with an arena made of enchanted vines and silver dust. The energy in the air shimmered with power as both sides took positions. “First duel,” an elf announcer called. “Lyra Bloodworth, Vampire of Paranormal High versus Therion Vael, Fire Adept of Sylvaren!” Therion stepped forward — tall, graceful, with crimson eyes and a smirk that screamed arrogance. His hands burned with blue flame. “Try not to burn yourself, vampire,” he said smoothly.

Far away, beyond mountains and kingdoms, inside a palace of black stone, crimson eyes opened. The First Blood Vampire stood before a massive window. The full moon illuminated his pale face. For centuries, he had searched for a legend. A hybrid born of wolf and witch. A being capable of wielding powers unlike any other. Most believed the legend was a myth. He did not. And tonight, for the first time in years, he felt it. A pulse of ancient energy. Brief. But unmistakable. A slow smile appeared on his face. "Interesting." His crimson eyes gleamed.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.