Vampire Prosecutor Novels & Stories

They would prove us wrong. It was for these specific reasons that I could not possibly believe that such a beautiful face could belong to someone as awful as that. I looked at him again, his curious eyes were studying me, trying to decipher my reaction. And so, I took in a deep breathe and put on my best fake smirk, now adamant that I had to pull myself together. Now adamant that I was Katerina Drackon and he was Haydon Veneziano and that our names would make no difference. The only thing that truly mattered was that he and I were vampire and hunter, totally different. Besides, I hated vampires- especially cocky, self-centred narcissists. This meeting was just one big mistake. It must have b

One morning in October, 20XX Los Angeles, Neil Royce rushed in from outside, tacked under his arm a newspaper, banged on Uri Wayne's desk, and gasped for breath: "Uri, look what we have?" Uri Wayne was revising the document before approving it, glancing at the newspaper headline. "Another person has become a "Victim" of VAMPIRES! They really exist in human life?" Uri looked at the words Vampires highlighted in red, then back at Neil Royce, raising an eyebrow: "That's a good title!"

“You all know why I have called you here, there is a rather treacherous female vampire that has caused quite a stir for us all. Though the question remains, has she done enough to warrant war?” “We know that you mean Elizabeth Phantomhive, she has been a problem for many years, my prince. Why is it now that you wish to strike?” Came an unfamiliar thick Italian accent, though form the way he spoke, I guessed it to be Ezio’s father, Luka Caprotti. “And why is her brother present?” “Agreed, he should be in the dungeons, NOT our meeting.” Growled a female voice, though I couldn’t concentrate on that; something more pressing was eating away at me. “Or better yet, let me render him nothing but a p

Well…I had the audacity to go against the vampire king and one of the biggest Aristocrat’s in his court. I’m a well know lawyer in the vampire council and my disappearance from the public eye had caused quite an uproar, especially from those who’re supporting me against the Aristocrat, so I had to do an emergency press conference. And although my body had trembled, my mind not yet out of the trauma of what had been done to me, my voice had been steady when I’d announced that I won’t back down from this fight no matter who stood in my way.

The carriage started to move down the road to Alistair's home. The ride to the carriage was silent as each member were occupied with their thoughts. They got to the house and entered inside, Fife immediately poured himself a drink, he poured for the others as well and they all drank. "so, what just happened? How is he a vampire?", Elena asked. "I was born a vampire", Alistair answered. "don't you need to be bitten?", Theodore asked. "not all vampires are bitten. Some are born as well, the born vampires are more powerful",

—How the hell did this happen? I was out of control, full of rage, I wanted to smash everything in my path, the vampire council members, they took Antton and Dalton for the supposed crimes of turning two humans and for killing an original vampire and for killing the last gamma, yes, Antton killed my mother. something that seemed absurd if you ask me because if it wasn't for us now our heads would roll on the cold forest floor and not that guy's who used us for his own benefit.

She whipped her head around the direction of the wind when a large growl beamed near her as a large white and grey coloured wolf engulfed her head, tearing it apart and snatching her soul from its temporary host. "Mother! " Lucia screamed as she woke up abruptly from a profound dream. She was profusely sweating and panting. She held her head as a sharp pain passed her head. She trotted towards her study table grabbing her memoir, shuffling through the pages to find a paper that was half burnt and damaged over time.

My mother's evidence merged with my own into a single, comprehensive document that traced Victor Crane's predation from its origins thirty years ago to its most recent manifestation: me. I'd found a federal prosecutor through a contact of Naomi's. A woman named Catherine Wells who specialized in financial crimes and had a reputation for taking on powerful targets without flinching. I'd sent her a preliminary summary, anonymized, through encrypted channels. Her response was cautious but interested. "If the evidence supports even half of what you're describing, this is prosecutable. But I need everything airtight. Crane has the best lawyers money can buy." Everything airtight. My mother's word

Victoria sighed deeply and waved her hand in dismissal. "No one knows how to take a joke anymore" she muttered to herself before walking closer to me. "As you can tell, my name is Victoria. I am the vampire representative in The Council and I've been called to the scene to narrow down our suspect" she explained to me and Saige. "What can you do to do that?" I asked.

Blood Ties BY TANYA HUFF This is a great series that creates a love triangle of amazing power and tension. Blood Trail, Blood Price, Blood Lines, Blood Pact, Blood Debt. Victoria Nelson is a former cop forced to leave the force because of vision loss. She becomes a private eye in Toronto who often works with an active-duty cop, Celluci, who is clearly romantically interested in her. But she also teams up with Henry Fitzroy, the gorgeous bastard son of Henry VIII — and a 400-year-old vampire. (He works as a romance writer in the books, and as a graphic novelist in the TV series.) The three of them solve crimes, almost always with a supernatural twist. But the best part in both the books and t