Vampire Prosecutor Novels & Stories

However, as soon as I stepped foot inside the place, I could tell something was off. Assuming a fighting stance, I let out a growl and attack the first movement on my right. I’m about to tear its head off when someone hits the lights and I’m face to face with one of my Prospects slapping my hand. “Chill, Pres,” he chokes with a red face and when I turn around, I see the faces of all the vamps in my club, including Valentine, who’s pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head.

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.

Hector vomits up blood as he falls to his knees, holding his clenching stomach. “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he cries out. The door opens. Rex walks in and sees the lifeless body. “I see you finally gave in to your natural instincts and killed the girl,” says Rex. “What did you do to me? You made me a monster and a murderer,” shouts Hector. “I made you a vampire. The sooner you accept that, the better it will be for you.” “I will never accept this.” Rex laughs. “I was right. You are going to be a challenge.”

Alaric was upset with the deal Adna proposed to him. Not that his blood wasn't weak to perform necromancing but he had no one to teach him. Alaric was sitting in his office, with his head in his hands. Behind the wall hangs a portrait of a woman. She was no other than the famous Zara Knight, Alaric's mother. Below the portrait, there was a wooden decor where all the trophies were placed. It was from her mother, she was a vampire hunter. She hunted more than hundred of rogue vampires who were supposedly a threat to the entire community.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

Alex said as he patted Liam on the shoulder. "Thanks Alex. I'm counting on you," Liam said with a smile. "So are we, Liam. Take care," Victoria said as she waved goodbye. Liam then left Alex and Victoria. They both went to Alex's car which was parked outside the hospital. They got into the car and Alex started the engine. "So what do you think of the case?" Alex asked Victoria as he drove the car out of the hospital. "I'm sure it's the work of a vampire. But I don't understand why the vampire only took the victim's blood and not her internal organs. Did he have a motive?" Victoria asked back.

She's always been chasing the mafia don and trying to chase the heart-pounding moment of when he deemed her fit to receive the blessing of becoming a vampire. "You—you're different," Federico had whispered in that wonderful, almost raspy voice of his. Federico had been the first to see what Alessia had always known to be true—that she was the most capable, beautiful, and powerful woman to ever exist. And then he brought Hailey here. Hailey, and not Alessia herself. Alessia sits straighter and meets Federico gaze with an innocent smile. "Very well, I can explain, Brother Federico—your new maid has offended me. Since she's no one special, she should be disposed of."

Standing here with the sun on my face and the smell of the vines in my lungs the Vane Woman felt like a character in a book I had finished reading a time ago. "Are you ready for what comes " Stephen asked softly. "The lawyers called again while you were with Marco. The state prosecutor wants a meeting in Rome week." I looked down at my hands— steady. "I’m ready " I said. "I’ll tell them everything. I’ll give them the ledgers, the names and the codes. I’ll burn the Black Wing to the ground if I have to long as it means the smoke doesn't reach this valley." "It won't " Stephen promised, stepping closer.

I don't remember anything, how I get here and how I did it? I think I'm in someone's office. I hid my body behind the thick curtains that covers the glass window. Someone came and I know him. He's our professor, Damon Salvatore. He's the vampire who killed teacher Dan. He's the killer of everyone and I have to kill him. He's holding a book I guess. It's a black book. I think it's a book of spell. He's walking back and forth like he is in big problem. He's biting his finger with his teeth and he casually frowned when needed.

Realizing that Stephen succeeded in sending his half-sisters out of vampire city, without letting anyone know, Vlad was so furious that he made Stephen an outcast. Deeply hurt by Vlad's actions, Stephen left the vampire city along with his mother and Stepfather. His most trusted follower Gregory, a boy he had known and helped since his human days, accompanied him. Together they somehow managed their finances and tried to keep low profile living among humans. Gregory's family was still in the vampire city and giving them updates now and then. Vlad and his army suspected that Prophecy could refer to the Phoenix, a once very powerful vampire with the ability to pass her powers to the next femal