Vampire Reborn Novels & Stories

"Some of our scouts. They were moving away from the mountains to another tribe. They camped in the forest beside a road and that night they heard the loud sound. They rushed to the crash and saw someone leaping down from the high up road—" "High up?" "It was a mountain road—and stop interrupting. They knew it was a vampire but then they found Night. She had bled to the point of unconsciousness and they decided to save her so one of them became Lobo and bit her. It took several weeks for her to recover but when she did, she was grateful for her life. Lobo or human." "Lobos can impurify people by bite?" "Yes, and it's not called impurification. It's called rebirth."

the woman’s scream was cut short, silenced in an instant. The man was not drinking her blood; he was absorbing her very life force. In the blink of an eye, the woman’s body crumbled into black dust, scattered by the wind. “Long live Azazel!” the vampires cheered. "God, that’s horrific. What did he just do?" Rebbeca muttered from the shadows. "Wait... is he an elf? Why does his presence feel so vile?" “Rebbi! Rebbeca!” A moment later, James’s voice reached her from a short distance away. The Beta Lycan had managed to breach the illusory gate, but he had been spotted. Several vampires were already hot on his trail.

In a world teetering on the edge of collapse, I wasn't about to stake my life on his sense of morality. Perhaps when I tried hard to get back to him, he was already wearing a mask of sadness, telling everyone that I was dead. After all, Lina was his first love, his soulmate, the one he would never forget, no matter what. The distant howls of the undead grew louder, yet a strange calm settled over me. I had already been forged in fire. The relentless cruelty of my past life had stripped me of illusions and honed my survival instincts to the extreme.

He will have to somehow survive as a Caterpillar in this world filled with chaos. Vampire Overlord System in the Apocalypse: The Story of a young and bullied man born in an apocalyptic world, who is given the chance to become a Vampire and dominate this world as he pleases with a malicious and scheming mind! Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn as an Ice Dragon with a System: The Story of a young adult man who died buried in an avalanche and was suddenly given wishes based on his last desires, suddenly reincarnating in a Norse mythology-inspired cultivation world as an Ice Dragon with a System!

“I have never heard that term before.” “No,” Aaron admitted. “I was wondering that myself.” Christian cleared his throat, and Aaron wondered if he actually had the answer but was too timid to say anything in front of the female Hunter. Eventually, he said, “A ‘demonic’ Vampire is one that has returned from hell. In this case, we believe that Dracula is the reincarnation of Vlad the Impalor, one of the most violent Vampires of all time. Are you familiar?” Aaron and Catherine both nodded; of course, they knew about Vlad.

Dorian added, coming to stand protectively beside me. "I understand." A sad smile lifted Kenmei's lips. "A revenant is a changeling. Not quite human and not quite a vampire." At that word - vampire - all hell broke loose. The guys started shouting simultaneously about lies and fairytales. I pulled my knees to my chest and put my forehead on my kneecaps. Tears dripped from my eyes onto my jeans. I'd let the brothers figure this one out.

That was how hybrids came into existence with vampires marrying witches so as to increase their population. After years of peace, the first ever vampire werewolf hybrid was born. No one believed it was possible but it happened and that child was declared the strongest amongst all supernaturals. That child was prince Arthur, born of an Alpha wolf and an elite vampire. He left the palace as a kid to learn how to use his abilities and since then no one had heard from him, until this very moment. *** “Fine, what news?” Sheila asked and Elsa smiled brightly. “Prince Arthur is back! The royal counsel had announced it early this morning!” She gushed and Margery chuckled.

- I am not a vampire expert, but they are usually red, aren't they? - You are, in fact, an expert. - He laughed at her. - The color of my eyes shows that I am a pureblood, not a royal. - A pureblood? - She asked, confused. That meant nothing to her. - And I thought you were, in fact, an expert. What a disappointment. - Greg let out another laugh. - It means I was born a vampire. My parents are vampires. The ones you are thinking about were turned. We have not much in common. And there is one more thing that proves my identity. - He paused for a while, giving her time to solve the riddle.

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human. Carla strode in front of me and leaned provocatively, puckering her lips temptingly before my face. I snapped out of my thoughts at once, immediately turning to her attention. Her vampirism had made her superior seductive, and she possessed sharp senses. It was no wonder that she immediately knew something was distracting me. Now that she had my attention, she spoke her point. Carla wasn’t the Carla she used to be; she was now, like Arabelle, a reborn creature. She also possessed an aura of confidence that wasn’t existent before.