Vampire Royalty Novels & Stories

At the priest's announcement, Vladimir's shoulders squared as if he was getting prepared for an upcoming battle. "I the King of Vampires, Vladimir Volkov had insanely, desperately, hopelessly fallen for this crafty witch standing beside me. Going against her will be directly a challenge to the Vampire throne and for those who had forgotten the consequences of offending the Vampire throne, my offering for my bride is a reminder for all of you." At the Kingly wave of his wrist, everyone saw Mercy emerging out of nowhere accompanied by two royal guards carrying a rectangular plate of solid gold in their hands with something round covered with red silk cloth on it.

Octavia murmured to herself but still loud enough for my ears. "What? What did you suspect?" I quickly demanded. I wanted to know what she was thinking. "Ordinary true-blood vampires are strong because they are born that way, but the royal ones are far beyond the estimated strength. Though, there are just a few of the royal families left in the ancient world. Their bloodlines are believed to be inherited from the original creator of the vampire race. That explains why you were awakened earlier, why you have characteristics of a real vampire even though you're just half-blood. Now everything falls into place."

Chapter One Inside the very large vampires' den, with a ray of light, penetrating in from nowhere, flashing on the throne, which was adorned with nothing, but gold, looking shiny and all beautiful. The atmosphere tensed up, as all the vampires in the den, stood on their feet, maintain a straight face, they all looked like they're waiting for someone. Minutes later, a violent wind filled the entire place, and slowly, a strong scent, filled every inch of the atmosphere, followed by a dark and intimidating aura, sending shivers down their spines. The atmosphere tensed up, as fear gripped all of them.

My hair has turned all white as it grew longer than 23 cm which has passed through my shoulders already. Aside from being an outcast at my University this is the biggest issue I am carrying right now. I also do not know why this thing suddenly happened to me but as soon as my 18th birthday came, my hair would always turn white whenever it grows longer than 23 cm. My parents immediately advised me to hide this from the coven as they hate weird things especially that their eyes are hot on me because I am a half-ling. A vampiress who never showed any power since she turned one. I never fear sunlight nor had the speed like the lightning. I can not hear human minds neither control them. I am just

“The tall lanky one was royalty and confirmed my suspicion. No vampire royalty is ever seen in the day for whatever reason. Only in cases of great importance which is a secret they are not aware that I know of.” “Why though? Why do they want my blood?”

I have to drive twenty minutes down the road to the countryside to get to the Royal Family's castle upon the hilltop. Our village is actually named after the King's great great grandmother Aurora. Funny thing is the King is the ruler of the Vampires Clans and Werewolves Packs. He is a hybrid which would make sense. The Queen is full blooded witch so she's the ruler over the witch covens. Which also makes a lot of sense, well to me it does.

Judging by the eerie energy, I could tell it belonged to the vampires. “This is the vampire class,” she said, and I scanned the room through the glass—and saw him. The same guy I had seen before, just like Thorne. He was stunning. Sinfully handsome. No, not big like Thorne—but painfully attractive. I literally forgot how to breathe. His thick, slightly tousled hair fell just above his eyes. A few strands brushed his forehead effortlessly, giving him a wild, irresistible look. “That’s Raven Valtor. He’s royalty. Future vampire king of the Blood-Moon Clan,” Callista explained. “In simple words—stay away unless you want to get burned.” she advised.

The tears she'd forced out hung awkwardly on her lashes. "Clara, get up. Thank your sister for her blessing." Father sighed in relief. "Th-thank you, sister." Clara bounced out happily. "Girls grow up so fast, hard to keep them around." Father joked, but when he turned and saw my cold face, he looked guilty. "Rowena, the only unmated heirs left from the ruling clans are the vampire lord Thorne and the elf prince Eldrin." "I think the elves aren't a bad pick. Their looks and status are way above the vampires."

royal clan Kyrian wiped Ilyana's lips with a white napkin. Lifting the girl from the chair, the young man threw back blond strands of hair over his shoulders, running his hand over silky, pale skin. Now the vampire kept his toy in a small room, whose windows were covered with a heavy curtain - the Lord wanted to create an unnaturally pale shade of the girl’s skin. So Ilyana will look like an angel descended from heaven, and vampires will look next to her as creatures close to God, not frightening with their pallor.

the Alpha asked. The queen glared briefly at the fairy who cowered in her chair with fear. She composed her face quickly and addressed the alliance. "There was no attack. There was a little misunderstanding and my son ran away from home and settled in the human town. We brought him back home and compensated the kingdom." "But that is against the rules, vampires are to feed from willing humans or human prisoners who have been sent to Salvatore. That is what the rule says." the Alpha replied. "That's enough now Alpha Rason. The matter has been settled. Besides I don't think humans are completely clueless about our world as we like to believe." King Reni spoke up.