Vampire Royalty Novels & Stories

Blake walked up to me, and grabbed my backpack. "What did she want?" I grabbed Blakes hand, and he didn't pull away. I liked Blake. He was kind like an older brother. " Her name..." He cut me off before I could finish. "I know who she is. She's a spoiled little brats. Her mother was one of the first nobles turned by the queen, after she grew bored of being the only female vampire. Queen Vera has 5 vampires she turned herself. Her husband being one of them. 3 guys, and 2 girls. They are considered her siblings. They are also considered the first nobles, while the queen is the original noble. Her father is a human who got turned by her mom to become a noble. I don't know if you know this, but

Especially from one being in particular. "PLEASE! PLEASE, NOOO!" A scream of a young woman echoed in the dead halls. A pair of male Betas yanked her with the shackles of the chains to her arms and legs. She dragged down the elegant red carpets of the castle, adorned in a soft carmine evening dress. Red is the color of royalty amongst Vampires. The most regal and seductive color of them all. A color that only they are drawn to.

she said, confirming my suspicions. The young vampire royal snarled, his long spiked teeth bearing, his eyes glowing golden red, as he yanked the chains, trying to put his strength to break off. His appearance further confirmed that not only was he a royal, but likely a prince of the pure blood of vampires, first blood in fact. I was disturbed that a pureblood like him, one of us, would be subjected to such suffering, but I had no choice. “DON’T YOU DARE!!!!!If you touch her!!!!!!..” he growled, yanking and trashing to be set free to charge Queen Rowena.

another replied, casting a wary glance toward the throne room. Fueled by these whispers, fear crept into the hearts of the kingdom’s elite, a fear that Darwin was all too happy to stoke. While outwardly maintaining his role as the king’s loyal Beta, Darwin secretly spread these rumors, seeding the idea that a new ruler—someone without the “volatile” Red Lycan blood—would bring stability to the kingdom.

This was my one and only chance at having my mate finally. With the royal beta duties, my job was not only to care for the execution of our pack but also oversee the decisions of other packs coming under the king's rule. This kept me so engaged, I never had time for meaningless flings or affairs. Especially knowing that my mate was out there, I waited. But how was it even possible? As far as I had heard, werewolves were only supposed to have werewolf mates. Then why her? How?

The process where each graduand from each arm presented their skill or a mind turning project that won them a one year internship by the scouters that were invited. "Well that's because Jacob St. Laurent will be attending this one", he proffered, causing all the blood to drain out my face. "What?", I choked out, letting go of my spoon. Jacob St. Laurent was the only descendant of one of the pure blood families. The Royal pure blood family to be exact. Jacob St. Laurent without question, was the King of Vampires. And he was going to be at the selection. The selection I wasn't even remotely prepared for.

“Well now…unlike you I’ll surely keep my words, just wait a bit and I’ll give you the torturous death that you deserve.” *Royalty is the current heir of the royals, the ones who hold all the powers and they do so till they have kids. The first child is always royalty. The royalty is what the vampires and werewolves are after and that’s why the royalty always hide in the dark but not this time.

Now the two spots at the table are between me and him. “Welcome Prince Mikhail Petrov, Princess Anya Petrova, Prince Gedeon Petrov. Glad you could make it,” Alpha Royce says with a smile that makes me wonder how he is relaxed when he has invited those that should be considered our worst enemies. Or so the storybooks say. I knew vampires existed, but most would not see one in their lifetime. They are a rare race and I doubt there are many left, but if these are royals… are they from the first line of vampires? Or self-titled?

Emily, driven by a thirst for knowledge and a relentless curiosity, had immersed herself in the study of vampire lore. Her research had led her to uncover intriguing clues about the enigmatic vampire queen, Sofia, and the possibility of accessing the throne that held immense power within the vampire realm. As Emily delved deeper into ancient texts and obscure manuscripts, she pieced together fragments of forgotten history. Legends whispered of a hidden ritual that, if performed correctly, would grant unparalleled authority and control over the vampire kingdom. It was said to be a path shrouded in darkness and treachery, where only the cunning and determined could succeed.

“You cannot beat me, so you hide behind elders.” My father’s voice echoed in my head, calm and disappointed and far more dangerous than anger. You have embarrassed this house. Until you learn restraint, your privileges are suspended. Privileges. Like blood. All I fucking did was claim that pathetic human and worst, I apologized to him and told him I like him… I’m fucking irritated by my past self. Royal vampire blood supply comes from the human world. Carefully regulated. Voluntary donors. Humans who need money sell their blood, and we consume it cleanly. No chaos. No deaths. No scandals. That is how power stays quiet.