Vampire Survivors Grimoire Novels & Stories

Unable to keep his eyes open any longer, they fluttered closed as his head fell to the side, his body loosened, his chest fell flat and his heart stopped beating. … "The next thing I knew, I woke up in some worn out bedroom at the top of some English tavern with Demitri standing above me. I knew I shouldn't have woken, so I questioned him and… Well, here I am. A vampire." Harley's eyes were wide with horror and her mouth opened in the shape of an O. She closed it again, biting her lip. She stayed silent and stood up. He stood up top, thinking that she had decided to leave. Instead, she did the last thing he ever expected her to do. She threw her arms around him in a hug, embracing him tightl

The pain was excruciating but there was nothing that I could do except to kneel there and vibrate soundlessly. As soon as whatever it was fell out of me, I slumped on the ground, panting heavily while gazing at the grimoire that I had just vomited. How did it get in there in the first place? . . As time went by, I fed on whatever it was that I could get my hands on, including the fruits. While hiding in the mountain, one of my many days in, there came heavy footsteps moving toward my makeshift rock house. Drawing the grimoire close to me was the first thing that entered my mind, and when the footsteps stopped right in front of the door, I shut my eyes. The grimoire was clutched against my po

A cry left my lips as I still felt the harsh blade of the jagged knife cut my hand. I could smell the blood leaking from my hand before I saw it—and so did everyone else. All the eyes of vampires, both pure-blood and half-blood alike, turned to the commotion we had caused at the bar. "Mia," Sol gasped as he lunged forward and grabbed my hand. ###

His face was so close to mine our noses were almost touching. "That's why you need to train your powers to be able to do it. The sacred book could only be open by you when you gain your full power or by someone else who managed to kill the chosen one. Once the book is open, a formula is written down inside. I know that the ingredients to it are a sample of the blood of each supernatural race. In order to do that you'll have to fight. Amaya, you can do this just believe in yourself. That's why I'm also here, to protect you. You're in good hands," he said to me while looking straight into my eyes. "Tell me, Damon, what happened to all of the chosen ones before me?" I asked making him sigh and

“Destroy them all.” I gripped onto his shirt as a battle exploded in the darkness, his men already getting the true heir to the Phantomhive family out of harm's way. The last thing I saw before the prince dragged me away from the line of fire was Elizabeth going down into the mud, surrounded by Silas’ men. Though my thoughts were elsewhere, what would happen to my saviour? Would Vincent survive? What happens to vampires who come up against diamond and live? Would he ever be the same?

"Vampires don't just roam the streets every night. There's a rhythm to their existence, like any other creature. They have their own patterns – feeding and hibernating. Jean may be evil, but he also chooses his moments. And I think he knows you’re smart enough to know that you can’t survive without them." Accius' words carried a sense of certainty, and I felt a weight lifting from my shoulders. “Well then, let’s proceed?” **** "Out of all the people in this world, there are only families who know of what the Grimoire contains. And in this time, your family keeps it safe. From what I heard, this grimoire is more than just a family heirloom. It's a reservoir of knowledge, a connection to a pow

_____________ "I'm Gremory, the oldest vampire alive in this town and all I want, is blood….I need to survive” Gremory spat, almost choking because of Asher's grip on his neck. "So? Aren't you aware of the law that separates werewolves from vampires and witchcraft?” Asher asked, exuding a powerful aura that seemed to weaken Gremory. "I just need to survive,” Gremory responded, his eyes slowly shutting as he struggled to catch his breath. Asher chuckled dryly before flinging him, causing Gremory to crash into a wooden table. "Why did you mention Manga?” Annatoria interrogated the prey that was struggling to survive.

detested crying and displaying my weakness; it was never a flattering appearance for me. I’ve always learnt to use my suffering as a source of strength. However, I found it difficult to maintain a harsh exterior at the moment. Dimitri let out a low growl that I heard. When I looked up at him, he was quivering with utter anger. It was Dimitri who said,“Bloody imbecile! If that bastard wasn’t dead I would kill him myself.” He took it quite seriously. “I wasn’t even sad when he was killed to be honest. A monster found me, the red dragon, he killed the bastard first before burning the entire house to the ground. That was when I fled town.” I remarked as I looked back at the residence. Let’s sim

“There were four Demigods who entered the royal tomb with me that day. I had killed three of them, but Archie had gotten away. I was able to kill three Demigods in a row, relying on the fact that those soldiers had depleted the majority of their vitality energy. The main purpose of the Souleater Grimoire was to assist me in learning the Bloody Spell. During the battle, I can absorb the vitality energy of others for my own use. It enabled me to eliminate them one by one.” “According to legend, each of the five books of wonders contains a unique skill,” Maxime explained. “The Song of the Empire has helped you in refining your domineering vitality energy. This grimoire has enabled you to learn

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?