Romans & histoires Vampire: The Masquerade Novels

Vampire Clans: Nerezza (neh-RET-tsah) – The founding bloodline of vampire academia, they value control, elegance, and superiority. Known for their mastery of illusion, shadow travel, and political manipulation. They often head prestigious houses like Nerezza Hall at Obscura Arcanum. Nyx (Niks) – Mysterious and ancient, descended from the primordial goddess of night. Members of Nyx are often oracles, seers, or necromancers, and their blood is rumored to grant glimpses into death itself. They don’t crave power, power craves them.

I flipped through pages, but my mind wandered to her, knowing she was alseep and vulnerable in her cottage. I closed the book and returned it. I couldn’t research this away. No amount of lore could save what I’d already built. Instead, I walked out onto the balcony atop the study, overlooking the woods. Wind whipped my coat. Moonlight streamed through branches, casting sharp shadows across the ground. It looked peaceful and normal, for once. But Isaac’s words returned to my mind once again; “You have no idea what’s coming.” What was coming? A war, maybe. Edward’s shadows had been stirring. Vampire politics didn’t end with a throne abdicated. And now, Isabella had just become collateral.

All rights reserved Copyright by Alexa Valentina 2023 01. Prologue 02. the resurrection of the shadows 03. the pleasure of blood 04. The nature of his powers 05. Fated by darkness 06. the first army of vampires 07. the vampires' revenge and the dawn of victory 08. the power of eternal passion 09. the night of the revelations 10. Thirst for Blood 11. obsessive blood 12. Blood rules 13. Secrets of revenge 14. from pain to revenge 15. Rachel's revenge

Padma asked her with slightly furrowed brows when she saw her wet face. Kyra touched her face and was surprised that it was indeed wet. She slowly wiped it away and recollected what had happened in the old house. When the necklace gripped her, her eyes suddenly opened to another kind of world where she saw different factions of vampires. They called them covens and she saw each of them according to their names and their characters. She was surprised that there were more people like her and she never knew. Everything she saw and found herself in were real, but only that she was not there as Kyra, but as the one who owned the necklace, the one whom Bathilda mentioned her name to be Kathryn, he

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

For as long as I remember, vampires don’t take werewolves blood because of the connection between them, and same applies to werewolves. And for tears, she is sure that the connection hasn’t been broken by a vampire taking a werewolf blood or a werewolf taking from a vampire. For that, I seemed to like the idea of getting the two different species together, that’s if Noel had not brutally murdered my mother in front of my eyes. I wiped away the line tears that I had no idea were falling. It wasn’t very unusual of me to come and start crying, even though I do once in a while, it still felt so strange.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.

o is my fifth prey, he has abandoned his wife and children at his first house so he is always in his second house, I have to get going now, I took my car key and left for his house. As usual, he smiled widely immediately he sees me, he smiled to his death, he accommodated his destruction. I entered and sat on his bed I have twenty to thirty minutes left, I know he will want to play smart. Let's the game begins. I remove my bracelet and turned to a full vampiress, he wasn't looking at me before, "what is this?" he shouted immediately he saw the real Tiara in front of him. "What is happening here? Tiara is this you, remove this ugly mask you wore, it's irritating" he said smiling.