Vampire The Masquerade Traditions Novels & Stories

" I then slipped my tongue between his lips for a taste of his hot mouth. I stared into his eyes as my fingers worked the buttons of his shirt open. "But mostly you needed to learn control because when we come together this time, Levi, it will not be making love," I pushed his shirt off his shoulders to fall into the floor, "it will be mating as vampires."

he asked with a grin. His question took me by surprise. I mean it’s only supper, right? “Well, is there anything special I should expect?” He laughed and began, “Well, there is this tradition for us lycanthropes, and it would make me very happy and proud if you let me do it.” I was curious to know what this tradition was. “Well, it depends on what this tradition is.” I told him with a smirk to tease him. Sam continued. “It’s a tradition for a wolf to feed his mate in front of his family, to show everyone he will always take care of her.” He said while blushing a little.

Sighing with displeasure she took her seat. Etiquette and Manners class stinks. It is to make sure you knew what the rules and expectations are of the Citadel. The Male vampires are taught to respect and abide by the rules set by the Council. Females are taught that every 10 years you are allowed to breed and not run around popping kids out and be respectful. Vampires are not to stray into the New Year. Meaning no high technologies allowed in front of the Council Members and King. No piercing of any kind other the standard piercing of ears. Absolutely no tattoos, no music outside of classical.

” Patting Jamie's hair " You abandoned me in the dream,” Jamie complained and sulked " No, no I can't abandon you, it won't happen, don't think much of it,” Lucien coaxed, he knew too well that he wasn't planning on abandoning anyone but they are many things that are prone to happen which he couldn't expose now The world of vampires isn't a bed of roses, a bond between a vampire and a human being was so disadvantageous, it was almost forbidden.

Give the students something to celebrate so they forget they were being drugged at dinner. The Masquerade wasn't just a party. In the manuscript, it was described as the "Freshman Crucible." It was a freshmen-only rite where masks allowed for anonymity, but the quality of one's attire and the power of one's aura determined the social hierarchy for the rest of the year. It was where alliances were sealed with a dance and reputations were assassinated over flutes of enchanted nectar.

Faith asked to fill the awkward silence. "Obviously. Kalen, my one, and I have wanted a baby for a long time." "What's a 'one'?" Faith asked. "Well, vampires don't marry; they have soul mates. When you find your soul mate, you mark each other, claiming them as yours, and you as theirs. They are your One, forever and ever. Infidelity is a crime punishable by death. When you have found your One you are called 'bonded' vampires, and become more powerful now that you are united with your other half. Also any normal vampire can only create offspring with their One, however royalty are obviously more powerful and can reproduce with anyone." Katherine explained calmly as if she were just talking ab

“It shows their commitment to help one another.” “Do they have to use blood though?Can’t they just like,sign a document or something?” I chuckled in spite of myself.“Because blood and nature are what we are proud of.This is the highest courtesy.” Johnson showed a look that was somewhere between understanding and being unable to accept. “And,it’s traditional,”I told him.“Werewolves are ancient.Some of these things won’t make sense to you.But they make perfect sense to us.To be honest,I don't know much about Lycans.I don't know what rules your kind has,but I'm sure there are some very traditional customs.After all,the history of the Lycan is much older and more mysterious.”

“No problem. It’s good to see you smile. Much better than you moping around the house all day long. The way you’re stuck to the house, you’ll be growing mushrooms soon.” He takes a look at the grandfather clock tucked in the corner of the living room and jumps up excitedly. “We have to go, or we’ll be late for the masquerade party.” The masquerade party is an annual event where members of different packs come together to mingle around in hopes of meeting new friends and finding their mates. Basically, it’s like an open blind date where you can hook up with anyone you fancy at the party. In all my twenty years of life, I have never once attended the party but Ares has. He attends it every sin

"The Vampires aren't moving like an army. They’re moving like a plague. They’ve bypassed the traditional mountain passes and are using the 'Shadow Roads'—tunnels that haven't been opened since the First Age." Lady Morana stood at the head of the table, her face grimmer than usual. "They seek the Origin Flame. The Vampire King, Malphas, believes that if he consumes the blood of a True White Wolf, he can walk in the sun. He wants to end the age of the Moon and bring about a thousand years of dusk."

“But the Lycan King didn’t want everyone knowing he was choosing a mate for himself so, he quietly sent out orders to all the Alphas to select the best and most eligible of maidens from their packs and have them show up at The Hunt!” I covered my mouth with my two hands in surprise. When it comes to finding and claiming a mate, werewolves, and lycans differ in tradition. Werewolves had something called, ‘The Claiming’ – a ceremony happening today where mates who had found or chosen each other publicly claim their mate as their own, at which point a marriage proposal follows immediately.