Vampire Transformers Novels & Stories

It was a maid, she was trembling as she stared at the Alpha's body. “Y-you… You… Killed the Alpha. Y-you murdered Alpha Cassius…” She stuttered, trying to string her words together, her fingers trembling as she pointed at me. “Shut up or else I'll send you to go join him,” I interrupted her coldly, my eyebrows slightly raised and my whole demeanor screamed of blood. I heard footsteps rushing up the stairs, the maid had alerted them when she shouted. I would've stayed to fend them off given my power as the Vampire Queen but I was just an ordinary omega right now, a blood slave, with no power at all so I chose the easiest way out.

I lung forward, my claws slashing through the ways in my way, and he darts with supernatural speed, fangs bared and eyes ablaze. We collide and I fight with primal ferocity, and every blow I land him is in Adaline and Zoe's name, for the girls who have become mine in different ways, for hurting them, and trying to kill them. The battlefield has become a whirlwind of violence and destruction. I transform mid-battle, my body expanding and morphing to accomodate the person I truly am. I groal and roar, delighting as it blends with the screams of injured vampires. "She was mine!" Cyprus yells, and I grip his throat, wanting to tear it out from his body, but his claws dig into my hands, infecting

Another supernatural creature that followed was vampires, with even more terms and conditions. "No, Alpha," Dash said firmly. "As far as I know, shapeshifters don't always need to kill their victims to transform. They can even render them unconscious while they're borrowing their bodies." While Thiery was mulling over Dash's words, his car arrived at the mansion. A Gamma hurried over to his car. "All troops are assembled and ready to take orders, Alpha Thiery," said the Gamma named Jackson. "What about Alkon? Has he returned?" Thiery asked, getting out of the car and heading straight for the hall.

‌ Sabrina's voice trembled slightly as she mustered the courage to ask, "Andrei, when you mentioned other supernatural beings... does that include the vampires?" ‌ Andrei's expression softened, understanding the fear that gripped Sabrina's heart. He placed a reassuring hand on her arm, his touch grounding her in the present. "Yes, Sabrina, it does. Vampires are one of the many supernatural beings that exist in our world. While we strive for peace and coexistence, it's important to be aware of their presence and potential interactions with our pack." ‌ Sabrina's gaze dropped, her mind flooded with memories of the vampires' relentless pursuit. "Are they still after me? Will they come for us?"

I clenched my fist as they gripped the steering wheel; hearing about this was beginning to piss me off. “Did you know he actually turned a human into a vampire so he could use him as his little minion?” Without thinking, I slammed on the brakes and the car squealed to a stop. “What the hell did you say?” I asked, glaring at her. Her eyes were wide and alarmed; she visibly swallowed a lump in her throat. “He turned a human into a vampire so he could use him as his minion,” she said, her tone much softer. “He didn’t trust another rogue, so he made himself a follower.”

It was drawing in her energy—an infinity blade. He ran the blade over her throat, and I screamed. The world went silent. I panted and sobbed. I peered around. Everything was frozen. I could do it. I could rewrite time. I simply had to focus. Fear tried to crawl up my leg, but I knocked it down. I was a vampire and a wolf. I embraced both halves to make a whole. I pulled in a breath and drew energy from the ground, gathering it in my palms. I sent the energy out from my palms and all around. Time backed up, and backed up. It felt so slow and heavy, I didn’t know if I had the strength to save everyone.

Of course, since the thing that cut his tongue was a mystical weapon with a black series demon spirit inside, a demon spirit at the level below the spirits of hell generals was the same as the demon spirit in Alexis' mystical weapon, which was also a black series. The sound of explosions crashes and the howls of the werewolves continued to be heard along the way. Reinhardt didn't budge a bit, even though it sounded scary. "Of course, Damien's voice as he transforms into Dracula's form is a hundred times scarier than these voices." sure in my heart. And that is an undeniable fact. Because when Damien spoke in his Dracula mode, a single word he uttered always overlapped with hundreds of voices

I ask, and I watch Talvin nod his head yes. On his eighteenth birthday, Talvin had asked for one thing: to become a Vampire and be mated to Sydney. After becoming a vampire myself, I could not say no to him. “Please, guys?” Talvin whispers from the room. “It would be our honor.” Lawler agrees immediately. “I will help you in any way that I can,” I confirm as well. “Ok, let’s take them to dinner then,” Sydney confirms before going into the room to talk to them.

He missed him because the latter jumped over his head and attacked him from behind. Candy's jaw dropped and her eyes widened as she watched her saviour growled like he was in pain already. He was growling non stop until he transformed into a wolf. The wolf had brown hair over it and his remarkably swiftness aided him in holding his opponent down to the ground. He gradually tore his opponent into pieces until the vampire man no longer had a breath left in him. He let out a few pants and watched the figure lay motionlessly. He took out a fire box from his pocket and set the figure ablaze. Vampires could regenerate after being killed but burning them meant destroying their soul and body.

He's still as young and handsome as before, isn't he? As soon as Aurora finished speaking, both she and Maris burst into laughter. Vampires not only possess immortality but even their appearance is never affected by time. If Harvey had the characteristics of a pureblood vampire and kept the mature, elegant features of a thirty-year-old man, Maris and Samson seemed more childish than he was. When they became vampires, they were only twenty years old. However, because Maris always likes to wear heavy makeup, she looks older than her neighbor Samson.