Vampire Vikings Novels & Stories

"Let's see what they want first." The column stopped at the fortress gates. One vampire stepped forward—tall, silver-haired, with eyes the color of frozen blood. He looked up at us and smiled. "Hybrid," he called. "I've come with a message." "Then deliver it." "My name is Viktor. I served Seraphine for twelve hundred years. I watched you kill her. And now I'm here to offer you a choice." "What choice?" He gestured to the chained wolves. "These creatures refused to bend the knee to you. They stayed loyal to their true queen. They are traitors to your cause, and I offer them to you as a gift. Proof of my good faith."

My heart sank to my stomach with fear of losing my best friend when Anders got a call from them, saying they would like to know how he came about the venom since they had never come across such before. I laughed dryly at Victoria when she told me she believed the rogue that bit Eric was not just a vampire but a hybrid. I laughed because everybody knew mating between vampires and werewolves was banned and all countries had been purged of their offspring till none was left Hybrids have gone extinct many years before I was born and her telling me she believed the vampire was a hybrid is no different from if she tells me she saw a dinosaur. That's ridiculous and I think she was wrong in her thin

Ready for the kill. She turned and looked at her master, with eyes full of flames. Viktor slowly walked up to her, taking control of her mind. He let his fangs elongate, piercing Saphira's skin and starting to take her blood. Saphira kicked and screamed, trying to stab him with her knife. He easily flung the blade across the room, hearing the clanging as it hit the wooden floor and smashed into the corner of the room, leaving a trail of Emma's blood.

His castle, once a symbol of power and immortality, was now under siege. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow on the ancient stones, and Derek's heart filled with a mix of anger and determination. He would not allow these rogues to take what was rightfully his. Summoning his loyal allies, Derek took swift action. His trusted lieutenant, Cassandra, a fierce and cunning vampire with fiery red hair, stood beside him, ready to fight. She was a formidable warrior, her skills honed over the centuries. Behind them, a small band of loyal vampires prepared for battle. They were a family, bound not by blood but by their shared devotion to their lord.

Vic, the ruthless vampire leader, led his bloodthirsty cohorts through the streets, leaving devastation in their wake. Vic, his eyes glinting crimson in the sunlight, reveled in the pandemonium he unleashed. His voice, commanding and cold, echoed through the tumultuous scene. "Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!"

the hell are you going,i have been calling you but you have refused to answer me" ,'am sorry, just looking for a friend....(falls down) "Vicky!.. Vicky.... , she was lying on the ground soaked in blood ,she seemed to have been beaten by a vampire, "oh my God!!" i exclaimed "oh!!... God!!! Vicky!! Vicky!!! (shouts) , somebody help!!! someone please help!! .... please get help.... ( people gathering) everyone in the party had already started gathering around" everyone should shift give her some space,to receive air",. 'its the neck! shes wounded and she's loosening alot of blood!!... i exclaimed. We invited the ambulance in which they took the body to the hospital." i got to go grab a coffe,

“With speed I had never witnessed before, she turned my hand over and sank her teeth into the vulnerable flesh of the hand she still held. Her eyes didn’t show fear now, but an intense, pulsing, red lust. Pain exploded into my body, searing hot and agonizingly slow as her venom made its way into my bloodstream. The creature, for I didn’t have a word for her kind then, was still attached to my wrist, slurping my life’s blood before my eyes. I tried to shake her off, but my strength had deserted me. The last thing I remember was falling to the ground with the desolate thought that this was not the way a warrior from Valhalla would die. “But, I wasn't dead. I woke up the next morning feel

She is still mad even after her little nap, and for a good reason. “I owe you an apology.” I begin. Rolling to my side so I can look her in the eye, I continue. “What you did tonight, I know how you did it. I wanted to know if you knew how you did it.” “I did what any good person would do for those she loved and needed to care for.” “Maybe, but things that you did were well above what a human is capable of.” “What does that mean?” She asks, confused. “Well, my dear, I have a lot to tell you if you are willing to listen.” “Only if you will tell me what we are going to do about Sabastian will I listen to the rest of it.” “I will tell you right now. I am going to deploy a team to get Sabastian.

"She was the one who told me what werewolves were really called and why they decided to do such things." "According to the story, werewolves attack part of humans to blood beings, to..." he nodded. "That's a falsehood that writers accommodated to their whim. The truth is that the Unticinak are beings that protect the blood beings. They don't have that much difference from all of them, Elijah. Both the Unticinak and the vampires are souls that remain attached to the same being to whom they were sold." "He doesn't say that in any book. I'm disappointed that they lie like that," Za laughed a little at his indignation. "That doesn't make me laugh."

Finally, they reached a hidden chamber where the artifact lay: a dark, pulsating crystal that seemed to radiate malevolent energy. Viktor approached the crystal, his eyes gleaming with greed. “With this, we will take back our city.” He reached out and touched the crystal, and a surge of dark energy enveloped him. Viktor let out a roar as the power coursed through his veins, enhancing his strength and abilities. The other vampires watched in awe and fear as their leader transformed into a being of pure darkness. ---