Vampire Vikings Novels & Stories

My voice shook with emotions, and cracked at times as I fought against the tears. “You are my best friend, my lover, and my soulmate. I love you more than words can say, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to always be there for you, to love you unconditionally, and to always put you first. You are my everything, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us. I love you always and forever, my viking.”

He simply let out a low, heavy breath, his massive shoulders squared against the damp chill as he led the way up into the dark. When they reached the stone platform, the storm was nothing more than a distant, rumbling bruise on the horizon, leaving the air thick with the sharp static of lightning and the scent of wet heather. Valarian stepped to the edge of the parapet, his tailored charcoal coat whipping around his thighs in the wind. When he turned back to face the Viking warrior, the playful, quick-witted grin was entirely gone. His hazel eyes were flashing with a sharp, primordial intensity—the terrifying aura of a vampire who had walked the earth for six centuries.

When he made his way through the door, he felt his heart stop beating. Willow was snuggled under the covers with the Vampire Karmina had told him about. They shared kisses and smiles as if they had been lovers forever. Roy watched as her eyes softened as she gazed at the man beside her. Her hand caressed his cheek, her thumb running across his lips. The Vampire's eyes swirled red and gold, his fangs growing slightly as he nicks her thumb. She let out a soft gasp as a drop of blood oozed out of the tiny wound and the Vampire licked it before kissing her again. His vision quickly retracted, his heart thundering in his chest as his mind was returned back to his home. The window he was gazing th

“Then, Vickie is not like many women, is she?” “No, sir,” Peter offered. “She is not.” Edmund looked at me. “Is this true? Do you believe him to be your soulmate?” When I nodded, he addressed Peter. “And you?” “She is my first and only love,” he boldly said. Edmund drummed the arm of the chair he was sitting in before he addressed us. “I have before me two highly intelligent, respected, and useful subjects. One has found a cure for vampirism and will, therefore, solve the dilemma of what to do with the newly turned who are so resistant as to become a detriment to our community and the other has developed a cure for werewolfism, as well as an immunity to the werewolf bite for vampires. It ju

King Thorvald asked, sitting on his throne. “No, Panya’s child and two of the lycan girls still remain,” the vampire said. “Then get on with it!” King Thorvald yelled. ‘Do they go out on a full moon? Why don’t I know about this?’ King Thorvald argued with himself. The vampire managed to take Zhara and Bleidd’s daughter followed by Nashwa and Kurt’s daughter. On his return from dropping Nashawa and Kurt’s daughter the sun caught up with him and he died leaving Chione and Vasili's daughter and Panya’s daughter, Phoebe.

I told him as I bit him until he died and turned into ash. Since the situation had calmed down, I rushed to check into Anastasia's tent myself. Hugo was fighting 5 middle-class vampires and 3 high-class vampires in his wolf form. His wolf, Erik, was a huge red wolf with brown eyes. Although Erik wasn't as big as Axel, it was capable of tearing 4 middle-class vampires apart easily.

Her eyes widened as if she believed I was calling her a liar. "Keep reading," I instructed, pointing to the text. Gwen continued to skim her fingers across the ruffled pages. “‘Some vampires can feed on humans and animals. If their eyes are gold in one setting but red in another, it's because they can feast on multiple types of prey’…Annnd…I'm confused.” "Viktor doesn't feast on humans when he's around Isabella,” I clarified. “That's why his eyes were gold when you saw him with her and red when you saw him with me. Viktor is from a different bread; his eyes can change multiple colors."

Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage. Anna Cheyenne, with her striking red hair and piercing green eyes, had always been the more adventurous of the two. She roamed the kingdom with a fierce determination, her laughter echoing through the ancient halls. Her heart, however, was tethered to a vampire named Elias, a noble with a mysterious past. Together, they explored the depths of their heritage, uncovering secrets long buried in the annals of vampire history. Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

They were enclosed by vampires who were snarling and gnashing their teeth ready to rip the huntress and his accomplices apart. “I have been anticipating you, Marissa Hunter.” Vadim smirked as he took a step forward.