Vampire Weapons Novels & Stories

As I moved after her, I watched Moira grab Valda and went to throw her out of her way like she was nothing. Valda was able to bring up a dagger and stab her with a blade made of twisted silver wrapped around wood. It could kill or wound any vampire or werewolf if it hits the right mark. It was a deadly weapon in the hands of an assassin. With the blade sticking out of the top of Moira's chest she screamed in agony before throwing Valda to the side. Valda hit her head against the stone wall before falling to the ground while groaning. Moira slowed down before looking at the blade to pull it out of herself. At the sight of where the blade was, her delicate white flash was turning to an ash-gra

“No, that just splinter. What they make is a bullet that shatters on impact with holly or yew splinters inside. I still would not want to be on the receiving end of that bullet with them as the splinters often ignite.” Ian made a retching sound of disgust. “What’s that for? Vampires?” “Among other beings. We still carry enchanted blades, of course. Nothing like a hand full of claws followed by a sword thrust.” “Bloodthirsty much?” “I am part beast.”

The power I wasn’t allowed to show had made itself known, it was pulsing through me, giving me exactly what I needed to take them down. Giving me the power to destroy the undead, to make sure that their existence was nothing more than a lie. Screams echoed through the small estate of houses as the vampires dropped to their knees, their skin burning and breaking away from their bodies. One by one, they fell onto their fronts on the grass, scorching the ground with their molten skin.

I gasped involuntarily, but kept quiet otherwise. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to tell Xavier how strong the current I could feel flowing through him was, or if I wanted to avoid provoking him any further. "You don't need them…" "These are weapons," Xavier spat out, tossing the knife into the air and catching it again, "and you've used those against the other vampires or in bad werewolves, haven't you?" He narrowed his eyes, glaring daggers at me. He was already shaking visibly, but I thought his pupils were dilated enough that it would be noticeable even by my light mage eyes.

A gun strapped to her leg, a dagger on her other. “I am working on getting two short swords. Not my weapon of choice. This bad boy is a Ruger LCP .380. It will stop a vampire cold if I load with wooden bullets. Those I custom-make to suit the vampire. The older ones, I need ash wood for the bullets. The younger the willow, sage, and cherry wood seem to stop them fine.” This was Rayne. Nix thought when the woman seemed to go into a trance about the gun and how to kill vampires. Nix worried that this woman was going nuts.

Stuard commanded. "So you really are just feral vampires after all. Everyone, get ready!" Arthur shouted, reaching for something at his waist. Bob and Tom immediately readied their garlic sprays—weapons that had proven far more effective than any firearm. "Attack!" Stuard roared. Arthur remained eerily calm. He unsheathed a sword from his hip, slashing through every vampire that lunged at him. "These are malevolent vampires! Finish them all!" he ordered his team, who had been equipped with specialized anti-vampire gear.

Ben Carter stared in horror at the horde rushing towards them like zombies outside the window. “Jack!” Aria suddenly screamed, “Right! Three o’clock! High energy! It’s the Council’s ‘puppet’!” A group of men in black, blending into the National Guard, ignored the chaotic gangsters, moving with ghostly speed, raising a specially made weapon that gleamed with silver light! “It’s ‘Aconite’ poison gas and ‘Silver Core’ armor-piercing rounds!” Jack instantly recognized the weapons; they were specifically designed for hunting werewolves!

"Die blood sucker!' The Hound cried striking out with his own sword decapitating the Vampire. Every Vampire who attacked The Hounds were facing the same fate, Whatever type of blood weapon they used simply disappeared, splattering to the ground back in it's liquid form, leaving them looking like a couple of crack pots who had charged the enemy with imaginary weapons. This was all due to Christopher's efforts when he was down in the dungeon. The miniature core he had created not only helped to fuel the gate summoning them all to The Darkness, but when he had the soldiers step through the core their specially made armor soaked in a fraction of the blood and magic from the core making the vampi

Mayavi said. “Quietly return my sword to me and I promise the only thing you will not lose is your life,” I said. Mayavi snapped her fingers and stepped back as the vampires stepped forwards. But instead of swords, they had muskets in their hands. I read about them in the reports related to Hazel’s death. The new weapons that were being used in Phantoria. The weapons that were used to kill Hazel and her maids were called rifles that were an improved version of muskets.