Vampire Weapons Novels & Stories

Was that a whip? Recalling the first time we met, I remember my first thought was a hunter. It’s unusual for vampires told hold whips as weapons. Usually, we would use swords, bows, or guns. But something like a whip was unique. Trying to catch up, I move faster. Reaching the palace entrance, I suddenly see Liam flying back inside, crashing against the double doors. I look outside. Vampires scattered everywhere fought with wolves. What the hell? Why were the wolves attacking us?

"Victoria's execution has them spooked. They're accelerating the timeline. The purges will begin in three weeks." "Three weeks?" Dante's head snaps up. "That's not enough time to prepare." "Which is why I need your help. Both of you." Elena moves to a covered object in the corner, pulling off a tarp to reveal boxes of weapons, documents, and equipment. "I can't stop the Order alone. But together, with the right people, the right strategy—we have a chance." Sera examines the weapons. Military-grade, modified for supernatural use. Silver rounds, wolfsbane gas, UV grenades for vampires. "Where did you get all this?"

The weaponry the team had amassed for this hunt was impressive. Between the four different areas that were now involved, they were able to gather all kinds of firearms and even a few specially designed hand grenades that Christian had come up with, which sprayed a concentrated silver liquid that would potentially take out a Vampire without damaging the location of impact. While they’d never been used on a hunt before, the Guardian was clearly excited to try one out tonight, should the opportunity present itself, and as Aaron, Jamie, and Cale finished packing the last of the extra weapons into the back of one of Andrew’s vans, Christian explained how it had come about.

He spent some minutes in the bathroom and during that time, Camilla tried her best to gather strength and run away though she was very weak because Sebastian had almost drained all the blood she had in her body. "Camilla you can do this, he's taking some time in there. Just run for it!" She said inwardly as she struggled to wear her shorts and bra that were on the edge of the bed and make a run for it. She was finally able to wear them seconds later but she had a hard time standing on her two feet. Every part of her body felt weak and mustering up strength to run from this man will take a toll on her later but she didn't care at this point. All she wanted at this moment was to be away from S

Vampires were vulnerable to wooden stakes, it was one of the weapons that could kill it. "You little shit!" he glared at me. I pulled the dagger out of my leg and walked to him, limping. He tried pulling out the stake, but I didn't let him. I only pushed it in deeper, twisting and wiggling it, so it could rip through any flesh.

Savina, who was standing next to him, winced. The odd-eyed vampire smiled timidly. “Over the years, vampires develop immunity,” Alika continued. - Did you see Lord Tantario’s earrings? So, they are made of aspen. Yes, yes, exactly from her. And everything else is not scary for the High Vampire - except maybe silver. And then if it is not a cross or a small trinket, but at least some kind of dagger or sword. “Or an arrowhead,” added Savina. Alika shook her head.

He did not like to be questioned, especially when it came to the girl who had been haunting his dreams for a hundred years. "She is the one, and I can feel it in the way the moon shines when she is near the surface of the earth. I would burn the entire world to ash just to see her eyes look at me one more time, and no wolf is going to stop me from taking what is mine," Lucas said. He dropped her to the ground and he turned his back on her, dismissing her concerns as if they were nothing more than the buzzing of a fly. The vampires began to gather their weapons, which were made of black steel and silver that could cut through the thick fur of a werewolf. They were fast and they were quiet, an

The vampire looked at the palm of his hand that was holding the bullet from Reinhard, and there was a burning hole there. "This wound can't be healed. Looks like it's a mystical weapon. Are you from the rebel group that the kingdom has been hunting for all this time?" asked the vampire who didn't get an answer from Reinhard. "I guess so. That means I really have to exterminate you." Reinhard took out the two daggers that had been wrapped around his waist. The dagger is also a mystical weapon given by Damien. Seeing that Reinhard still had a mystical weapon besides the rifle he was holding earlier, the high-ranked vampire who was standing in front of him let out claws that seemed to be growin

Slowly walks towards the missing victim. A weapon with a wide wedge-shaped blade sparkles in the hand, a wooden insert is fixed in the middle of the spear, and sharp wooden wedges on the sides under the blades. The whole structure, resembling a cross between a spear and an ax blade, is mounted on a massive handle covered with wood. A vampire is standing behind the columns, he sees that in the hands of a hunter, He reads the inscriptions in the ancient language of the dark ones - this is the writing of werewolves carved on a spear - this weapon was created to kill vampires. Oblong stones, gleaming in the handle, they slow down the vampires, a special tree infects the flesh of the undead, caus

I’d given my Dads descriptions of every vampire I’d seen, as in-depth as I could muster. As the woods neared I could have wept. I stumbled again, and grabbed onto a thin branch to steady myself. It was only half a performance, and I pulled myself upright with more strain than I’d expected. The branch broke in my hand, and I stared down at it. Even if I chopped her head off with the blade, it could re-attach itself. But wood – wood was the only thing that could truly kill a vampire. A slow smile stretched across my lips. Inadvertently, I’d picked a battlefield laden with weapons.