Vampires In Oblivion Novels & Stories

June 8, 2003 – 16:45 They chuckled as they got deeper into the forest. The scent trail led them to a clearing and a hunter’s cabin at the back of it. They saw eight goblins playing cards outside of the cabin. Coralis, Veronica and Eva stood behind the tree line and watched the goblins for a minute. “If the vampires involved don’t have a sunlight jewellery, they won’t stick their nose outside. We each kill two goblins, tie up the other two, and then we go into the cabin,” said Veronica.

Yet, among the myriad tales, two origins eclipse all others with their grotesque allure. The first speaks of a divine curse, where Cain, the Biblical figure marked by God, was condemned to an eternity of bloodlust. His once-human form twisted into a monstrous demon, cursed to wander the earth as the first vampyre. Over centuries, he donned countless identities, his latest mask being none other than William the Conqueror—a warlord whose thirst for blood was rivaled only by his hunger for power.

“My mother killed herself. She walked into the ocean. Vampires can’t drown.” “They can if their transformation is incomplete,” Vesper says. “They’re actually easier to kill than humans.” I can feel the blood drain from my face and my ears start to buzz. “Get out,” Aldric says to Vesper. The druid says something to his brother, but I can’t hear him. My head is filled with the sound of bees.

The dragon said as she waved her hands and the statue became dust. "Farewell, Leader of the Sakhorah Vampdragons, I hope to see you soon!" The Humanoid Dragon said and the mountain Door was open. Vic exited the Cave and he could see Spiro fighting with a beast, it was still a basic tier beast. "Gosh, this boy and his silver sword." Vic laughed to himself before remembering something, "Heck, my eyes." Vic had forgotten that his Vampdragon Eyes was still activated. He knew if Spiro could see him like this, he will be afraid of him.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

The woods whispered tales of old, and the echoes of the prophecy resonated in his mind, reminding him of the forbidden boundaries that governed his existence. Suddenly, a foreign scent wafted through the air, disrupting the familiar symphony of the forest. Intrigued yet wary, Adrian's golden eyes narrowed as they caught a glimpse of a figure gliding gracefully through the moonlit grove below. Recognizing the unmistakable aura of a vampire, his instincts bristled with a mix of curiosity and caution.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

Before Evelyn could respond, the girl’s body convulsed. Her veins glowed crimson beneath her skin then burst apart in a scream that tore through the air. Blood exploded, splattering across Evelyn’s visor. “Fall back!” she shouted. But it was already too late. From the darkness, dozens of creatures surged forward, turned Vampires, half-formed abominations with cracked skin and blank white eyes. They howled like rabid beasts and swarmed the squad. Gunfire erupted. Silver bullets split the air, each shot flashing in the dark but there were too many.

It was suddenly quiet which was strange, not even a sound of a cricket could be heard and Evelyn clutched my clothes. “Is th.. that also a squirrel?” “Shhh….not a word.” She nodded obediently and pressed her lips together while I kissed her hair. I wasn't good when it came to perceiving any scent aside from my mate but I couldn't miss this one. I've encountered them severally here; they even had the effrontery to barge into my Kingdom. This Vampire hunters were sturbborn as fuck!! Their scent swirled heavily in my nose and I held Evelyn closely, we stood there impatiently without moving and what happened next made my mate scream with horror.

All three of them spit on him, as if it was rehearsed. My feet moved on their own toward the pup and in a couple large strides I scooped him up. He had a binky in his mouth and it moved, he was fast asleep. I cradled him to my chest and listened to Tyler gurgle, trying to breathe. Zach quickly slit the throat of the male he was holding and several others were killed by Shadows like a flash. Out of nowhere, the vamps fell from the sky. “Good work everyone, the demons will feast tonight,” Godfrey said, smiling.