Vampires Oblivion Novels & Stories

Weres and a few surviving humans are fighting for their lives against the substandard performance of undead vamps and zombies, but we’re still very much overwhelmed. “Say goodnight, lovely. We’ve got some private celebrating to do.” Stop him before he ports! Tessa and I spring and see the vampire’s eyes widen in shock. “Why can’t I port!?” he demands, confused, then recovering quickly, melts and reappears beside the Horned God. “Let’s go, Pops. I’ll make do with you two until I can get the rest of you under control. Julian! Collect him!” There’s a wet sucking pop as a second vampire appears beside them, and stooping, shoulder’s the weakly flailing Horned God. Rising, he reaches toward Darby

Havoc reigned down on the Howling warrior pack as out of the woods poured a flood of shadows swarming into the wolves with inhuman speed. As Malik was knocked away from Santos, one word vibrated through the pack link...."VAMPYRES!" Malik tried to bite the ugly man zapping around him, but all he could do was growl in frustration as the fiend smiled, taunting him. Then as quickly as they attacked, they disappeared..leaving dead and wounded pack members writhing on the dirt in agony. Malik turned back to Santos, ready to finish what he started, but all that remained where the wolf used to lay was a black piece of paper.

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.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

I gulped down the lump in my throat, as I stared down at the image with my mouth trembling in fear. Reaching the book, I flipped it to the next page, revealing a more shocking truth. The image before me was a woman that has a mark on her body, it was like the bruise gotten from animal claws, but now everything is becoming clear, it isn't an animal but a vampire.

I was a vampire after all. It was a full moon night and this was my biggest opportunity to get done with my mission and return back to the underworld and ascend the throne. I had heard a thumbling sound like something just fell off the small hill. I had perceived a vampiric scent as I stepped out from hiding. I was to strike just immediately when the tributes were being sent to invisible claws park and if they had no vampire-werewolf then I will have to release the last order which was to invade the invisible claws park and slaughter whoever gets in their way.

He simply held my gaze for a heartbeat and nodded again. I watched as the electric-blue energy expanded, first crawling along the ground like glowing veins, then rising upward in arcs that began to form a dome-like circumference around the entire region. At first, it moved slowly. Then, as the brothers synchronized fully, the current accelerated, circling faster and faster until it became a continuous ring of blazing light. It was beautiful. And lethal. The beasts rumbled in approval. Then… The vampires emerged. They poured from hidden crevices and underground chambers like a dark tide rising. Pale faces. Red-rimmed eyes. Movements too fluid, too predatory. Some wore distorted modern clothin

"What are you talking about?" I asked Landon, my voice low but firm. I was about to turn and face him when he went in front of me himself. He towered over me, his eyes were dark and vicious looking straight into mine as if he wanted to look into my soul through them. I don't mind if he could. I don't care about anything else now. All I want is vengeance and I'm willing to do whatever it takes just to have that. "You heard me right, Eve. You have had vampire blood in you ever since you were born."

Louder, she continued, “You are to serve him tonight for dinner.” Vampires didn’t eat like other creatures. They needed blood to survive, preferably straight from the source. The tributes were mainly selected to be those blood wells. As werewolves could generally heal quickly, I imagined vampires could feast on them many times before the tributes finally succumbed. Knowing that, and knowing that I was the tribute selected to be Vampire Duke Damien’s blood pet, I guessed serving him for dinner meant that I would personally be the food, with my blood on the menu.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.