Vampires Wars Novels & Stories

Their goal was to reunite the fragments, to restore the Aeternum to their former glory. And they had been manipulating events for centuries to make it happen. "Look at this," Marcus showed Ivy a timeline he'd constructed. "Every hundred years, there's been a war. A major conflict that forces different supernatural species to interact, to interbreed, to mix bloodlines. The Vampire Wars of 1523. The Witch Hunts of 1623. The Great Pack Consolidation of 1723. The list goes on." "You think the Cult caused these wars?" "I think they orchestrated circumstances that made the wars inevitable. Creating pressure points, manipulating leaders, ensuring that bloodlines converged in specific ways."

"Maybe I will try to bring it up to her? I'm not certain..." Darwin and I were still thinking of how to solve the situation when a guard knocked on the door, and we opened it for him to enter. "Your Lordships, one of the informants from the Vampire's domain reported that the Vampires are planning a war... They are planning a very big war," he explained.

“You won’t. You may hate me, Valerius, but I don’t fear you. I defeated you once, and I’ll do it again.” His eyes narrowed, glowing brighter. “You should fear me. I am king. I am eternal. And you are nothing but a mistake.” I shook my head. “No. I am Luna. I am mate. I am power. And tonight, you’ll learn that I don’t break.” The tension snapped. Valerius raised his blade. “Kill them all!” The vampires roared, charging forward. The war began. The pack surged to meet them. Wolves shifted, claws tearing into the ground, howls echoing through the night. Witches raised their hands, spells flashing, fire bursting along the border.

Elena was about to complete what she was saying but Carlos Interrupted her. "No!" Carlos suddenly yells at Elena and everybody on the chopper looked at him. "We Vampires will never consume human blood, we had promise the mortal long time ago that we wouldn't hurt their descendants, and we will all live in peace with one another." Carlos revealed to Elena. "That was long time ago. Not now, that those damn werewolves are possibly trying to start a war between us again." Elena stated. "They are trying to start a war. Their loud mouth leader revealed it to me." Carlos revealed, and everybody in the chopper looked at him shock.

I knew his words were true. The Old World Neratomay didn't trust American vampires. Yep, even in the vampire world America didn't always get respect. They thought we were young and troublesome with our high profile vampire wars and continuing battles. Wars like those between the Bloods and the Crips were actually two rival vampire factions. And of course there were those hits on notorious and high profile human blood donors who didn't die from their impossible wounds. One such case was where a famous rapper had been shot several times and still lived. That incident was heard by an Elder level tribunal, and the rapper was forced to give up his fame and live in the underground where he still t

Recently, he had been using vampires to hunt his brother and Lynette and Silas had not questioned him whatsoever. “Assemble enough vampires. We are going to war.” Silas announced while Darius smirked as he bowed slightly. “Of course my lord.” Darius declared a little bit of sarcasm in his voice. Dark clouds covered the skies, stars were twinkling, and the woods were still except for the branches which swayed from left to right when the horrible wind blew past the outskirts. Lurking around the borders of Arcadia Falls were vampires, three of them, a sedan was heading toward them and they stood still peering at the windshield. Hearing the car horn blare, they stepped forward and their fangs dr

She shakes her head, looking between both Evangeline and me. “You are the true king. What you deem fit is what we shall abide by. We, Vampires, will never question your true command. We are but weapons at your disposal. War is sometimes imminent, but if it can be avoided, then why not take that option? But if we are to fight, all you need to do is give us the command.” “Vadam is dead, there will be no war. His attempt to destroy the werewolves will not go through.” I say firmly, standing up.

Detailed histories unfolded beneath her fingertips, chronicling centuries of conflict and fragile truces, ancient wars that reshaped territories, alliances forged in desperation, and betrayals that still echoed in the present day. The vampires were described not just as predators of the night but as the natural enemies of the werewolves, ancient rivals locked in an eternal struggle for dominance. The text explained that their enmity went beyond simple hatred, it was an elemental clash of existence, a battle for survival and supremacy that had stained the pages of history with blood and fire.

The elder vampire showed no sign of pain and glared up at Mason with the sickest smirk he'd ever worn. "Did you really think it'd be that easy?" Mason's eyes darkened and he watched as Demitri snapped his fingers, resulting in hordes of vampires pouring in from both sides. He immediately withdrew the sword from the elder vampire's chest and moved over to stand in front of Harley. His eyes barely left Demitri as he crouched down and put his hand to where blood had trickled down the right side of her head. He reached out a shaking hand and ran two fingers across the wounded area, smearing the blood and staining his fingers. The burning deep within his throat began to rise and his fangs began t

After all, she will be with these three for four years. “Are you perhaps…a vampire?” she blurted out. She wasn’t prejudiced of her race, but werewolves and vampires had histories of countless wars and deaths. Soon after, the leaders came into agreement, but there are still some vampires and wolves that are hostile to each other. Abegail laughed and answered ‘yes’.