Vampiress Novels & Stories

Cut through the smog and iron was the unmistakable, intoxicating scent of dead winter roses and cold ozone. Emerging from the black smoke like a weightless, lethal phantom was Carmilla Dracul. The Vampire Commander’s vanguard had been driven down from the spires by a massive, drug-fueled wave of Shattered Alliance outcasts. She was a whirlwind of midnight-silk and flashing silver, her newly forged rapier dancing with a terrifying, mathematical precision. But she wasn't alone. Trailing closely behind her, using her advanced Sanguimancy to weave coiling, lethal tendrils of liquid blood, was Lady Cynthia Bathory.

It was a dossier of nightmares. "The Crimson Matron," Aaliyah read aloud, her voice tight with a mixture of professional fascination and genuine fear. "An Eastern European witch with advanced hemokinetic abilities. Specializes in blood rituals and generational curses. The Ledger notes she single-handedly brought down the entire vampiric House of Carpathia in a single night of bloodshed." An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen.

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

she asked, already bracing. I sipped my tea before answering. “Vampire.” Her eyebrows went up. “Like… full-on?” “Fangs, blood, eternal brooding. Yeah.” She leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. “I knew he was weirdly intense.” “He’s also weirdly old.” That earned another laugh, shorter this time, but real. She rubbed her face with both hands. “So my ex-stepsister tried to ruin my life, my stepmother poisoned my father, my story was stolen, and now I’m a magical creature surrounded by more magical creatures.”

The presence here is so heavy, so I am becoming too nervous right now. I was just standing in front, looking around, waiting for something to happen. I took a deep sigh and then said, "Uhm, A pleasant day to you, our deity. I am the heiress of Vamparia, Celestine Duke, and I came again to this place to ask for your favor."

Slowly, he finishes with, “Yes, her name is Amber Parks.” “Oh good, she would be a fun addition. I liked her. She is something of a conidium, though. I could put my finger on it, but there is something different about her.” “She is a half-blood, hybrid vampire. I didn’t know until last night.” “Wow, that is a thing? I didn’t know that existed, Dom. I mean all these years, and that must be the first, right?”

As she lifted the hood and let the fabric pool back to the nape of her neck, one name struck her with recognition. Vera. The Vampiress of Wystendel. She was here. “Child,” Vera called to her sister. Her sister immediately turned to the lady and she saw the bite marks upon her sister’s neck. Blood smeared down her skin, dripping on the fabric of her dress. “It is time to take our leave. Stop toying with your prey.”

"This is the creature that killed my mom. He got away and I want to find him and kill him. But I don't know how." "Are you certain that he really is the man the killed your mom?" Mikel let Patricia sit down. "Baby girl, it's been a decade. How sure are you that he is an actual person? He might already be dead." "He is a vampire." Patricia stated. "Scott confirmed to me that vampires exist and they have used some kind of mojo on you so you seem to forget about Stanley." She state seriously. "I know I sound stupid but I'm sure that it's not just my imagination. It's a fact that vampires exist and my nightmares are memories that are trying to resurface giving me a warning to be careful. I feel

I stepped back from him, shaking my head, “Aiday,” Dad muttered, I looked at him, “It has to be a daughter of an Alpha and the Prince of the Vampires.” Jackson finished. I felt like I had just been punched in the gut. I was racking my brain, thinking about all of the packs, and not one of the Alpha’s had daughters, not one except...me…

” I paused and kissed Rosaria’s neck and she sighed. “She passed through the battle field and wrinkled her nose at the stench of blood. From the puncture wounds on the throats of the victims, she could tell that the scene was caused by vampires. Ancient blood sucking beings that were cursed to live in the dark. She a heard a grunt and immediately realized someone was still alive. Walking towards the sound, she was mesmerized by the young man who lay down choking on his own blood. He opened his eyes ever so slightly and she was fascinated by his blue eyes, you could call it love at first sight.