Vampirina Boris Novels & Stories

She looks at me, and her cheeks gain colour. “And now we are going to have a vampire as a luna,” Boris laughs. I break our eye contact with effort. “Boris, who are you working with?” “What are you talking about?” He asks, trying to look all innocent. “I will ask the witches to check if there was another witch present here.” “I hope you are not talking about your puppets,” he spits. “Who are you calling puppets?” Diana and Valerie bark at him. “If the shoe fits,” he shrugs.

"I had a vision earlier—of your death, Joseph. You were poisoned by the vampire princess. I also had a vision of where you are. That's why I came here. To save you." Joseph's brow furrowed. "A princess?" "Yes," Marina said, walking back to her seat. "Her name is Irina, daughter of Count Viktor himself. She's on a quest to find the blood of the Pure-blooded Fairy to save her father from dying." Chris swore under his breath. "So it's true. Viktor's on his deathbed." Marina nodded. "Yes. He's approaching his ten-thousandth year. After that, vampires begin to rot from the inside. They shrivel to dust unless replenished by powerful blood magic."

Recognizing the unmistakable aura of a vampire, his instincts bristled with a mix of curiosity and caution. Seraphina, guided by an invisible thread of destiny, descended gracefully into a moonlit clearing, her wings folding as she touched down with an elegance befitting her immortal lineage. It was then that she saw him—Adrian, the werewolf whose reputation preceded him, stood before her, his gaze piercing through the veil of shadows with a mixture of suspicion and intrigue.

"Jet, I'm warning you to stay away from Ranz and I want to tell you that we're done already?" " Why? Is it because of Vlahdy? Do you know what the first time I saw that guy, there's something different from him? I sense that he's a vampire and once that ill know his real identity I'll gonna kill him right away." "How dare you! How can you know if he's a vampire or not? I'll tell you. You will never know the real identity of Vlahdy. Stay away from him!" "No, you are wrong! Do you see this? This is a perfume I made it to know who vampires are. This is a perfume I first use for Moana. After smelling it a vampire will collapse for a second but will gain consciousness after ten seconds. It's so

Leona sighed in resignation. In the next split second she stretched out her fingers in front of Ash who had just set his feet on Leona's right side. "Look! Can my fingernails give him such deep claws? The only female vampire with terrible fingernails is Irina Skarsgard." explained Leona at length.

At this time, Boris was too shocked by my appearance. Then, Boris pulled through. He acted with a start, transformed into his wolf, and attacked me. We grappled on the floor, and because I have superior strength as a Lycan, I was able to subdue Boris. I gained the upper hand and pinned him, hitting him with hard blows to the head. I was so busy fighting Boris and giving him the beating he deserved for turning traitor on me that I did not see Lyla coming to me with a syringe. The needle was dripping with fluid leaving tiny droplets on the floor.

"They are catastrophically wrong about the solution, but their grievance is not invented." I had been quiet through all of this, turning it over in my mind. There was something familiar about the shape of it, the way a legitimate wound had been twisted into a destructive ideology. I had seen it with Dr. Torres, had seen it with The Restored Order. Genuine pain weaponized into something harmful. "What do we know about their leadership?" Theodore asked. "One name. A woman called Nadia Voss. Born in Hungary, supernatural wolf lineage but permanently powerless from birth. Former academic, spent fifteen years studying supernatural sociology before she disappeared from public record four years ago

Finally, they reached a hidden chamber where the artifact lay: a dark, pulsating crystal that seemed to radiate malevolent energy. Viktor approached the crystal, his eyes gleaming with greed. “With this, we will take back our city.” He reached out and touched the crystal, and a surge of dark energy enveloped him. Viktor let out a roar as the power coursed through his veins, enhancing his strength and abilities. The other vampires watched in awe and fear as their leader transformed into a being of pure darkness. ---

"I love him, and I will never choose you before him and our child. To hell with you, Boris!" With that statement, Boris changed into his Lycan form. I didn't realise that Alphas were larger than normal werewolves, though I shouldn't have been surprised. What he did next surprised me, and it felt like my heart was ripped out of my body. "Anya!" I screamed in anguish with all my energy as Boris slashed her throat with his claws. "No!"

Vampire bloodlines were rare, and there had always been a strong emphasis on their descendants, so it would be odd if she were. The girl appeared to be very young, yet she had suffered abuse, judging by the scars on her arms and legs. I lifted the girl into my arms and decided to take her to see a doctor. Vampire wounds usually healed quickly, so why were hers so difficult to heal? I gently sat her in the passenger seat and closed the car door.