Vampyr Jonathan Reid Novels & Stories

my father said, “there would’ve been no one left to lead the wolves. And we don’t do well without an Alpha. Without Jonathan, we’d have splintered. Volodymir would’ve used that chaos to crush us for siding with Adrian.” He looked at me, voice low. “So Adrian did the unthinkable.” My pulse slowed. My throat tightened. “A Strigoi’s venom is death to us. But Adrian isn’t Strigoi—not fully. And Jonathan was dying anyway. There was no harm in trying.” My father paused, then added, “Like he did for his mother... he did for Jonathan.” I leaned forward. “But Jonathan didn’t turn. The venom didn’t kill him—it healed him. Purged the silver. Strengthened him.”

In a room with black and red tones, an old, pale-skinned man was standing by the window. His gaze was fixed on the vast expanse of sky, the wind that occasionally blew against his black robe. Jason Victor is a vampire king who has been the leader of the vampire nation for years. She is a pure vampire with red irises and fangs in her teeth, her strength is never in doubt. Shortly after that, someone walked into the room, crouched down facing Jason while lowering her head. Sensing someone behind him, Jason turned slightly, still facing the window.

The overpowering scent of wolf caught my attention as the gates opened and Ryder drove inside. An old man stood by the bottom of the steps, a younger man’s arm under his elbow. “Ryder Grey! You are a sight for sore eyes my old friend!” “Gideon, it’s good to see you!” “You remember my son, Phillipe.” Ryder and the old man hugged briefly and he shook hands with the younger man, who was also smiling. Wolves and vampires eyed each other and Maxim climbed out when I did. The old man regarded me with a smile on his face even though I didn’t smile back.

He smiled at Elijah. “Well, we met Zachary Taylor. He told us about his undying love for our mother and he directed us to another vampire named, Amelia Rodney,” Elijah made known, rolling his eyes when he spoke of Zachary's undying love for his mother. “He said we would find her in Golden-ville.”

I can see the people rushing to get home before the curfew bell. It’s magical and freeing. Mere minutes later, we land on the deck where Johnathan waits for us. I look up at his handsome, yet familiar face, and break down, crying like I haven’t cried in a long time. “What did you do?” Johnathan scolds the vampire. “Nothing,” Kahn says, clearly offended. “Do you remember your first kill? Did you feel good about it?” “A little,” Johnathan admits. “How old were you?” “Fourteen. Another rogue attacked me.”

Clenching my fists, I continued searching for Jonathan, determined not to give up. “JONATHAN! JACI!” I shouted, hoping to get through to one of them. I need them to hear me. “Starting attempt thirty-one.” Another voice I recognized stated. Reed Hill? What the hell? In some way, it could make sense. Reed works as a chemist for Silvercloud. His expertise could be valuable in making a cure. But the other voice called it the Demonclaw virus. Reed doesn’t know about werewolves. I feel I’ve missed a lot if Reed has been brought into the fold of knowledge about our kind.

I guess she's still our friend after all. "I have something to tell you." I'm shocked. Rhea said more than three words to me. I'm getting kinda scared, is this about Sarah? "Sure, come in and have a seat." She closed the door behind her and came in. I put down the books in my hand and sat in front of her. I stared at her as if trying to collect information from a book, I was trying to guess what she wanted to say. She rubbed her palms together and looked me straight in the eye. Her seriousness is scaring the shit out of me but I'm trying to keep my cool, the future king of a vampire kingdom can not afford to be scared of a serious conversation.

She didn't return the smile, and reached for the door handle, surprised when he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the door. Harley gave him a questioning look, but before she could verbally ask him, the door was kicked open with a force that almost knocked it off its hinges. Mason stared past her, glaring at the person standing in the doorway; Julian. Though he was barely recognisable as the vampire he'd always known. His face had dropped and his irises were pure red, which only brought out the fact that he had not fed. Demitri hadn't been allowing the clan to feed properly, ensuring that they saved their thirst for this one night. Without a word, Mason moved so that he

Aiyanna smiled and said, “actually we are a kind of vampire, we are popularly known as the necromancers. Their eyes widened when they heard that and Gus said, “so, they are not a myth they do exist.” Aiyanna said, “yes, we do and just as the myth says we are really dangerous, powerful and amazing.” The two said, the four of them stared at each other before they jumped at each other and started to fight. Jayden sighed and started to look for Jonathan he looked around and used his vampire vision to search the area, Jonathan has to be somewhere around here and he cannot run far away not after he has lost his wolf. Jayden ran, in a certain direction and he soon heard some rustling and the voice