Victorian Vampires Novels & Stories

She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but her mind was plagued with terrifying images of Selena and her army of the dead. In her dream, Lady Victoria found herself in a dark and ominous forest. The trees were twisted and gnarled, and the air was thick with the stench of death. She could sense that Selena was nearby, and she was conjuring something terrible. Lady Victoria followed the sound of chanting and found Selena standing in the center of a clearing. She was surrounded by the corpses of werewolves and vampires, and they were slowly rising to their feet, their eyes glowing with an eerie blue light.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

He asked for his butler who was standing aside and watching his master to speak first. "List of the attacks happened within the Period of one month and it's shocking to know that there were many casualties by their attacks. One thing was more gruisome and terrifying to me was, that when these murders, i preferably say at the same time. Hardly much time left for a vampire to kill seven different humans at one time." "They have increased in numbers, but how? Are they trying necromancing?" Alaric remained on his side. "I am afraid that would be possible for an extinct vampire. They were brought back to dead somehow." Said the butler, Jonathan. "Damn, whitmores'!!…" Alaric hissed loudly.

It seems like I was the only one who could see it as Victor just pointed out the wounds on Victoria's stomach and face. I instantly stood on my hind legs so that Victor would fall out of the room, then I closed the door right away and locked it using my claws and head. It was a bit difficult to do so, but thankfully I managed. He furiously banged his hands on the door, begging and even threatening me to let him in, but I just let him be as I could not do as he requested. By the exact moment that I closed the door, I had released my hostile pheromones right away. The very same pheromones that I emitted a while ago when I finished off those undead soldiers. I saw Victoria's almost lifeless bod

When the fog settled, we were back in the Victorian era, right when the man was ordering for my copy to be killed. Right before the first knight could stride my clone down, giant wolves leapt through the windows, their paws crunching the broken glass on the ground. The wolves fought with the knights, and then a darker figure floated into view from the darkness in the corner. He was a vampire. I could tell from the red tint in his eyes. He looked lethal, glaring at the old man who struck the woman down, but when she saw the vampire, she got up and ran to him. She wasn’t scared. She clung to him like I would cling to Mick or Miles.

But his eyes were sharp, a startlingly clear and venomous blue. "Ardonis," the old vampire, Victor, rasped, his voice like gravel. "Bringing humans into my home. Have you no shame?" He squints at us. “Let me guess. The runaway wife. And—” his gaze flicks to Xavier “—whatever this one is supposed to be.” “How did you? —" “Gossip magazines you bloody fool. I’m old not dead!” he snaps. "Fine. They're with me, Victor. They need your help."

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

he added and laughed evilly. "You sick bastard!" Cassandra yelled. "Not really, just a bored vampire," Hecatos said and shrugged. Alekxia lost her focus, and Hecatos found a way to counter her. He held both of her arms, and with her superhuman strength, he punched Alekxia, making her kneeled on the ground, coughing up blood.

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared