Viking Vampire Novels & Stories

The human cried out with a cold voice. ‘Who are you?...’ ‘I am a priest of the North, the hierarchy of the wolf clan, a presiding doctor of witches. You do not know me...?’ He tried to explain ‘You are a...’ Warrd couldn't help saying ‘Attack him.’ Warrd was interrupted as the second vampire ordered.

She is still mad even after her little nap, and for a good reason. “I owe you an apology.” I begin. Rolling to my side so I can look her in the eye, I continue. “What you did tonight, I know how you did it. I wanted to know if you knew how you did it.” “I did what any good person would do for those she loved and needed to care for.” “Maybe, but things that you did were well above what a human is capable of.” “What does that mean?” She asks, confused. “Well, my dear, I have a lot to tell you if you are willing to listen.” “Only if you will tell me what we are going to do about Sabastian will I listen to the rest of it.” “I will tell you right now. I am going to deploy a team to get Sabastian.

Adrien was right in front of me, looking at me reproachfully. "Vampires," I spoke out loud, chin up. "What prompted you to attack this pack?" The wolves looked at each other, totally confused, while a vampire settled in front of me. He was too tall, his hair was as dark as night, and his wood-colored eyes were genuinely captivating. He seemed to be the boss, the leader. "Who are you?" the vampire asked, sniffing my neck. Adrien tried to get closer, but I stopped him with a gesture. I had everything under control.

"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

“Clara claims she was chased by vampires. Red-eyed ones.” Viktor’s jaw tightened just slightly. “And you believe her?” “I believe she’s terrified,” I said evenly. “And I believe she saw something. But if you’re here, I’m guessing you’ve heard whispers yourself.” A muscle in his cheek ticked before he gave a slow nod. “There are…rumors. Stray reports from the northern covens. Vampires with crimson eyes, faster than the wind, leaving no scent. But they are not mine. None of my people have crossed your borders without permission.”

She locked eyes with me, and she shifted into an impressive gray wolf with green eyes. That was when I knew. She was a hybrid like me: Wolf and vampire. Though by birth, not by bite. She was as rare as I was.

Kristi moved toward the row of spruce, separating the boughs with her hands and getting ready to step to between them. Three shadowy figures moved easily through the dark woods, heading south and east. There were few paths here, but they weaved their way effortlessly among the leafless trees, making almost no sound. They could have moved faster—much faster—but they had no need for haste. The leader was a woman, short in stature, with full lips and black hair cut just below her chin. She looked to be in her twenties, but she was older, much older. Her name was Victoria, and she was nearly four hundred years old. She was a vampire. Victoria had been turned by an eccentric Austrian nobleman in

Maximus demanded "Two years ago I turned a girl. Not intentionally but that's another story. When she rose as a vampire her eyes were not black, nor red, but blue. Shortly after we discovered she is also kinetic-" .

I straightened my suit jacket and crouched down to his eye level. The wimp had tears leaking from his eyes ,blood running down his broken nose and a death wish for even referring to Dalia as that. I had a lot of score to settle with the fucker and I was just getting started. "So you do know where she is", I said and pressed down on his already broken nose. His scream filled the air. The wimp was a newly turned I guessed from just his screams. A long aged vampire would have been able to hold off his pain

- she added defiantly, the ball above her head getting bigger and bigger and lightning bolts appearing around it, thundering ominously. Mixtures of terror and anticipation appeared on the faces of the "Viking's" subjected vampires, as their eyes wandered from their leader to the growing ball of light. The blonde's face was impenetrable for several minutes like a marble sculpture, even from his eyes one could not read any emotion. He was looking at Miyuki with that blank eyes, as if he wanted to read from her face if she would be able to fulfill her threat. In the end, however, "Viking" closed his eyes and bowed his head to raise it after a few more seconds. This time he looked at Miyuki with