Vlad Plasmius Novels & Stories

“What’s your name?” “Elijah,” he said, and both Elena and I nodded, “Elijah Aslanov, at your service.” “Russian,” “Just like yourself, Pakhan.” He said, looking at me and Elena raised an eyebrow. “And you, Ms. Elena Valdez.” I looked at Elena and frowned in confusion before she looked away, her heart raced against her ribcage, and she took a deep breath before turning to the hybrid. “How do you know who I am?”

“See, just like us.” Kai nods. “The fact that he broke through the barrier alone shows me that he’s powerful, but he’s dying, so he won’t be much use to anyone. If it were me in his position, I would want solitude as my dying wish as well, so I’ll grant it.” He says, then turns on his heel as well. Vladimir has disappeared into the woods, a man who looks like Kai but is undoubtedly filled with hate and resentment. I can’t imagine living my life like that anymore, not now that I have Nova at my side.

‘I know…fine…and your not addressing me alpha anymore…’ “Well, you finally know who I am, so, yeah, there’s no point anymore about it.” He chuckled as he kept killing the fallen rogues before him. ‘Right…’ Vladimir went on the full fight as they were dividing the rush of the coming of the fallen rogues in the pack. Celestial Ceres was using her speed and her power was being the very tricky vampire that she could be - she always surprised them with her sudden or out-of-the-blue attacks. They were always being caught off guard and died easily. As the wolves from the pack finally made it to their side and help them to make the rush of the fallen rogues lessen, Vladimir suddenly stopped. He lite

My dad looked at Vlad from top to bottom before looking at his eyes again, “No way…” Vladimir chuckled, “Yes, Daniel. I’m his son. Vladimir Artem Ivanov, son of Mikhail Fedor Ivanov.” Shock was evident in everyone’s eyes when he said the last name ‘Ivanov’. Did I hear it right? But as far as I know, there was no heir after the death of Mikhail Ivanov, leader of the Russian mafia. Mikhail’s father, Damien Igor Ivanov, is the one who is managing everything now, and the worst father and leader that I have ever heard of.

"I am already at the Master Terminal, Aradaa. While you were playing hero in the dirt, I was taking back my city." Aradaa’s heart dropped. "Navia Tower. Vladya is there." "Vladya is a tool," the Architect said. "A sleeper command, woven into his DNA before you were even born. He didn't even know he was a traitor until the humming started. He has already opened the gates. The Vestige owns your manor. The formatting has begun." The projection started to fade, the blue light dimming. "You chose a single girl over a global empire. Now, you have neither."

Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on. If Hails’ my advisor, then Roman is my General. All my armies are his. Malachi is equally important. He is young, but he’s the one who keeps all our shit together. The eternal student handles every penny to the Vlademyre name and monitors every investment made by our clan. Clans and Families are different. Sort of immediate family versus cousins and others with several degrees of separation, if not linked to us by marriage. Any way, despite being the youngest, and possibly the most flamboyant vamp I’ve ever met, Kai keeps our businesses at pretty high gains.

“What lover? Is she really a loose character girl, Vlad? You must have known about her character last night.” Vladimir clenched his fingers tightly into a fist and left to see his wife leaving his confusing father and angry brother behind. “Valentina!” Mia sneered at her cousin. “Stop asking stupid questions!” “What's stupid about this?” She asked. “We all know what kind of man Bratva Pakhan is? People call him the Sinner. And Rose, she is a plain Jane unlike me. But given his ugly Scarred features he could get only her.” Valentina let out a giggle as if she made the joke.

When he saw this token, Keres’s pupils shrank ferociously all of a sudden. “My name is Vlad.” It was such a simple introduction, but it sounded like the death sentence from Hades to Keres. “V-V-Vlad!.” Keres could hear his tone quivering when he stammered out the name. Vlad was the young master of the Balch family, one of the Nine Great Creeds of the ancient martial arts world. In the Celestial Empire, he was also the number one genius of the younger generation of the ancient martial arts world. What was even worse was that Vlad’s cultivation was said to be at the pinnacle of the Transformation Realm. In this era, when Demigods were in hiding, Vlad could be considered invincible.

Then he will have twelve million bucks in his pocket and the recognition of the arrogant elite of the Dark Web. He poured himself a glass of red wine, closed his eyes and thought of a new life he will start in Morocco. Even his face will be new. He will make sure Rashid’s people will never bother him again. Vlad’s head flinched. His tablet produced a slight noise. It was Rashid. Vlad frowned. Fatty was sending someone to pick up the virus Ash had nicked from Grossman’s employee. Vlad hated to admit that his brain would never come up with anything remotely as good as Green Dragon. Rashid had decided to exchange Vlad’s hard earned Etera wallets for it. Bloody Ash. The snitch had reported Vlad

The man growled, and Valerie shook her head before taking a step forward. “You are making a mistake, father, and you know…” “I have no daughter like yourself, and you calling me father is…” His eyes widened in surprise, and a bullet, which was fired, took us off guard before his body dropped. I looked at my mate, and she shook her head before another one was fired. Vadim, who froze at the sight of his dead father, looked at us for a second before turning around to run. His heart raced, but I couldn’t help but frown when the man was forced into a stop that neither one of us calculated for.