Warhammer 40k Vampires Novels & Stories

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

Alaric began to move towards Dr Sam in a slow but domineering manner , this made Dr Sam keep on moving back till he entered the rays of light coming from the window. "Aren't you vampires allergic to sunlight?" Dr Sam said in fear. His statement made Alaric realize something, the vampire who was betraying them is a low level Vampire who would probably be a few decades old . Vampires indeed had special powers that grew with age. A vampire who is about three centuries old would be able to walk in sunlight with minimum adverse effect . With decades , he would be able to blend as a human walking comfortably in sunlight, but a vampire who's a few decades old wouldn't be able to withstand the heat

She said and sighed once more. "In the past there were so many different creatures. Their were vampires , warlocks, witches, fairies and even mermaids, but there was never any wolves or lucan. See lucans were only placed on the earth when the Great War came. Vampires were always peaceful, they fed off of animals, but one night a group of vampires were attacked by warlocks, for a reason we don't know, and eventhough warlocks were powerful, the vampires were to fast. Rafael the clan leader of the vampires ,bit into a warlock and when he tasted the warlocks blood, he went mad. The powers of a warlock lives inside of him. So when Rafael drew the warlocks blood he also drew the warlocks power. It

Resa called out to her but got no reply. "Ariel?" Resa said shaking her this time "How?" Ariel asked and Resa answered "We can't really control or change what we are meant to be Ariel" "What do you mean by we?" Ariel said glaring at the woman beside her "Ohhh Ariel...I'm a vampire and since your mother was a witch, you are one too" Resa said and Ariel looked frustrated and worked up.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

It gathered around, thickening and bristling so that all who came in contact with it were immediately rebuffed by its scorching heat and rough edges. The vampires waged a bloody war against the Brevians, ripping off flesh and digging out hearts. They fed on the blood of their victims after every kill, thereby getting stronger and fiercer. The Brevians fled for their lives after seeing their comrades drop down in alarming amounts. The vampires chased after them, killing them with shocking speed. By midnight, over five thousand Brevian soldiers lay dead. The vampires fed on their blood until they could drink no longer then they faced the Jaresh empire's central city.

"They're the Thanes. They're supposed to be unstoppable there were last year's winners." I thought for a moment. "How come I'm the only human here?" I asked. Lyra's expression turned serious. "You're right; you can't join the Vampires. They might lose control, especially during the game. The scent of blood drives them wild." She bit her lip. "And the Witches might curse you. The werewolf will are quite overwhelming for you." I smiled mischievously. "Seems like I'm just a spectator," I said. Lyra's eyes widened.

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

"No. You see, the world is not as it appears. There is more to it than meets the eye, things that most humans do not understand…" "Dad, can you please speak English?" "Right. Beyond what most can see, lies a world of evil. Creatures roam the earth, claiming victims and draining their blood…" "You mean vampires?" "Yes. Vampires." "Hmm… are you feeling alright?" "What? Yes! Now, listen… Many centuries ago; long before my time, or even my father's time there were two brothers. Clayton and Dominic Lawrence. They were human, living their lives just like everyone else during that era…"