Warhammer 40k Vampires Novels & Stories

It wasn't what they agreed on. Vadim looked over his shoulder, and his gaze caught Silas, he tilted his head and Silas stepped toward him. Vadim whistled and Aiden looked at the entrance. Seconds later, twenty vampires armed with blades, axes, and daggers stormed in. “Not again!” Aiden complained.

"And you repaid me by betraying our kind to these animals." "Your kind," she shot back. "Not mine. I'm both. I'm neither. I'm done being your weapon." The vampire lord's smile vanished. "Then you're done being alive." He raised his hand. The shadows behind him surged forward—vampire warriors, dozens strong, moving with deadly speed. My father's roar cut through the night. "PROTECT THE HYBRID!" The pack met the vampires in a clash of fur and fang against cold flesh and ancient speed. The clearing exploded into chaos.

"She was the one who told me what werewolves were really called and why they decided to do such things." "According to the story, werewolves attack part of humans to blood beings, to..." he nodded. "That's a falsehood that writers accommodated to their whim. The truth is that the Unticinak are beings that protect the blood beings. They don't have that much difference from all of them, Elijah. Both the Unticinak and the vampires are souls that remain attached to the same being to whom they were sold." "He doesn't say that in any book. I'm disappointed that they lie like that," Za laughed a little at his indignation. "That doesn't make me laugh."

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

He wore a full black suit with a crimson red mantle that covered most of his lower face but did not muffle his voice; some sort of crest on the front, holding it in place. “No sir.” I whispered, struggling to hold myself on one knee; my master never made me stay like this for so long. The first vampire smiled wildly; his voice thick with the accent of old. “I am Sebastian Phantomhive and these are my children Elizabeth and Vincent.” I gasped, bolting upright as panic swept through me; the Phantomhive’s were the sworn enemy of my master, he hated them with every fibre of his being, and I was sure the feeling was mutual. They were the ones who began the war centuries ago, and there has been a

To talk about sacrifice, me myself is one of his prime sacrifices as I have been dead and invisible for the World. I m his only beloved son but for the sake of his Clutch, I have been hidden from the World. I have respect his decision forever and will do it eternally. I don’t know much but Lilith told me when I was born, the devil priest saw the waves destroying the sun in my eyes. Sun is considered the biggest frailty of Vampires and it was destroyed by the waves. That was the time it was decided, my mission to destroy the most powerful enemy of Vampires, Werewolves.

“They’re here.” A hush fell over the warriors. Across the ridge, black banners appeared tattered cloth bearing the sigil of the ancient bloodlines. Red-eyed figures lined the horizon row upon row of vampires, their armor blackened, their blades dripping with dark magic. Among them, towering bloodspawn snorted and snarled, muscles rippling beneath thick hides. And at the heart of the army, a figure in crimson and silver a vampire lord, tall and cold, with eyes that glowed like coals.

Forming new image. Bat-winged sigil. Massive. Burning across the entire horizon. Impossible to miss. Impossible to ignore. The vampires aren't just claiming blood-right. They're declaring war. And they want everyone to know it. In the distance, a bat-winged sigil burns upon the horizon.

I sprang up, launching myself onto his back. I heard a loud crack. Looking up I saw Seb sticking a long sliver stake into the vamps body. Everyone froze just watching the scene. The vampire beneath Seb began to shake and black smoke filtered from his mouth before he burst into a million pieces of ash. Wow totally was expecting that. Now it’s three against two . . . Also wasn’t expecting the vampire whose back I was on to grab my head and flip me off of him. He slammed my back to the ground. He brought his massive fist down but luckily I rolled out of the way in time.

"I just realized what Waylan had said. It's true you only acted just like a human and helps her there's nothing wrong about that. It's just that in a human world there's evil and there's angels too. Maybe it's time for us to forget that thing happens long ago." Vlahdy can't stop his tears from falling. "Thank you so much, Ranz," he said while holding his wound. "After all we're both vampires who will help each other if we're in danger." Suddenly a shouting voice was been heard. "What happened?" It was Waylan who is coming near them. She suddenly got near Vlahdy and check his wounds. "Ranz what have you done to him?" she shouted. "It's not me? Why do you always shout at me! And why do you cal