Warhammer 40k Vampires Novels & Stories

It was the year 1781; there was a war raging between Vampires. It was the battle for the claim of the North, the North which was under my rule. So the Vampire that ruled the South decided that he shall attempt to overthrow my power and take over as Master. Now I could have told him from the start that such an attempt shall be futile, but yet he pushed forward. There was absolute carnage as the South crossed into our borders. Now in those years, you did not get the class of Vampire you get these days. They were utterly ruthless; there was nothing they would not do. It sickened me to see what my kind was capable of.

Thousands of Blood-Wraiths—the souls of the omegas the East had devoured—erupted from the sea, swarming our starlight-vessels. "Grey Pack! Defend the child!" Silas roared, but as he lunged at a wraith, his own fire-claws turned into obsidian blades that began to drink his own blood. The Vanguard was falling apart. The "Grey Virus" was turning our warriors into cannibals, their hunger overriding the "Mother’s Anchor". "Darlene, the key!" the Oracle’s voice screamed from the deck. She was standing by the mast, her silver-scarred eyes glowing with a reflected, bloody light. "The wooden key is the only thing that isn't made of blood! Use the Dry Fire!".

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

Must be a higher official's son. "Nice strategy but that won't work. You will easily be surrounded if you all clump together during a fight.", Clayton is talking about their stance. They must have thought staying together would make them a stronger force... Which is stupid for him. His eyes went pitch black while standing to let them know who he is. "H-hunter ...", One of the kids,probably their leader, finally recognized him. At least they still know what his eyes project. Hunters. That's what they call them. Creatures created to balance humanity and vampires. They are basically halves of each sides. They can eat like humans in a normal basis. They could also drink blood if they feel like i

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

His command echoed in the empty space as he took a handful of gulps of the blood given to him. Reid motioned one of his men and the vampire hiding his disgust ripped a part of his shirt before licking on it and wrapping it around her wound. Middle ranked vampires like Reid saliva had healing power while lowest ones like most servants couldn't heal anyone except themselves, and even their bodies would heal after many days and even months.

"Tige! I'm in trouble. I need you." "Frank, Tony, Keada, Cyrene, Kaniji—to my home! We're being attacked!" The air in the room seemed to thicken. Anyone with a sense of the supernatural could tell that something huge was about to happen. Before their eyes, Vampires began to appear. They dotted the room out of nowhere. Julie was first and didn't have to ask any questions. The sight of the roomful of werewolves was self-explanatory. Ran was a step behind her along with both of their Vampire assistants. They all stared at the werewolves, who were busy turning here and there trying to protect themselves on all sides from attack.

I decided to lie on the floor and use his lap as a pillow while he sat and leaned against the wall. "I have a lot to tell you, but you might not believe me, so let's cut some things out," I explained. I trust Red, but I know he'll be angry when he finds out my masters are vampires, and it'll be difficult for him to understand as I still don't understand most of it. "Spill the beans," he said, and I began telling him. "There are four siblings, with sir. Darenn being the youngest, the eldest being the heir to their companies, and the other two are twins," I explained.

🌹💦 Season 2🌹 Synopsis 🌹💦 _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THE FALL After the war,the vampires go into hideout because the demons has risen in a full fold. But their queen is not happy.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of horns in the distance, a haunting melody that sent shivers down everyone's spine. Eskaal gritting his teeth. “Prepare yourselves! Vampire forces approach.” A cloud of dust billowed on the horizon, growing larger with each passing second. The vampire army, a dark and formidable presence, came into view. Rancel and Cinhard, the cunning and ruthless duo, rode at the forefront of his army. Their crimson cloak billowed in the wind, and his eyes gleamed with a malevolent thirst for power. Rancel exuded an aura of dark magic that sent ripples through the land.