Yugioh Vampires Novels & Stories

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

It was a feeling I hadn't been able to fully indulge in a long time. But vampire rogues went against the VHO and Vampire Society's common rules. They had risked the exposure of vampires to the world and were seen as a threat by both organizations. No one would miss a threat. I felt my teeth elongate in my mouth, the sharp points white and gleaming in the moon glow, and I could hear the blood rushing through the dead heart of the vampires in front of me. They must have fed recently. Still, with their thirst fully quenched, they were no match for me. I dodged their attacks as slow as they came and dealt my own brutal ones in response. Long nails slashed at their sides and bled them out for all

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

Vampire Clans: Nerezza (neh-RET-tsah) – The founding bloodline of vampire academia, they value control, elegance, and superiority. Known for their mastery of illusion, shadow travel, and political manipulation. They often head prestigious houses like Nerezza Hall at Obscura Arcanum. Nyx (Niks) – Mysterious and ancient, descended from the primordial goddess of night. Members of Nyx are often oracles, seers, or necromancers, and their blood is rumored to grant glimpses into death itself. They don’t crave power, power craves them.

he said. “And so did i.” i said. We then got up to leave. And damien said. “Its best if you stop looking through the vampires for nikau. We didnt do anything. The vampires that are waging war on you is that ebony vampires. We, the noxus vampires may end up siding with them. So don not consider us as friends and we are not responsible for nikaus disappearance.”

The spire cracks—fissures spreading lightning-fast. Core exposed—pulsing vulnerable. I dive straight in. **Abyssal Canticle**—voice carrying through wards. Swarm screams—HP bars plummeting across HUD. *Ultimate: Swarm Debuff – ninety percent Resistance Down* Julian strikes the core—fangs sinking deep, draining the heart dry. Vampires tear it apart. Charges detonate. The spire explodes—black ichor raining, shockwave flattening lesser beasts. Nest dies—core imploding silent.

Though he understood them keeping it from the masses, he was livid with his parents for not filling him in on this new development. Once a vampire left their realm their bodies would begin to transform from within, removing their ability to walk under the sun . Slowly they would lose their minds and they developed an insatiable thirst for blood and sex. After being told these stories as children, no one ever thought of going there. That's why it had come as a big surprise when Griff suggested sneaking outside the realm for a short holiday. The car came to a smooth halt and Xander noticed a lonesome, tiny, dilapidated cabin and immediately frowned. Why had they stopped here? Did he want to sh

An unexpected blow knocked the Lord down and the vampire fell to his knees, convulsively drawing in air. Kyrian instantly found himself next to the Lord. The young man casually wiped the blood with his sleeve and offered his owner his hand, but the Lord waved him away. Having ordered the saint to be brought, Vragenn stood up and pierced the woman with the terrible gaze of a mad beast. With a sharp movement, Vragenn grabbed a silver dagger and plunged it to the hilt into his sister’s heart. “Goodbye, Valya...” he whispered and walked away. - Kirian! Hear me, it's me! Ilyana! – the girl pounded her clenched fists on the chest of the vampire holding her. Brown eyes looked at her sadly.

The battle was intense, but we fought bravely. The vampires and werewolves were locked in a fierce war, turning our peaceful grove into a battlefield. I stood in the midst of the chaos, watching as the vampires and werewolves clashed with ferocity. It was a brutal fight, with neither side giving in. In the midst of the chaos, I saw Don charging into the vampire horde. He fought valiantly, but unfortunately, a vampire managed to overpower him and sucked his life away. It was a heartbreaking loss, reminding us of the high stakes of this war.

thought Chaos. [Vampire Dragon Transformation: Level 2] A unique Ability that only someone with both the Vampire and the Dragon Bloodline can acquire, is the combination of Vampire Transformation and Dragon Transformation Abilities, which transform the user into a hybrid between a monstrous vampire and a large and strong dragon. While transforming, all of your Vampire and Dragon Abilities are enhanced by x1.5, while damage dealt is enhanced by x1.5, and damage received is reduced by x1.5, but Mana is constantly drained.