Novel & Cerita Demonic Vampires

There were at least six of them, moving among the trees with that blurred speed that made them look like ghosts. And with them, something else. Something big. The demon emerged from the forest like a stain of darkness taking shape. It was larger than the lesser demons described in the reports. Nearly eight feet tall, its skin like volcanic stone cracked with glowing lines of fire like veins of lava. Its eyes were burning yellow embers, and sulfurous vapor rolled from its open mouth, warping the air around it. The vampires flanked it. One held something small and glowing in his hand and murmured words I recognized immediately.

“It’s been years since we last dealt with a demon. Maybe this one has been around longer, worked out how to amp up the fear in its victims.” “Like the Soul Stealers,” I muttered. Everyone turned to look at me, and I realised they’d heard. “They’re a band of Dark Vampires – the worst of our kind,” I explained, and Kathrena nodded along beside me. “Light Vampires – like Kath and I – only take blood that’s given willingly, or we drink from animals. Dark Vampires take blood forcefully. The Soul Stealers are worse again – they create an environment of fear. They think it makes the life force in the blood more potent, making them more powerful.” “Well, there you go.” Herb clapped his hands togethe

I spoke up, earning multiple curses from my friends and family. "They're known as Darklings, vampires who do not possess a concrete bloodline from the Original Royal Family. Most of them are turned humans who have been corrupted by blood lust and a lack of the seal that imprints itself on every Vampire turned by one who is of true lineage blood. It seems the Dark Mages have altered them even more, corrupted their minds and enhanced their abilities to make them more dangerous than they usually are....Those foolish children. They shall pay for their error and for trying to alter goddess Hekate's laws."

“Is that a good thing?” “Of course! However, there's one problem.” his face became solemn, “all demon vampires could be extremely powerful but becoming too powerful is their flaw too. If the darkness becomes too much for them, it starts to manipulate them and once it gets full control of their minds, they go crazy. By crazy I mean, they become the hideous side of themselves, they become darker. Eventually, someone has to kill him since he'd be a danger to society and if Ivy is mated to him...” he trailed off not being able to complete his statement. “She dies with him?”

They shaped her into their best sword and shield against the Vampires. What a tragedy, really. “The thing with Dimitri is that he is not just a hunter. He is a psychopath,” His Majesty answered after a long silence. He leaned on his chair. “He and his apostles strongly believe that they have this duty to save the world from demons that they cannot distinguish between rogues and us. For them, all vampires are demons.

Abu was one of the great grim reapers, in fact the head if the grim reaper's empire, who collects the souls of the deaths, a male who has long white hair, full white eyes that you couldn’t even tell where he was staring at; he always wore a bright large black cloak, has a long scythe with blue flames around it, and most of all a huge black yet stunning wings, sometimes you found it creepy but his wings were unique compared to what we commonly imagine, it’s maybe dark and scary but some of them found it beautiful, lastly, there were always some black butterflies flying around him, they were the souls who were punished because of their sin that cannot be forgiven, and as punishment, they were

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

After a while, Alaric returned to the carriage and took back his seat sitting center opposite her. “You don’t have to cry for him, Adrienne,” said Alaric disgusted at the sight of her crying. “He deserves to die.” Adrienne shot him with her tear-stained eyes and spit venomous words at him. “Shut up, you filthy vampire! He’s not your brethren but my coven. You are a vile contemptuous ruthless evil. Don’t talk to me while we’re riding on this carriage! Don’t talk to me, demon.” She screeched at him.

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