Demonic Vampires Novels & Stories

“You’re going personally?” “If we want proof, we’ll get it straight from the source.” Dmitry picked up a glass, poured himself a shot of vodka, but only held the liquid, staring at it. “And if the Demidovs are selling demonic blood, then we’re no longer dealing only with Lycans and vampires. We’re dealing with monsters we don’t even know how to classify.” He turned, his blue eyes fixed on his brothers. “Be ready. Because this… is going to change everything.”

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

But holding it in wasn't going to make her situation any better. "Damn it Khloe I'm not going to punish you for crying." I finally said. I guess that's all she needed to hear because the next thing I knew, she was burying her face in my chest, finally letting her feelings show. I just laid there, holding her there as she cried. Most Vampires don't understand the mentality of humans. They don't allow their pets to show emotions and then get bored of their pets because they act like emotionless zombies. They don't understand that forcing a human to suppress how their feeling is just setting them up for failure.

the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live. “Where am I?” He spoke lowly,as if calculating his next words as he looked around. Instantly, memories began rushing in,the clashing of swords,the grunting of men,the cries of innocent and weak souls as the demons attacked in their numbers. “You’re safe my Lord” the witch replied, placing her treasures and portions back in the box. “The war was fierce, right now,the demons have taken Dominion over zikia,any vampire who dares return there will face a brutal death” s

The fear in his eyes gave me a thrill as I sunk my fangs in his flesh. I let him fall with a thud at me feet, tilting my head to the side with blood dripping down my chin. I look towards Mackenzie and motion for her to join me. The remaining two vampires were stunned they had stumbled upon two Dhampirs, wondering where I came from. I didn't give them a chance to learn as I sunk my teeth in a second vampire. I turn to see Mackenzie finishing the last vampire and shift back to my human form. I abruptly turn her to face me. I look at her bloody mouth, hesitant on kissing her, afraid I'd lose control.

“Not all humans are compatible with angels. Those who are, we call rare. The gods were not happy with it. They sent the ancients down, seeing it as an act of disobedience. Ancients are risky because if they give in to their bloodlust, they are taken over by a vile spirit—a demon. They become vampires.” Storm felt a shiver run down her spine. Vampires. That malevolent spirit that had been watching her all this while, was a vampire, a demon, the undead. She shivered again, wondering how long she had captured their attention. Her mind caught at intervals as she thought of the role she had to play in this ancient conflict.

Chaze shook his head as Kane picked up the dead demon and flung him randomly. “No, not real demons. They are Chimera Vampires. Kane’s dad messed around with the bat tribe and made all sorts of abominations before ending with the results of vampires. Mind you, he was trying to make his own Chimera and failed several times. Demons are the result of that failure.”

There is now less fun since they have developed methods that counteract the demonic power because of their intelligence Bloodrink clan, one of my favourites, is what humans would call vampires, but it is more complex than that. Dreck blood is their champion in these games. Its members are lethal, they feed on the blood of their victims, but they also temporarily acquire their abilities, appearance, or powers. A demon would find that advantageous.

Oniko asked as we sat down. “No.” I shook my head. “Are they also a part of the witches?” “No,” Oniko growled, a look of pure hatred surfacing quickly upon his face. “They are demons who used to be humans, blood drinkers, and they are very fast, powerful and deadly.” I frowned thoughtfully. “You mean like vampires?” “Yes, I think that’s what you call them.” “Vampires don’t exist!” I blurted sharply, looking back at Iditan for support. This had to be a prank or something. “They are—”

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.