Underworld Vampire Elders Novels & Stories

Allison’s face turned icy. “The two Elders of the Netherworld have come under the orders of Mr. Arthur to capture the one who offended him!” The voice was coming from the roof of the villa. Two sinister-looking old men stood on the roof. Their auras were frighteningly strong. “It’s the Elders of the Netherworld! The two Martial Saints employed by the Williams family!” The onlookers reacted in shock. The Williams family was immensely powerful and employed many fearsome figures, with the Elders of the Netherworld being some of the most notorious.

But gods, the strength packed in those tiny bodies. Selene raised an eyebrow. “Alright, Luc. What’s going on?” I waved them to sit on the step below me. They obeyed, turning to face me like they knew the weight of what I was about to share. “First,” I said, “I wanted to talk to you about what’s happening across all the realms.” Selene frowned. “What do you mean, all realms? It’s just the underworld, werewolf, and human realms.” “That’s what I thought, too,” I cut in. “Until I heard about a vampire being seen in the underworld.”

They are those Vampires who have proved themselves as valuable members of the kindred society, between fifty and three hundred years. * * * * * Ancillaes often serve as aides and agents for Elders or the court. It seems like every rank in the vampire caste system enjoys being served by the lower ranks. Ancillaes also play their own power games as well, though Michael says their's was of lesser consequences than the manipulation of the Elders. * * * * * The elders on their own were those vampires who had survived for over three hundred years. * * * * * I didn't know that vampires live that long. They are no different from werewolves who can live a thousand years before they meet a natural dea

The people who made her birth a long story of sadness and agony, the monsters who made her this way. Throughout her twenty five years of living, she has been gathering information about them, but it seems they all have high positions in the Underworld, so she has only been able to find out little. The four gunmen who made her like this are top members of the most wanted crime syndicate in the world, called The Hunters. They're bossed by the most wanted man in the world, Godzilla. Their speciality is killing people and stealing their organs for sale, freaking organ harvesters, and their identities are top secret. No one has ever seen what they look like, but her twenty five years search provi

Elder Seraphina, known for her mastery of dark arts, suggested, "Perhaps it is time to unleash our most potent weapons—the cursed artifacts that have been safeguarded for centuries. Let the wolves taste the full extent of our power." Dylan nodded in agreement, his mind calculating the potential impact of such a move. "A pack of wolves and rogue vampires won't bring us to our knees. We must wield our power with ferocity and eradicate this threat." The elders thought about the future, while Dylan's words strengthened their resolve. The chamber, filled with ancient tapestries and adorned with symbols of their immortal lineage, became a crucible of vampiric determination. The council, once a for

The Grand Elders of the Volturi gathered again in their meeting room. A room that exuded a powerful and devilish aura. Though it came from the Grand Elders themselves. Grand Elders doesn't mean they were too old and had walking sticks to support their movement. They had lived for many Centuries but still, they looked young and agile except their head and Layla who were the youngest. The ten of them sat on each right and left wing of the chairs as if waiting for someone more superior while the Drudge Vampires refilled each cup, every now and then. It was as if the animal's blood tasted better to them.

Content the Alpha looks up at me, my question clearly doing him good. "Well, in my office, I have the writings of the elders. The oldest person in Storm Forest is Elder Antonius and he is only three hundred years old," he sighs disappointedly. A cry of surprise escapes me. "Three hundred years? Alpha, are you speaking the truth? No man gets that old," I let out. The men burst into laughter. "Magda, we are werewolves. Three hundred years is nothing. A special breed found among the Lycans, is even immortal," the Alpha answers me. "Midnight Moon has Elders of even five hundred years." With an open mouth, I stare at him now. Esis hasn't told me anything about this, but maybe he's waiting for me

I said walking past him into the living room and proceeding out of the house. Damon POV.(8:00 PM) I parked my car in the car park and walked into the Cave as the werewolves on duty kept bowing down to me as I walked past them. I got into the meeting room and everybody present there stood up and bowed including the elders in respect of me and I took my seat as the Ultima. "It is good to have you here Ultima Damon," Elder Henry said, smiling at me. "Welcome Ultima Damon... It has been brought to our notice that an evil beast has been kidnapping the human children, for what remains unknown to us" Elder Logan said.

"Master, the elder is here to see you." A soft polite voice broke his reverie, and Sebastian turned to face the stiff-looking butler. Daniel has been in his service for the last 50 years. "Send him in," Sebastian said and tightened his robe. The elders were a group of oldest vampires who acted as the governing body for the vampires. They didn't have much to do as most covens were self-managed, the elders just made sure that the vampires were following the laws and not endangering their existence. On rare occasions, they also caught and punished the wayward vampires. There was just one sacred rule, never reveal yourself to humans unless they were to be sired. Even killing the humans was forbi

Although, I highly doubt it is a man at all, rather something that merely looks like one. Matter of fact, the minute he opens his mouth and speaks, I know that he is not human at all. Instead, he is a vampire and when he says what he says, I am not surprised at all. “My name is Elder Andrei. I am the oldest vampire of us all. I have come because I feel that there has been too much blood shed and there is something I would like to discuss with you before this all carries on. Shall we?” He stands up and gestures for me to place my hand in his so we can go for a walk and discuss this further.