Vampire Mlp Novels & Stories

“My speed is gone too. We’re moving like humans at the moment.” Nomo stopped again, this time with a look of alarm. "No, Dhampir. You don’t realize. The power of the vampire is elemental. It is not a thing that can be learned; it is what we are. In order for my speed to be dampened in any way, this whole plane has to have a hostile reaction to our fundamental nature." SOFIA QUISPE'S POINT OF VIEW

one of the bloodsuckers growled, distracted. It was now or never. Lily launched herself from the edge of the hayloft with a menacing growl, landing on top of one of the vamps. Her jaws snapped, teeth ripping and tearing into deadened vamp flesh. The vampire let out a shrieking hiss. But with surprise on her side, Lily sank her canines into the vampire’s jugular, filling her mouth with a nasty iron taste. She ripped her muzzle back, taking out the vampire by its throat.

At the Malklaiv coven, The reincarnation process seemed more faster and successful for some of the humans that have now become Drudge Vampires while it was taking some other humans some days before they could become fully transformed into Drudge Vampires. The ones that have not fully been transformed into Drudge Vampires were left in a dungeon to lurk in the darkness and desolace.

That is until the door was forced open with a click. Everyone turned their heads to see who had just joined us and to say I was surprised is an understatement. I looked up to see Mr Vamps eying me up and down as he sat on his seat. He looked calm but his eyes told another story. They are beautiful sapphire eyes that showed too much pain hidden in their very depth. He did not say a word as he ordered his meal and ate as gracefully as usual. He is the first I saw eating food as if he was a normal human being.

I was being circled by vampires, my eyes too blurry from the blood to make out their faces clearly. Blow after blow rained down on me as they danced forward and back in a rhythm that terrorized my senses. My lip split open and I snarled with all the energy I could muster, but got a kick in the face for my trouble. My head snapping back, banging hard against the wood, I looked to the sky. Silently begging for it to take me. My body thrummed as I stared, the clouds starting to gather overhead and turn dark. I cried out in pain as I felt fangs drive into my neck, one of them stealing my blood. I struggled to free my hands and pull them away, but was helpless in my weakened state. While that one

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

"The Vampires aren't moving like an army. They’re moving like a plague. They’ve bypassed the traditional mountain passes and are using the 'Shadow Roads'—tunnels that haven't been opened since the First Age." Lady Morana stood at the head of the table, her face grimmer than usual. "They seek the Origin Flame. The Vampire King, Malphas, believes that if he consumes the blood of a True White Wolf, he can walk in the sun. He wants to end the age of the Moon and bring about a thousand years of dusk."

Vampires can easily enter the mansion. "Fuck!"

Darell believed that he had a right to know where his alleged partner was from. "I am a haemo vampire species, which is created when two powerful vampire species come together. " "Like a hybrid," he quickly added. "Yes," I replied, "but I don't know what that word means. "

He hesitates, his voice trailing off. “But what?” I bark, my patience snapping. “There is… a complication,” he murmurs. “The creature is rumored to have a mate. A vampire.” The word strikes me like a whip. My lip curls in disgust. “A vampire?” I repeat, the word venomous in my mouth. “Who?” “I… I don’t know his name,” Malachai stammers, his fear palpable. “But he is said to be ancient and powerful. It is likely he is the reason the Ailuranthrope remains hidden. Vampires are… not easily dealt with.”