The King Of All Vampire Kings (Book 1) ✔️ new edition coming soon:)

Book 3 (The Awakening Series) I live my life to the fullest. Killing every vampire who's unfortunate enough to cross my path, yup I kick ass. I'm such a badass. My people tend to say that I'm full of myself and big-headed. Bingo, they are correct. My gang doesn't seem to mind though and that's why they are my gang. I love those bitches! Fuck fake friends by the way. That's exactly why I was down with tagging along with the gang when we received word that my half-brother managed to escape the demons and wanted to team up with a pack of dogs to defeat North America Demon King. Besides the fact, that I had absolutely nothing else better to do but fuck with the demons, hunt them down, pull out their hearts, and set their remains on fire. I'm a hunter. The baddest huntress you will ever encounter. That's what I was created to do. Hunt. But then it all went sour. Unfortunately for me, fate decided to be a huge bitch and to once again turn me the hunter into the hunted. The bitch totally screwed me! I had it all control into that bitch came along. Yup, fate! She shoved a huge fuck you, up my sex! But it's okay, because she also screwed the demon who's hunting me. The Barbaric Vampire Kings is coming for me. Once again, he won't rest into I'm dead. Yeah, yeah! I heard it all before. The Barbaric fool just wants to silence me and honestly, I can't blame him. I would too if I was him to be quite frankly. He wants to stop me from telling the world that I'm his beloved. Yup, the Hunter hating Vampire has been matched with a Hunter, one of the last remanding hunters of the bloodline that he hates. Ha! Ha! Ha! See? Fate said fuck him too! How sick can fate be? Anywho, I'm ready for him. We are all ready for him and of course, my gang is down to ride. One fight we all fight that's our motto and if my lovely inamorato continues down this path. He will get what he wants. He will die. Trust me. I'm Beretta Banks, baby, and I will never go out without a big bang!

KNOWN PREVIOUSLY AS HE RAPED ME...BECAUSE OF MATE PREVIEW: It's all but silent when it's over. I'm left alone in the woods. I don't have the strength to get up. So I curl into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing, and yowling as I've never done before. Red hot blood seeps from between my thighs unto the leaves beneath me, taking my virtue along with it. A fowl reminder of the atrocious act just done to my once untouched body. In the very far distance, I hear a wolf howl into the night, the sound is haunting, sounding in as much agony as I am in. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* Rape, Blood, Secrets, a Cult, Rituals, Sacrifice, Betrayal, Death, and a Tragic Love Triangle is the recipe for a new species yet to be discovered. Will one girl be able to handle all thrown her way? Or will she let the darkness consume her into the monster she is foretold to become? *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* WARNING: This book is Rated R for a reason, there are explicit sexual scenes, mature themes, and provocative language. There are also some difficult subjects I tackle in my book, so if you are not comfortable with these sorts of topics, I suggest you go no further than here. For all my past readers, welcome back!! To the new and improved version! Boy, do I have a rollercoaster of a journey for you to tag along on. Some names have been changed and the plot thickened, so get ready.

Have you ever hated your life and want to die. I did too, and I still do. And I know I'm going to be doing this after an eternity. All those innocent lives which I have taken still haunt me. Whenever I close my eyes, I can see their empty-lifeless faces. But its not like I have a choice. Its a necessity. My only chance for survival. I don't enjoy killing as most of my kind do. It hurts me. Breaks my heart, which has stopped beating since so many years. Makes me wonder what I did wrong to deserve this life, that is if you can even call this a life. This is my story... [This is a twilight fanfiction.] I DO NOT OWN THE VOLTURI OR THE CULLENS. ONLY THE PLOT AND FEW CHARACTERS ARE MINE. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, 4/5/2017 - #73 in vampire 23/6/2017 - #46 in vampire

||Book 1 of the Diamond Series|| The world had fallen into chaos a long time ago. Creatures came and enslaved the human race: Vampires, Lycans/Werewolves and Demons. They took and slaughtered thousands of innocent people. Men, Women and Children. After suffering for ten years, another set of beings came. They had enormous wings and a shining silver rings floating above their heads. Rings that could be used as a weapon if necessary. These creatures were called 'Angels'. They were kind and honestly the opposite of every supernatural creature that existed in that era. They built their kingdom protecting as many humans as they could but the dark creatures had other things planed. There was a war that broke out. Every man for themselves or more specifically, every creature for themselves.The war went on for almost 500 years. Then there was a woman. She wasn't an Angel or Vampire or Lycan or Demon. Turns out she was a hybrid of all four. More powerful than anything. No one knows for sure how this hybrid was made and at some point, no one cared. Her name was Elaka. She was seen as a priestess. Elaka was the savior of all humans. She created a boarder and the world was divided in two: The Land of Light; was so peaceful that it had to be shielded from the world. Elaka had put a protective hidden wall around the kingdom so no one would come in unless brought in by the citizens. There were humans that lived there and their lives were a paradise. And total peace. And there was the Dark land. Where every other creature lived. The three major kingdoms tolerated each other for as long as they could. Years passed without war. Until Elaka suddenly vanished. Without her, the world would become chaotic again. The crystal was lost in the forest. So many have searched for it but never succeeded. Even if they ever found it, the legend says it was set in stone. It was glued to a tree and only 'The Diamond in The Rough' could pull it out. That person was never found.

#7 in vampire #1 in queen The world has gotten boring to him after living for many centuries, through many generations. He thought of it as a curse. His gift was anything but a gift, in his opinion. He loved killing people. He always has. He enjoyed seeing the life being drained out of them, quite literally. He always drank every last drop of their life essence, he didn't have mercy. Though he was the king there was something he could never have unlike others of his kind. A soulmate. He hadn't been turned or born from vampire parents. No, he was born a monster from human parents. The first of his kind. Why he was born like it, he didn't know. He didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to die already, since he had no mate to look forward to. He lived because he couldn't die, at least not physically. He had no reason to live, but many reasons to die and even though he tried many times by many methods, none of them suceeded. He staked himself, on multiple occasions. It felt like a needle piercing his skin. He hung himself. He didn't die, but he hung there, very much conscious. He went on the gillotine. It made his body dissapear and reappear in the same spot he was born in. He took his heart out. He grew one back. He bled out. His blood regenerated. He used silver stakes. They burned his flesh. He overdosed. It did nothing since drugs, alcohol and other dangerous things do absolutely nothing to him, except get him under the influence to a certain level. But none of them filled the emptiness in his heart. He just needed her. But all he got were unimportant girls he used and forgot about. He never felt anything for them. He couldn't. But then on that day while he was walking around a small town's forest, he felt the emptiness slowly being filled up a bit. He stood there in shock. He couldn't believe it. He almost cried of happiness, right then and there. He had her. He had a mate. His mate. His one and only mate. His Queen.

Book 2 of (The Awakening Series) I'm a She-wolf who happened to be born on the day of The Awakening. My people once believed that the day when Luna passes directly behind earth and into the shadows was the day of new beginnings. The day of rebirth! They once called those particular days.... Luna passing days! For centuries Werewolves believed that in the year 2081 on the Luna passing day. Our creator and savior the moon Goddess would once again walk the earth. Even the Lycans who are believed to be direct descendants of the moon goddess believed in Luna passing days. All of my people were wrong, Lycans included. The Luna passing day in the year 2081 was marked as The Awakening. For humans, it was the act of the vampire species coming into awareness of the human world. To Werewolves, it was the day we have knocked off our high horses. Well, that's how I see it anyway but I'm no ordinary She-wolf. My kind usually thrives just thinking about spilling vampire blood. They always have. I honestly feel like we all can get along. Seriously, holding on to grudges never did anyone any good. It's pointless. We should all co-exist. I truly thought I understood the pain of losing your loved ones. I knew it cut deep but I never truly understand how fucking deep it hurts. You see I use to believe that most vampires were just misunderstood. I use to believe that the only way to stop the bloodshed is to forgive and forget. How fortunate for me, that funny word name fate decided to show me otherwise. The Vampires took someone extremely important away from me. They crushed my soul when they took her life. I'll never forgive them. For the first time in history, my people were right I'll never heal. Especially, now! I'm living with this ruthless Vampire King who insists on calling me his chosen but the sickest part of it all is he is actually my mate. #1 in Vampire/Romance # 2 in series Unedited. Cover Created By:@Autumnsewell

"Shift." His voice hit me like a serrated blade as he stepped out of the crude semicircle of hardened wolves that had formed around me. I pushed myself off of the cold floor for what felt like the thousandth time that day, wiping the small trail of blood coming off of my lip and down my chin. "I won't ask you again." My limbs felt like lead, these wolves had been at me for hours trying to get me to shift into my wolf, unbeknown to them was that their efforts would forever be futile considering the fact my wolf wouldn't make an appearance for me even when I begged. I seriously doubted she would suddenly pop up as a result of their abusive tactics. Instead of explaining my circumstances, driven by a bizarre combination of adrenaline and fatigue, I leaned back on my heels and sent the largest loogie I'd ever conjured flying over and landing squarely between the eyes of the man before me. oOoOoOoOoOo As a late bloomer who was incapable of shifting yet, let alone making any contact with her wolf, Olive Ludovic's life was not off to the best start. Growing up, constantly being tormented and taunted by those around her forced Olive to grow a tough skin and work even harder, despite the fact she was without her wolf. When her home is taken over by a dark pack, life seems to only get worse for Olive as it is quickly discovered that her mate is none other than Matteo, the Alpha of the very pack that was terrorizing her people. It seems to her, that life is just a little bit easier for Olive the Other Werewolves. oOoOoOo hello! just fyi there will be mature language and content as the book progresses so i'm letting ya know now ;) HIGHEST WEREWOLF RANKING = 2, LOVE RANKING = 3 (out of 1.8 million books XD), MAGIC RANKING = 1, ROMANCE RANKING = 1 (out of 1.5 million books XD), VAMPIRE RANKING =1!

"Why are you single?" he asks. "Well," I begin, "I'm annoying, I'm Damon Salvatore's sister, and I've been in a tomb for the last 145 years," I say. He stares at me with utter shock or disbelief, perhaps even both. "Did I mention I'm Damon's sister?" ______________________ BOOK ONE OF THE EVERLASTING SERIES WINNER OF BEST VAMPIRE OC 2017 Ranked 161 in Teen Fanfic of the Week 06/16/16 @tvdcommunity ______________________ "One of the best Salvatore siblings stories that I've read. It kept me on my toes, and the story line connected as if this actually happened in the show." - @theothxrsxde "I actually don't really like the Salvatore Sibling thing, but I have to admit your story is pretty good. I am actually hooked. " - @lilsolarhalo ______________________ NOTE: I do not own any of the characters or story line that originates with the show. I have only added in my own characters for my enjoyment and others. If there are any similarities, it has to have come from the show. All credit goes to the CW. Cover by: @voidmoriarty

IN EDITING. COMPLETE. "There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples." ~Bram Stoker In our day, people fawn over the idea of supernaturals through fanfictions and novels, but what they don't realize is that these creatures are very real. And extremely dangerous. Especially vampires. They don't sparkle in the light or sweep young women off their feet. They're cold blooded murderers. In order to combat their devastation, an organization of trained human hunters was formed. Each hunter for every creature has a different name. Vampire slayers are simply known as hunters. Victoria Abelard, better known as Vick, was a famous vampire hunter in the early nineteenth century. After a botched job, she was turned into the one thing she hated most. A vampire. Two hundred years later, Vick has learned how to blend in with the human crowd. Her life couldn't be anymore perfect, especially with the disappearance of vampires for over fifty years (which hunters gladly help keep in place). However, her life is turned upside down when two old friends pop back into it. Them requesting her to assassinate the king of the vampires. Just when she thought she was free, Vick is thrown back onto the roller coaster of life. Along the way, she goes through a mess of terrifying memories, horrible grudges, sweet revenge, and love. *Rated mature for violent scenes and language*

Hope is an amazing construct. Even at the worst times where hope seems to be lost, there's still a shimmer, a crack of light that paves the way for hope. The hope that maybe, just maybe we will fight our demons, and even win. Or the hope that we will evolve to something greater, or the hope that the world doesn't see us as monsters who we really are. The hope that we are free even if we are not. It's hope holding us together, keeping us tethered to our real selves. I want to say that this is a story about hope, but maybe it isn't or it's something more than that. In the near future in a fictional world, sort of real to the world we are in. We are drawn to the city of Vomir. A city drawn to darkness lurking by the very edges of it. But not the mob darkness the real darkness, the type of darkness that can fracture the world. Behind all of it stands Alphacorp. An organization hell bent, knee deep grinding to know and manipulate creatures DNA, and morphology. In their research they discover the Lycans. Yes those Lycans, the ones we know as a myth. This discovery changes everything from the identity of the company to its core morality. Lycans are caught in more of a battle against them. Everything changes from mind control, behavioural constraints, death manipulation, immoral experiments, all rolled up under the foundational bones of this company. No one in Vomir, humans, Lycans or survivors live in free will anymore. All hope seems to be lost. But yes even at the darkest times, the darkest rooms still a small shimmer of light, will find a way in the room, which at the end turn the whole room bright, illuminating even the outside. Welcome to my world, this story has been inspired by different aspects of life for not more than a decade now. This is the first of many hopefully.