The Story Of Blood

The story which only blood pools at your feet, death is inevitable, pain is vital and killing is normal. This story lies within the ancient times of the very old, where the war was not just normal battles of fought over land or wealth. No. This war was about who would live and win, and who would die and lose.
The ancients always said to Porhalli Felixon there will be a day where he must step up and rule before the helpless, the day where he rains death and blood on those who will go against him, the time where he will take more lives in this world then anyone would dare, he will live long enough to see the world end. But Porhalli has no idea what he has done to himself in creating this war. The blood that will fill oceans, the centuries it will take to rebuild, the chaos that will unfold in the mortal world.
Porhalli is not just any ordinary vampire, he can use magic that vampires can not.

Porhalli is a Lamae, a powerful creature with the blood of a vampire and a witch. As one of the oldest vampires in society, he has kept his secret for a century and a half, powerful vampire clans all over the world are watching him, waiting to pounce on the sudden leadership placed on his shoulders after the death of the Clan matriarch. Cercilia. Next in line as leader, Porhalli must make devastating decisions in order to win this war, a war not only started by himself but by the actions of the Lycans. Werewolves. And an allied faction. The Hunters. The Hunters had started an extermination organisation to destroy the vampires plaguing the lands over one hundred and fifty years ago. Attempting to rebuild the vampire society in secret, Porhalli can no longer sit back and watch the slaughter of his species. Soon Halli will find himself with the decision on who he should trust with his secret about his true powers, a powerful magic only possessed by the ancients is now lingering at the surface of his soul, how will he learn to control what will destroy him.