100 Vampire Novels & Stories

the vampire snarled. “I’m here to hunt you, you evil bastard!” Tom roared, lunging forward. A fierce struggle ensued. Despite Tom’s kicks and slashes, the vampire’s supernatural strength made him nearly impossible to overpower. With a brutal shove, Tom was sent flying. Bruak! Tom hit the floor hard. The vampire loomed over him, picking up Tom’s fallen rifle. “Humans are so fragile when faced with their own lead. This is your last day, little man,” the vampire sneered, leveling the gun at Tom’s head.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

16th August 1335 “There is nowhere to run, brother. You are surrounded.” Cataleya smirked as he appeared from the dark. Standing beside her were Aurelius and Walton, the other ten vampires were out of sight. “You can never stop me. This town must worship me.” His voice echoed from the dark, the silhouette appeared to be a blonde man while ten other vampires jumped down from the top of the building enclosing them. He faked a side smile and Cataleya squinted.

“And what of our other allies? Have they replied to our request?” “Yes my friend, several have replied though none will come. I am afraid that we are on our own and there is no hope to win this battle. The leader of the damned creatures, Mortem has over five hundred thousand vampires at his command. This is a fight we have not faced before. Odds that we dared not dream of.” My father explained with a heavy sigh, his eyes no longer radiating as they had only minutes before.

When she reached the top she could see the vampires lair at the bottom of the other side of the hill. The vampires were 3 meters long and 2 high, had 4 big and sharp. 50 of them were lying on the ground, seemingly sleeping, while the other 50 were on guards on the sides of the sleeping group. A slightly bigger vampire was at the center of the group, he was probably the leader of this gang.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

He's still as young and handsome as before, isn't he? As soon as Aurora finished speaking, both she and Maris burst into laughter. Vampires not only possess immortality but even their appearance is never affected by time. If Harvey had the characteristics of a pureblood vampire and kept the mature, elegant features of a thirty-year-old man, Maris and Samson seemed more childish than he was. When they became vampires, they were only twenty years old. However, because Maris always likes to wear heavy makeup, she looks older than her neighbor Samson.

The child is already dead. With maddening anger, I lurch at the vampire again, but he turns and takes off towards the outskirts of Foxtown. I don't stop my chase this time, I keep following him, my vision blurred from the image of the now cold body of the ten-year-old boy the leech had just been preying on.

" Another voice came on the line. "Dad?'' October said, a warm feeling washed over her after hearing his voice. "October?'' he replied astonished, "where are you?" October looked over at Alistair. “Dad, I'm fine, I'm--" October took a deep breath, "I'm — a vampire has me, but I am ok. He said that I'm his bride and is taking care of me." October heard shouting in the background. "A vampire?" Richard was whispering now, trying he move away from Victoria and Clark.

Clutching her neck in rage, he pinned her body to a tree as he lifted her from her seat at his vampire speed. Lenora couldn't break through from his grip. After all, she wasn't comparable to him. He was a five-hundred-year-old Vampire. While she was only a hundred-year-old Vampire. Lenora was trying her best to remove his hand. When she couldn't do anything, something snapped inside her body. "ADIEA! [1]" she yelled and pushed him slightly. That impact made him fly away and hit the wall which was two meters away, making him loosen his grip on Lenora without his knowledge.