100 Vampire Novels & Stories

"Let's just say, the highlight of my youth was dressing up and dumping tea into Boston Harbor." "Wait, are you telling me you were a part of the Boston Tea Party?" "I REALLY hate tea." He shrugged while taking a loud sip of whatever blood type was in his cup. "This may come as a shock, but I'm actually the youngest vampire in the world. I was the last one turned." "So there haven't been any new vampires made in, like, centuries?" I asked. "There aren't many of us in existence. Less than ten thousand. The old ones are very selective. In addition to being young and attractive by their standards, one has to be sanctioned and approved by the high council to be turned. Hence, our human familiars.

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

I say and open the door for her before I get into the driver’s side. She visibly cringes away when I get inside. “A vampire? A real vampire?” she asks, flabbergasted and I nod. “Yes, he’s a 300-year-old pure-blooded vamp who also happens to be my mercenary. But don’t worry, he doesn’t kill humans at all; none of the members of his horde does. Humans are only a food source to them, and they’re not there for their entertainment.” I explain as I start the car.

16 years old. She looked so young in her photo; she might have been the youngest new vampire we’ve had at this academy. It’s true that if someone was born with vampire blood in their system, they don’t usually make the change until they are the age of 18, however, if they were to die sooner, they could transition a lot sooner. The same thing happens with someone who was turned into a vampire by another vampire. This girl was only 16 years old before someone changed her. My stomach tightened at the very thought.

Her husband was a vampire, and they have a child who's a dhampir. "We will visit our son," I answered while Runo bowed at her. This was Runo's first time meeting these people since she barely left the apartment. "Ah, is that so? Here. Give this to your son," Miss Tenny said, giving us some freshly picked flowers from her mini garden. "Sorry, those are just regular flowers, nothing special, and I just picked them from my garden," Miss Tenny apologized, but Runo shook her head and thanked the woman with teary eyes.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Kevin defended. “What is it?” I asked. Rico gave Kevin a deadly look. “Okay, fine. But I am not sure it would work, all right?” “Okay,” I briefly replied and strode to my drawer to get some clothes. “Based on my research, there would be of at least eighty percent vampires are fragile to garlic, holy water, and wooden sharp stake.” “Is that based on the movie we had watched, “Dracula”?” I replied in disbelief. “Okay, I got the idea from that movie, all right? At least it is worth a try. Why, do any of you have an idea?”

They were surrounded by almost fifty vampires, but she didn’t care. “Come on!” She beckoned to Bella, and they charged at the vampires. The vampires closed in like a wave of darkness, and the two friends charged at them. Hazel flexed her fingers, her sharpened nails glinting under the pale moonlight. She grinned as adrenaline flooded her veins. The first vampire lunged at Hazel with their fangs bared, but she moved faster than she thought possible. With a single leap, she was on him, grabbing his head and twisting it with a sickening crack. The vampire crumpled to the ground, and Hazel didn’t even blink. Bella ducked under a female vampire’s swipe, slashing her claws across their chest. The

She squirmed under the weight, trying to break free, a familiar deep whisper smiled near her ear, “Don’t move…!” . . Note: Word ration for a vampire meal is often used as a quantity of blood in ml. It’s a unit. 500 ml= 1 ration