100 Vampire Novels & Stories

“Should I be looking over my shoulder when I head out from now on?” “There’s no need to be that cautious. And to answer your question…there are over two hundred vampires in this town,” she told me, her gaze softening as she spoke. “But most of them? They’re less than a century old. Not nearly powerful enough to challenge Landon’s orders.” I blinked, my head spinning, the number hitting me like a sledgehammer. “Two hundred?” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper. I leaned against the locker, my hands shaking as I tried to process it.

Lucky fucker. Allen said two and Ushi said three. Duncan said seven and I seriously could not count. "My numbers are between 80 to a 100,000." "Fuck, man... That's a lot!" Carson stressed. "I am a vampire. Seduction is my speciality." Zander sighed and said, "101." "I am impressed, mutt," I praised. "11 for me. 3 girls and 8 guys," Chastity chuckled. "So that leaves you, Carson."

He pulls back that serious look he had, the same one as when he tried to warn me not to go any further. " Human's blood is the number one blood consumed by vampires, and if they know that they're part of our list they will fight. Knowing about our existence caused many damages in our lines, note that even with all our gifts, strength, and superpower – we had a lot of weakness that overcomes the sun lights.

Nothing was going to stop her today. "Of course, I'm the hell raiser remember" She said with a hint of her seductive edge that makes her who she is now. Cassandra reached for the door but it swung open itself. A female vampire in a beautiful light purple gown dashed by them using immortal speed. Cassandra didn't recognize her and proceeded to stroll in with Kellan close behind.

Elara'S POV Ten funeral pyres burned bright with green and orange magical flame. The vibrant colors shone against the darkening sky as dusk settled over us. Ten. That’s how many we lost. Two vampires from Nox Coven Cartel, three of the White River Wolves, one bear from the Tri-Cities Conglomerate, and four of our own, including Samuel.

"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

"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?”