A Vampire Novels & Stories

When they were quite a distance away,he stopped for her to catch her breath. "Are you alright?" he asked She nodded "Are those vampires?" "Yes" he answered "They're the rogues" "Rogues? They're different from the vampires?" "Yes.The rogues are less powerful.The vampires are mostly kings,queens,people of higher authority" they moved through the woods "They have ranks too.Half bloods,ancient vampires." "The ones that attacked us in the last full moon?" "Those are the vampires and some of the rogues" he replied

"A vampire with good self control. You really think I would drink your blood when we are in a life and death situation?" "Well, I mean don't vampires usually lose their sense of control at the smell of blood? You seem more human to me. Even sunlight doesn't hurt you." I asked, curiously. "That's because I'm a Vampire King belonging to the purest blood of the vampires and a direct descendent of the First Vampire." "Cliché."

In unison. I have noticed when different Vampires make deals that they require various forms of agreement. A blood oath is only natural for the meanest vampire in the kingdom. Most people will shy away from slitting their hands open and mixing blood with Leon. What those people don’t know is that Leon’s blood will heal your wound almost instantly. His word will also gain you access to a version of him that can be terrifying and wonderful to have at your side.

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

“So, who do you live with then? Your mum?” “No, my mum's dead too. I live with my older brother.” I added saving him the stress of having to ask. The truth seems to be working, I just have to edit the unnecessary parts, like the fact that my brother is a vampire that is about to be crowned king of the underworld.

she said “you are not crazy little tank, there is no doubt that the vampires you have met are and were evil but the reason i seem to be making you question everything is because you have lumped us all into the same category which i find surprising. I mean, how exactly is it you think we get half breeds like yourself? If we raped and pilaged all the time we would have been extinct by now, in this day and age where even fankensteins monster can find someone to love in the movies why cant we? It was you who made us realize even vampires are romantic now after all” he said

She said and he chuckled “a hundred and twenty? Wow, you’ve lived for more than a century. Were you born a vampire?” He laughed, it was a short, humorless laughter “Honey, no one is born a vampire. Plus, female vampires can’t give birth, it’s impossible. So I can’t be born a vampire” “So you were turned into one? How?” “I was bitten” “And where is this vampire who bit you?” “He’s dead. I killed him” “I thought vampires are supposed to be immortal” “We can be killed. Ever heard of a wooden stake through the heart?” “Oh. Right!”

I asked cautiously, aware that the topic might seem unfamiliar to him. Edmond furrowed his brow, clearly puzzled by the question. "Nosferatu vampires? No, I've never heard of them," he replied, his voice tinged with confusion. I nodded, understanding his response. "They are a secretive and reclusive group of vampires known for their nocturnal activities and aversion to sunlight," I explained. "We've come across some information that suggests they might be involved in certain mysterious incidents in Crescentville, including your mother's disappearance." Edmond's eyes widened in surprise. "Vampires? That sounds like something out of a fantasy novel," he said, disbelief evident in his voice.

Definition of Vampire: A mythological undead creature said to feed on the blood of the living. Nero It has been days. I could still savor her sweet metallic blood on my tongue, and since drinking victims made vampires get a taste of the human's desire and deepest thoughts I have sampled her lust for blood. The robust flavor lingers on my taste buds. I've fed in between but none was making my thirst subside. I craved the little killer and it was not a good thing, not for a vampire as old as myself. Because when one gets obsessed, nothing else matters our instincts will win and the monster will surface.