A Vampire Novels & Stories

He had jumped from one question to another, giving her no clear answer. “What are they?” She gulped, thinking he won’t reply but unexpectedly he easily answered. “How do I describe it easier for you to understand,” he hummed to himself, whispering underneath his breaths. “They are humans, a little bit. But cursed. Like how these werewolves are,, they are gifted but also cursed. I call them vampires, as they suck blood out of their victims.” Rose’s eyes glided as she stared at on of the creature that appeared as if it had came from hell with its pointy ears, red bulging eyes, and big figures.

The vampire is like a man who is very greedy and wants everything that belongs to him, something that is not his own will be robbed so that it is owned by him, whether it be people or things. People who fought for so many years didn't change anything, Vampire still grew and grew more, they couldn't even grow old, what about the weaknesses people found? Can they help? The answer is no.

“According to vampire folklore the physical signs of a vampire is by their pale skin, an absence of a reflection in mirrors, fangs and red glowing eyes. Vampire, also spelled vampyre, in popular legend, a creature, often fanged, that preys upon humans, generally by consuming their blood.”

Oralie sat up a little annoyed, and before opening the window, she quickly collected the displeasure on her face and asked anxiously: - Sir, what happened? Can't you sleep? Selina shook her head slightly, those ash gray eyes still looking straight at her, and affirmatively replied: - A vampire doesn't need sleep. But humans need sleep. But humans need sleep! At this moment, Oralie really wanted to shout at this vampire, that she needed to sleep, she needed sleep. But then, Oralie took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and swallowed the scream that hadn't come out of her mouth yet. She calmly asked Selina:

I bet that person gets aggressive as me too when he or she eats garlic by mistake. "Maybe or may not because they are not human. They are vampires and I doubt you know them so of course, you don't know them or you do, Karien?" She answered.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

She'd attack me with her fangs and pointed nails and she wouldn't wait a second to drink my blood and he started the car. "Oh! Come on dad. It was your plan. You told me yesterday that you got bored of eating mum's cooked food.She already drinks your blood everyday by scaring you like an angry bird. Anyways, if she is a vampire then you are also the leader of your pack and your brave daughter is always with you." She gave a high-five to her dad. "Wait, wait. You said my brave daughter. Where is my brave daughter? " He asked and turned back to see.

For months, a shaky truce had held between the vampires and werewolves, forged in blood after centuries of war. Viktor, a tall vampire with sharp features and eyes like polished obsidian, stood guard outside the princess's chambers. His job was simple: protect Lira, the werewolf princess, at all costs. One slip, one breach of the peace, and the fragile agreement would shatter, dragging both races back into slaughter.

I'm starting to feel bad, like I haven't eaten in a while. "Vampires are immortals who drink blood. They are either born or made. Witches are beings able to tap into the magic of the Earth. They can only be born." "I wonder how many there are." I say in amazement. I fall back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Ok, so drinking blood isn't much different than some shifters liking raw meat. Raw meat is bloody.