A Vampire's Tale Novels & Stories

The unknown vampire's words poke the wound in her heart and trigger her barbaric desire. Samantha grits her teeth, eyes turning bloody. She yells, "Who are you, motherfucker? Show yourself to me!! I'll kill you!" "You haven't changed, Red. Relax, don't burst so easily. It won't do any good to you. Just like in the past." With his long nails, he gracefully picks the baby out of his rattan crib and brings him closer to his face. "No!!" In a split second, Samantha vaults inside that shack through the window and tackles on that figure, however, she is a bit slower than him. Before she can get a touch of his cape, he disappears, and releases the baby in the air.

I added before they could say another word. "So, can you tell us about them?" With a nonchalant tone, Roxanne asked before she sternly glared at them. "You can't say no when my mother told me to seek your help." "Rose Ann…very well, Yuna and I will tell you a story about a fallen sun, a vampire, and a fallen moon, a werewolf. So listen carefully about the short tale that led them astray." With an amused chuckle, Minerva smirked at us as she grabbed a glass of wine before starting everything.

Intricate tapestries depicting centuries of vampire history seemed to stare down at the gathering, as if bearing witness to the unspoken dread that now permeated their once unassailable sanctuary. Lady Isolde, a venerable vampire matriarch, stepped forward with a grace that belied the turmoil within. Her eyes, ancient pools of crimson, bore the weight of countless nights. Addressing the assembly with a voice that resonated authority, she acknowledged the unsettling truth revealed by the oracle.

Looked at each of us. "Let me tell you a story. About how the world used to be. About what Chimeras were before the Purge. About why they're extinct. And about the vampire king who's been searching two thousand years for a way to bring back the dead." She took a breath. "This is the story of Varic the Conqueror. The Chimera Purge. And how one vampire's love became everyone's nightmare."

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

I wanted the full story and I had to find it as soon as possible. I got up from my bed and walked out from my room. I couldn't sleep now because of what I seen earlier that Alexer was a vampire! I saw him how he stretch his jaws widely revealing his long and pointed fangs on every side of his lips. I saw how he planted it to the girl's neck and sucked all of her blood from her body until she was fully drained and fall on the ground while gasping for her last breath.

the vampire says sadly Alud smiled slyly, realizing what Brook-ta-man was talking about. - Come on, vampire, suck the rotten blood. Not all the same you drink the blood of young virgins. Brook-ta-man grinned, grimacing a little, sharply dug into the neck of the white-faced. Flesh crackled. The hunter screamed helplessly. A dark, viscous sludge poured into the belly of Bruk-ta-man. He closed his eyes, concentrated. The memory of blood poured into his brain. Silent movie flashes, sharp slowdowns and freeze-frames, his head throbbed with concentration, blood was asking for return, the vampire kept it in himself through force. Suddenly the flickering stopped and he saw a clear picture. All the s

But he didn't expect it would attract a pesky nuisance. Triana kneeled beside his bed, making Vlador's jaw tighten. He couldn't even read in peace after a draining day. "I didn't know you borrowed a book too," Triana said, smiling and trying to peek at the cover. "Can I know what it is about?" Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Vlador glanced at her and smirked. "It's about the war that wiped out the vampire race." Triana's smile faded. She backed away from trying to peek. "O-oh."

She slipped past the invisible barrier. Emily gasped, trying to turn, but the vampire was already there. Cold, dead fingers gripped her arm. "Found you," the vampire whispered in her ear. SLASH. Talons raked down Emily’s forearm. It wasn't a deep cut, but it was agonizing. It felt like ice water had been injected into her veins. Emily cried out, clutching her arm. Blood—bright, hot, human blood—spilled onto the snow. The scent hit the vampires like a drug. They groaned, their eyes glazing over with lust.

She is still learning, but she can understand some of it. Tasha flips through the pages and picks up a few words like aging, beauty, immortality, strength, power, etc. It is a thick book with details on all these topics and Tasha can see how the idea of vampires must have come about. Each of their qualities is extensively discussed here with various spells and drawbacks and a lot of other things that she cannot make head or tail of right now. She looks up and sees Evarius looking at her. She gives him a little smile.