A Vampire's Tale Novels & Stories

Magdalene’s words echoed in her mind: “Knowledge is your weapon, my child. Understand your enemy, and you shall prevail.” Jette embarked on a quest. She studied ancient scrolls, consulted wise sages, and ventured into the wilds. There, she encountered the vampires—pale, haunting figures with eyes that held both sorrow and hunger. They spoke of their own ancient grudges, their longing for acceptance, and their desire for redemption. As days turned into weeks, Jette forged an unlikely bond with a vampire named Elara. Elara had once been human, cursed by darkness. Together, they explored forgotten ruins, seeking a way to break the cycle of enmity.

The team huddled closer, their fear palpable, but I couldn’t let them scatter. “Hold your ground. Watch the shadows.” A blur erupted from the darkness, a male vampire with crimson eyes charging straight for Hansel. My instincts kicked in. I lunged, tackling the vampire mid-stride, my shoulder screaming as we hit the ground. His claws raked my arm, drawing blood, but I pinned him down, my weight crushing his chest. He snarled, fangs gleaming, his strength unnatural as he thrashed beneath me.

Clearly, this boy had a very noble bloodline! “Lord Mane,” Tucker rushed to Mane and stood behind him like a fortress. His suppressive might had returned, and his gaze was that of a hawk. “Mm,” Mane nodded slightly in acknowledgement without taking his eyes off the group before him. Looking into their eyes he was reminded of a story his mother told him once: the story of a race of red-eyed people called vampires!

"The ones you know, that parents tell young vampires when they want them to be close to home." Zara sighed briefly. "What kind of stories?" "The kind of stories that felt like it meant something but it doesn't." A cold feeling settled in Zara's chest, the vampire woman noticed almost at once. "See?" "What?" Zara asked. "You have the exact same reaction I did when I first heard them." * * * * * * Meanwhile, somewhere in the city someone was watching. The figure stood at the top of one of the abandoned watchtowers watching and not moving.

Glenn asks. The vampire shakes his head. “We don’t take sex as seriously as other creatures do. My bride has several lovers of her own.” “And where are they?” “Wondering where she is,” Alhora says and laughs. I roll my eyes and shake my head at Glenn. Vampires are built differently. The nymph gives up on us and makes her way over to Zael. “Vampires are cold.” “It’s me or nothing for you tonight.” She presses her nose into Zael’s neck and inhales deeply. “You’ll do.”

I cleared my throat and asked, trying to push the previous topic away. “A case, a quite unsettling one I just found out a few days ago.” “Okay, so what is it about?” I asked, leaning against the counter and fixing my gaze on him. “Father sent me to help him grab a few stuff from his office and I had no idea why I did what I did, but I just felt I should check out some things and I found this file, filled with images from a crime scene. A crime I guess they’re still working on and have found no lead on.” He paused, drawing invisible circles on the counter. “So I found out there had been some vampire attacks on several people around, a deadly vampire. Whoever it is, he sucks them dry and kills

I hope he didn't suspect me. "Hmm, well a vampire could be killed with the silver dagger, which you try to steal for Terry -" "Danny, focus." "Putting a vampire to sleep forever is easy. Just dip the silver dagger into a bottle of vervain and keep it inside the bottle for at least 24 hours before stabbing the person's heart with it. It'll put them to sleep for at least a generation." by the time Danny finished, my heart was beating like crazy. Was I really thinking of doing this?

I shrugged my shoulders slowly. I looked at Arabella who looked thoughtful. "Have you ever heard a story about vampires?" His words made me frown in confusion. Why did he suddenly say that? I shook my head. "No, why?" "The story is the same as what you told me earlier. A shape-shifting vampire would be very scary. His eyes were fiery red, his hair grew long, fangs appeared in his mouth, and also… a pair of black wings on his back." Arabella told the story very clearly.

Elusive, complex, poetic and sophisticated. 65. Hotel Transylvania BY CHELSEA QUINN YARBRO This is the first book of a huge series that goes through all kinds of historical periods, following the vampire Comte de Saint-Germain. Haven't read the others, but this one is excellent. 66. The Vampire Tapestry BY SUZY MCKEE CHARNAS Five related stories featuring the mysterious vampire Dr. Edward Weyland. Quite beautifully done. 67. The Delicate Dependency, A Novel Of The Vampire Life

Taking her free hand, I watch Fulton take Sydney off to the other side, where the fire will be to lay their burning sticks down. “Wanna explain?” Merrick asks as we lean down with our fire. “Dude, apparently a vampire thing just happened to me. It only happens to vampires. What are the chances that Mom or Dad or even both aren’t actually my parents?” I blurt out. I trust Merrick with my life; I know for a fact he will help me no matter what life throws our way.