Novel & Cerita A Vampire Stories

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

Yet, among the myriad tales, two origins eclipse all others with their grotesque allure. The first speaks of a divine curse, where Cain, the Biblical figure marked by God, was condemned to an eternity of bloodlust. His once-human form twisted into a monstrous demon, cursed to wander the earth as the first vampyre. Over centuries, he donned countless identities, his latest mask being none other than William the Conqueror—a warlord whose thirst for blood was rivaled only by his hunger for power.

Groban’s eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows furrowed, “There was never a virus Laya, it was just a lie to cover up what they really wanted to do, depopulate a species to extinction,” A deep frown washed over me as his words hit me, “How do you know that, you’re just- human,” Smirking I could sense his irritability and I didn’t quite understand as to why that was, so I decided to ask the next obvious question on my mind, “What exactly are vampires, besides blood thirsty monsters?” I asked looking up at him. Somewhat taken back by my question he thought it over as he sighed,

“The simple fact is that we don’t really know, do we? Maybe there’s more than one first vampire, maybe there isn’t, but we may never know the real truth.” “I guess so,” she said, but she didn’t like his explanation. Quietly, she wondered if she could find the truth. If she was going to live forever, she’d have to do something with her time – becoming a vampire historian didn’t sound like a bad way to spend that time. “Do you have any other questions?” Matthew asked. “One,” she said. “If stakes and crosses can’t harm us, what can?” “Decapitation is the only known way to kill us.”

"No. You see, the world is not as it appears. There is more to it than meets the eye, things that most humans do not understand…" "Dad, can you please speak English?" "Right. Beyond what most can see, lies a world of evil. Creatures roam the earth, claiming victims and draining their blood…" "You mean vampires?" "Yes. Vampires." "Hmm… are you feeling alright?" "What? Yes! Now, listen… Many centuries ago; long before my time, or even my father's time there were two brothers. Clayton and Dominic Lawrence. They were human, living their lives just like everyone else during that era…"

Every goddamned Blood Moon. Some time ago, it had somehow gotten to his Nana's ears, the utterly absurd and completely false notion that vampires could have human mates. That was when she'd started to bring all these girls into his home. One after the other, under the pretext of her needing help around the estate. It made him laugh at the silly idea. He was no shifter. There was no such thing as human mates for his kind. What would be the point of it anyway, seeing as they were also their primary source of nourishment? They could easily kill their own soulmates, provoke themselves an immense amount of grief. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. He still let her have her way at first, allo

"So everyone in the pack knows about him?" She nodded. "Yeah. That's part of the reason why they don't appreciate my... creative stories on his species and other mythical creatures. When I saw him, I got intrigued and started trying to find everything I could on vampires. I begged Trevor and the other guys to get me some books from the library of the other rogues territories they raided. They did but most of the books said the same thing. Only one spoke of their abilities." "And what are they?" It wasn't like I didn't know about vampires. My former Alpha spoke of them in passing. He gave just enough information to make sure I wasn't ignorant but not enough to say I was educated and well enli

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."

Wolf discloses. My eyes turn wide with each passing moment. “ I knew that witches were real and Oracles and Elves because I have seen them. And now there are vampires as well. Are you kidding me?! ” I hiss at him, my heart pounding in my chest. Wolf nods grimly with a small awkward smile stretching across his lips. I hit my forehead with the palm of my right hand. “ According to my mother’s stories…Vampires…Eeeee…Drink human blood and even store it for….Eeee…future use. ” I grimace.

It would have to be a huge coincidence. Many of the vampire legends seemed to have a common theme: a vampire was created when someone died in a disturbing way, for example by murder, suicide, or disease—or when someone died a sudden, unexpected death. This was especially the case if the person was a low soul, such as a murderer or thief. Many of the stories had the vampire buried by the local villagers, only to have them visit the grave the next day and see it disrupted, the soil freshly overturned, the body still intact, not decomposing. In some stories, the corpse rose from the grave and attacked people; in others it stayed put, but the spirit of the deceased visited family and friends at