Adult Vampire Novels & Stories

"Suck," he firmly ordered. She weakly mewled in reply but did as told nonetheless, her wet and warm tongue caressing his skin as she started to clumsily lick at his blood. It immediately made him hard again but he forced himself to ignore it, that ever-growing concern for her wellbeing much more pressing now. He cared now whether she lived or died. And it was so weird. He'd never done this before. Not even with Adelaide. Maybe that was why her demise had struck him so hard. He hadn't expected of her to ever die. Vampires had never-ending lives unless murdered through decapitation or the old-fashioned stake through the heart. And gods only passed on to their celestial cycle.

“Oh my God… It’s you. You’re one of them. The Dominion.” The vampire’s smirk widened. “So Valerius broke our law and told mortals about us. Tsk, tsk. That is a crime punishable by death. But I won’t go back empty-handed. I’ll start with leverage. And you, chef girl… you’ll do just fine.” Before she could scream, he lunged. His hand slammed against her chest, knocking the air out of her lungs. Zoe clawed at him, pushing, kicking, but his strength was inhuman. He pressed her to the wall, his fangs glinting.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

I asked gently. She nodded, and together we left the academy. I drove to a small, secluded hut that was almost at the far edge of town. Callista and I entered the hut, and I opened the lid of Darian's coffin. He lay lifeless and pale inside the coffin. When a vampire dies, he’s not buried in the ground like a human. He's kept in a small hut inside a coffin until his body naturally decays over decades. Callista touched Darian's face, which was colder than ice. Hurtful tears rushed down her eyes, and I felt her pain. I also missed Darian.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

“Life is not useless, and that is what provides substance to you. You should be careful who you prey on. I am Dominic, and I have been around for over 700 years now. I would expect you to know your elders and respect the laws of the Royals Pure-Blood Vampires, do you not?” “My name is Mara, sweetheart. Well, you are ancient aren’t you. No, I do not know who you are, and we don’t run under the Royals Pure-Blooded rules. We are the head of the Armageddon’s, and we make our rules. We have this territory, and we plan to completely take this whole country when we are done. I suggest you either join or leave. Either way, you are terribly outnumbered, Dom.” Laced with a sweet but with a power autho

Thanking Kesha, the brunette grabbed the Night Raven from its sheath and stepped into the resulting passage. The corridor was dark and cold. William stumbled, smelling the stagnant smell of blood that crowded out any other smells. Swallowing hard, the adviser frowned and walked forward, trying to get his bearings in the string of unfamiliar corridors. Sensing someone else's presence, William clenched the hilt of his sword, preparing to attack. A young vampire jumped out to meet him. Her thick brown hair was matted and turned into a solid lump. William's hand trembled for a moment - the girl looked very young. So innocent and fragile. The stranger’s pretty face twisted at the sight of the win

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

Adrian mumbled asking Alexis to stay calm. Alexis slowly nodded her head. “I promise to stay calm, Adrian. Just tell me.... it won't be a problem for me tho...” Alexis mumbled promisingly there. Adrian slowly drew closer to Alexis. Then stretched out his right palm to hold Alexis's palm there. “Alexandra was the first woman in my past, Alexis… her full name is Alexandra H. Wilson, the first woman to become a vampire hunter in 1840. I met Alexandra in 1838. She was a brave, friendly woman, and also beautiful. When we first met, she even knew that I was actually a vampire. But she didn't kill me, she protected me. At that time, I was still a vampire who was angry with the world. You could say,