Adult Vampire Novels & Stories

Erick growled lowly, his eyes glinting with satisfaction as he stared at Angel's beautiful body who was still sitting on top of him. The girl really drove him crazy, suddenly turning so aggressive and giving him extraordinary pleasure. "Are you tired?" Erick stroked Angel's waist gently. "Surprisingly, I don't feel tired at all," replied Angel as she lay her body on top of Erick's chest. "Because after drinking blood, your vampire soul will dominate," said Erick with one hand enjoying the soft skin on the girl's back.

One creature toppled, but instead of red the blood shimmered silver, hissing as it slicked across the concrete. “Holy hell…” Adrian hissed. “He’s creating vampires from synthetic blood!” Crowe drew a slender blade that gleamed like moonlight and sliced through the air, two attackers crumpled, torn apart by a single silver arc. “Go! Out the back! I’ll hold them off!” “No!” Evelyn shouted. “You’ll die!” “I’ve been dead for a long time, Evelyn Cross,” he murmured, eyes glinting with something almost human. “Now it’s time for another ghost to save you from this cursed Guild.”

It's black, and there's only a chair with a table. They try to open the door, but it's locked. They can smell us, too, surely. "Everything will be fine," Nicole whispers with her lips. I nod and prepare for the worst. They forcefully break the door, and I flinch in fright. Everything is dark, but with my wolf vision, I can see clearly. Then a vampire enters with red eyes, intense black hair, and very pale skin. "We meet again, Jane," the vampire says with a warm but fake smile. "You," I whisper, petrified.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

With one final shriek, the vampire wriggled before bursting into nothing but ashes. Adrenaline pumping through her body after the kill, she took off in the direction that she was headed in when the vampire had appeared. A long night of hunting had finally come to an end and she could now return home. The city tonight was frozen. Thousands laid up in their homes to hide away from winter's harsh bite, giving her the perfect opportunity to strike when needed. Of course, at this hour there were still some people around but most were drunks that were intoxicated to the point where hallucinations were possible. There was no need to be discreet for now.

Abu asked and all the angels stood quietly, still in surprise and desperately waiting for the Archangel’s answer. He let out a heavy breath, “There is an only way to kill the vampire, Abu. You knew that there’s a way, don’t ever forget that,’’ he frowned and Abu gulped in fear, clearing his throat and stood up, he knew that only way, and he was against it. As a vampire, angels were also immortal but of course, there’s also a way to put an immortal to the fire of death, there was always a way to kill them no matter how immortal you knew they were.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

Letting his tongue delve in the tasty human blood. "Well if you are done with that. I'll appreciate we get down to business now" Came a female muggy voice from behind. "Don't do that again" Darwin coughed slightly, almost choking hard on his crimson drink. He settled the glass back on the table, with a hand behind his black garment. His black long silky hair held in a long ponytail, having a round, almost white face looking nothing like an ancient two thousand year old Vampire. In contrast he had an appearance of a man in his early forties. A crooked line cut through his paled lips, taking a turn.

When a vampire falls in love, they can't deny it because everything they feel becomes exacerbated. After a fifteen minutes drive, Aiden stepped on the stony path that led into the entrance of the mansion that she lived in, he braced himself taking quick short breaths before putting on a black cowboy cap over his head. He was looking astounding, he knocked on the door, and it opened freely. He wondered why Selena would leave the front door open. As he stepped into the living room, his eyes caught Selena's parents covered in a pool of blood with bite marks and scratches on their skin. He swallowed hard because their blood turned his thirst on, but he had to control himself. Her father was lyin

However, amidst the festivities, a strange figure entered the premises, immediately capturing the attention of everyone present, including Adams. The scent of a bloodsucker never sat well with a wolf, and the tension in the room grew palpable as Lucian's men prepared to attack the intruder, their bodies coiled with anticipation, awaiting Lucian's command. Adams recognized this vampire, a sense of recognition and wariness settling over him. It wasn't the formidable and powerful Eric Damian who had visited before, despite their shared blond hair. Instead, it was the vampire he had seen in the underground apartment, draining the life force from those girls, surrounded by witches and wolves.