Adventure Time Vampire Marceline Novels & Stories

Margaret’s POV I came to the hospital alone for my prenatal checkup when I saw a familiar figure. Adrian and Elara were standing side by side, looking down at the ultrasound images in their hands. Elara was holding onto my husband’s arm, tilting her head toward him with a bright, contented smile. I saw it clearly. She had red pupils. She was a pregnant vampire. “Look,” she said softly. “Our baby is really cute.” “This has to be the cutest vampire baby in the world, right?”

Damien reported to Alden as they went back into the house "Ignore it" Alden replied "I have somewhere to be" Alden then disappeared into the darkness of the night Damien went to his room. There was no light illuminating it. You couldn't tell where anything was. But that wasn't the case for Damien, a vampire, he had great sight, even in the dark. He undid the buttons of his shirt and removed it. A huge eagle tattoo was on his back. It looked so realistic, especially its red dragon eyes. He moved the middle vase on one of his tables and the huge painting behind him moved and opened, exposing the stairs to his hidden underground room

response. "You're the only one protesting us. The other girls were friendly and so much sweeter." David grimaced as Franklin agreed. “ so, please leave." I raised my voice, trying to keep up the brave act. Just seeing their face makes me to want to crawl under the earth. I don't know why, but vampires made me feel sick to the very core. It's obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

When Red asked why our identification laces differed from the other students, I told him that we were scholars. Actually, aside from Red and me, I no longer see any other mortals. During the first week of the school year, I saw some mortal students here, but after a few weeks, I observed that they had already started to vanish. Vampires are incredibly skilled at killing their victims, and no one will be able to determine the cause of death. "I'll just get some ice cream," red said, and I agreed. We both make our way to the canteen's freezer, and he takes a step back when he opens it.

Marcellus implied and she got up from the couch. "As you say Marcellus, remember you're a Lycan? You defeated them, you took your revenge and killed those werewolves. Stop blaming and start living a little. Loneliness won't give you a shit" giving him a last piece of advice, she turned around and jumped out of the window. Running into the woods, she disappeared. Marcellus had a choice to live in the city, between the humans and have a luxurious life but since his mate died, he didn't feel the urge to. It was useless for him to avail all that pleasure without anyone to share with.

“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 get into the driver's seat and drive to Aiden's house to pick him up. ****** Jo Today was merely another ordinary day. Ann and I went to school together as usual. On our way to our respective classes, we saw a familiar face we hadn't seen in a while. We caught his eyes, a smile crept across his face as instinctively he opened his arms. Ann and I jumped on him while he embraced us both tightly. “Damn, I've missed you girls so much!” Marcel exclaimed. “We missed you too,” Ann tells him. Meet Marcel Davis. He is a vampire and also our best friend.

I was young and had no experience of men, but hearing that he wanted minimal interaction with us caused a splinter of hurt in my chest. At fourteen years old, we were both old enough to know that what we were being offered was better than the alternative. Marcel had told us that the men they had taken from our settlement would join others in the cells beneath the castle and eventually be turned into vampires for Halen’s army. He also told us that if Lord Halen tried to turn us, we would die. None of the witches had ever survived the transformation process and despite searching for answers and turning to every magical creed, doctrine and being he could find, Marcel had made very little progre

It’s almost time for her to have someone close other than her mother and brother. “Oh, don’t be shy around me, April Rose. Worry less, I don’t bite, but perhaps I would suck your blood, graahhhh!” Marceline blabbered out, making her voice raspy like a monster trying to scare some kid before eventually popping her fangs out and licking them. “What?” April Rose felt frightened for a bit until Marceline gradually transitioned into a mirthful giggle. “I’m just kidding. This vampire is a certified vegan!” Marceline trailed off.